Reckless

"Go now. I will be waiting for you on the final stage."

Karl gritted his teeth and started back to the simulation room with a newfound determination.

"Hehe, looks like your grandson is going to lose this round. The Kaedeian is way out of his league."

A throng of people crowded at the entrance to his grandmother's shop. Ever since the tournament started, this store had become the most frequented stop in the neighborhood.

"My grandson will win. He is a genius, just like his father!" Although the old lady could not grasp what was happening on the screen, she was convinced that her grandson would be victorious.

Her stubborn belief made the people shake their heads. The gap in the two players' power was substantial, and they felt pity for the old lady who had to suffer from her grandson's inevitable defeat.

The old lady didn't mind other's opinion. She knew that Karl would win eventually.

The third round started.