Meanwhile, back at the hotel, Sheva himself didn't really know that someone was planning something terrible for him. No, he just had a hunch, especially since the boy could feel all the hair in his body rise, as if someone was eyeing him with a strong killing intention.

'Who the hell is plotting against me here?' He couldn't help but mutter.

"What's wrong?" Bagas suddenly came out of the washroom, still with a toothbrush in his mouth. "You don't feel good?" He asked concernedly.

"Nah, just a little problem." Sheva waved his hand nonchalantly. "I think someone is plotting something bad against me outside there."

Hearing that, Bagas stopped whatever he was doing, turning around to look at Sheva with the 'Are you stupid or what?' look. However, Sheva was dead serious here, so the boy could only sigh tiredly before saying, "Brother, I love you so much, but how could that brilliant brain of yours that could calculate all the chess moves for four hours straight also think of something so ridiculous like that? What are you, an anime protagonist?"

Sheva just looked at him with a deadpanned expression, not expecting to get mocked like this. Still, he himself also felt how ridiculous his statement was. The boy had never believed the anime theory, which meant someone was talking about him when he suddenly sneezed or felt all the hair in his body rise.

"Anyway, let's forget about that. Are you ready for the final round?" Bagas asked once again. "I know you never care about the prize since you think it is impossible for you to end up in the top three, but since you are at this point, let me remind you that the prize for first place is 6000 Swiss Franc! That is around 7200 US Dollars!" He said excitedly.

"Wait, you mean to tell me that Switzerland's currency is stronger than the Dollar?" Sheva asked, surprised.

"Indeed, but you are focusing on the wrong thing here!" Bagas clicked his tongue in annoyance. "The first place is getting 6000 Swiss Franc, while the second and third places are getting 4500 and 3000 Swiss Franc. The amount is exactly the same as the prize that the Jakarta International Chess Festival offered for the three sections in total a few months ago! That's crazy, right?!"

Indeed, when Sheva thought about it, he felt deeply the difference between a high-level tournament like this and the first two tournaments that he played in. Even though he managed to win the amateur section, the amount of prize he received at that time wasn't even one-tenth of what the Biel Chess Tournament offered, and he was still in the open section. If it were the Master's one, the boy was sure that the number would be much higher than that.

"No, no, no, I cannot think about money right now." Sheva shook his head quickly. "It would only distract my brain from thinking straight! Right now, what I need to do is to focus on what is in front of me, and that is the game against Muradli Muhammad."

However, Sheva himself was confident even when the game started. He had already done his research, and besides the last two wins that the Azerbaijan GM got against two 2600-rated GMs, the man's performance could be said to be pretty shaky. The man even got forced into a draw result against a 2100-rated opponent in the second round, and if not pure luck, he would've lost against a 2300-rated opponent in the fourth round. Compared to that, Sheva felt like his performance was far more impressive, and even though it was borderline arrogance, Sheva still believed that he should be able to win this game easily.

'The only problem is if he decides to go for a drawish opening line. That would've killed all of my chances to get something here. No, I need to make sure that the game doesn't go down that road.' Sheva thought to himself.

As they chatted for a while, neither boy realized that the sun had already been pretty high in the sky outside. The final round would start at 10 A.M., and right now, it was 8:45 in the morning. If not for Medina, who knocked the door pretty violently, they both wouldn't have noticed the time at all.

"Honestly, what is wrong with you boys?" Medina clicked her tongue in annoyance, having both arms on her hips while also glaring at them all sharply, just like how any other mother in the world would act when they saw their son's messy room. "You haven't even made up your bed! Also, are those the clothes that you are going to wear? Iron it first, for God's sake! Give it to me! Just go and take a shower first!" She started to get impatient with the mess that the boys made here.

Sheva could only scratch the back of his head awkwardly as he let Medina iron his blazer. The embarrassment grew higher when the boy heard Anna giggling in the back. However, when he turned around, the girl also turned away her face immediately, as if avoiding his gaze at all costs.

'Strange.' He muttered. 'Did I do something wrong that makes her unhappy?' He thought, trying to recall their conversation last night. Unfortunately, there was nothing popping in his head, so the boy could only guess what was going on here.

"What are you waiting for?! Go and take a shower!" Medina shouted once again, snapping Sheva from his own thought. Honestly, if she still wore a slipper, Sheva would've run away immediately, afraid that he would receive the 'love' from her. Still, he didn't dare to challenge her twice, so the boy entered the shower room as quickly as possible.

Bagas—a fucking traitor, he was—had escaped already, making an excuse about how he would go down and bring everyone breakfast here. This forced Sheva to face this storm alone, and the best way to do that was to follow the rhythm and say yes to everything.

It took about thirty minutes, but finally, they were all ready to go. Sheva took a deep breath as he walked out of the hotel slowly. This was definitely the most important game in his life, but it would probably not be the case in the future. He just needed to get used to the tension that this final day offered, knowing that he would have to face so many more in the future.

With that thought in mind, the boy clenched his fist, muttering, 'Let's go! Let's bring the trophy to our country!'

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