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

On Monday morning, Aiwass arrived at the classroom over half an hour early.


To his surprise, Professor Bard had arrived even earlier than he had.


Professor Bard turned around with a smile as he heard the sound of the wheelchair rolling across the wooden floor and greeted Aiwass, "You're here so early. Have you had breakfast?"


Even though Aiwass was in a wheelchair, Professor Bard was not much taller than him.


This professor, with thinning hair and a short stature but a pleasant personality, only had a stern face in the classroom. When not teaching, he was cheerful every day, exuding a kind of optimism and vitality that is quite rare among the elderly.


Aiwass replied warmly, "It's not that early… See, quite a few people have already arrived, haven't they?"


As he said this, he looked toward the students sitting in their seats.


Chapter 117: The Curse of the Red-Handled Sword