The Healing Avenger novel Chapter 120

It was almost evening by the time Finnegan finished preparing the Regenerating Ointment, worked together with Xena to apply the ointment on Waylynn's entire body, and bandaged her up.

“Old Mdm. Brown, I'll be taking my leave now. I'll come again in a few days.”

“Take care, Mr. Larkin!”

After stepping out of the sterile ward, Stephen, who had been waiting outside for a long time, approached. “Finnegan, can we go now?”

A complicated look spread across his face as he spoke. I can't believe Finnegan actually kept that old man waiting for so long. More incredulously, that old man isn't mad at all!

Finnegan nodded. “Lead the way.”

Soon, Finnegan followed Stephen to the courtyard, where he had met with Nathan the other day.

However, this time, Stephen didn't enter with Finnegan. “My grandpa and his guest are inside.”

Finnegan hummed in response before proceeding inside.

Under the same ancient tree, Nathan was playing chess with a seemingly ordinary yet commanding old man.

That old man was none other than Jeremy.

After a few days of recuperation, he had fully recovered.

Taking care to keep his steps light, Finnegan walked up to them and quietly observed the game.

After about ten minutes, Nathan sighed. “I've lost again, Old Mr. Samson!”

In the past, Nathan used to be Jeremy's subordinate.

Jeremy turned to gaze at Finnegan. “What do you think?”

Finnegan examined the chessboard. Nathan's remaining chess pieces included two pawns, a rook, and a bishop, while Jeremy had two rooks, one bishop, one knight, and three pawns.

Moreover, the game had progressed to the end phase, and Jeremy could checkmate Nathan in less than five moves.

Upon scrutiny, Finnegan unexpectedly uttered, “There's still a chance for a comeback.”

Nathan's interest was piqued. “Are you sure?”

“Yes!”

“Hahaha!” Nathan got to his feet and stepped aside. “In that case, why don't you finish this game with Old Mr. Samson? Win or lose, it'll be on me.”

Jeremy gestured. “Have a seat.”

With some free time on his hands, Finnegan took Nathan's place. “Old Mr. Samson, I'll make my move, then.”

“A game of chess is akin to waging war on the battlefield, so give it your best shot!”

Finnegan nodded, then moved his rook aggressively to check Jeremy's king.

Jeremy narrowed his eyes, retreating his rook to protect his king.

Then, Finnegan shifted his remaining bishop to check Jeremy's king again.

Taken aback, Jeremy revealed a meaningful smile, then moved his knight to a different position.

Finnegan captured Jeremy's cornered rook with his insignificant pawn, turning the tables with that single maneuver.

Subsequently, Jeremy began taking the game more seriously, exchanging blows with Finnegan while taking a more defensive stance.

Conversely, Finnegan abandoned all defense and focused only on offense. He sacrificed his rook to capture Jeremy's knight, then used his bishop to displace Jeremy's bishop and pawn, hoping to secure a pyrrhic victory.

Finally, with only two pawns left on each side, Finnegan moved in for a check, locking down Jeremy's king.

Jeremy furrowed his brows, realizing he was out of moves as Finnegan's pawns had severed all his escape routes.

I knew his intention wasn't as simple as wanting to meet me. Nevertheless, Finnegan responded without hesitation, “Dr. Aiello told me that once I leave the mountains, I should go home first, and before he finds me, I shouldn't leave Nuthana.”

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