"Let's have a good game!"
As both players shook hands with each other, Sheva made the first move, starting the second round of the tournament. Just like the usual, he pushed his king's pawn two squares forward, not even changing his main weapon here.
While he waited for Jorden Van Foreest to make a move, his eyes also wandered around the venue.
'The number of people here today is even less than yesterday, huh? It seems chess is not really that popular in this country.' He muttered inwardly. 'Man, this is the highest rated tournament overall that I have ever played in, but this is also the deadest tournament in my career. I mean, no one is watching here!"
Not that it was a big difference, since everything had to be quiet in the venue. However, it was a strange sight to see only four or five people waiting outside for the final result of the round, and those were also the same people who came here yesterday.
