Not praying for ten strings

During the demon-summoning ceremony, Aiwass finally recalled his past life's memories.
This should be an online game that his family's company had released and operated for six years. Now, his foster father was the leader of the latest version's antagonist organization.
He would expose his identity six years later, hesitate and then defect from the protagonist's side. Ultimately, because he decided to take a fatal strike meant for the player character, he was killed by his upright older brother in a transitional CG without even a chance to enter the main content.
——But the problem was not too significant. Aiwass also knew many secret advancement routes exclusive to the player character, as well as the Nurturing Secret Sequel regulations of the various Paths. He believed he could reverse his unfortunate fate……
So now there was only one issue left.
"According to the original plot, shouldn't I have been rescued by the protagonist before this lousy ceremony even began?"
Tied to the ceremonial altar as a sacrifice, Aiwass fell into contemplation.
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Keywords: Victorian Fantasy, Amber Flow


When the plot-skips players into the game world

Realizing this was an opportunity he absolutely couldn't miss, Aiwass made no attempt to conceal his ecstasy and repeatedly emphasized his love and interest in archaeology.


Even as Professor Bard still harbored doubts, Aiwass went as far as to demonstrate his greatest advantage—


Professor Bard widened his eyes, and Hayna beside him was also stunned.


Only Lily was somewhat unclear about what this scene meant.


All that could be seen was the warm and steady glow emanating from Aiwass's right hand that he held in front of Professor Bard's forehead, which wasn't blinding even when looked at directly. The professor vividly felt his thoughts becoming clearer, and the sense of fatigue being gradually eradicated.


The old professor quickly put down Aiwass's right hand and, with his neck retracted, glanced around the empty classroom.


Thankfully, no one had seen this—everyone had run off to the entrance to talk with John Eden.


Chapter 71: Have someone asked you out for lunch today? (4th update, 14000 words in total)