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

The curtain of night had fallen, and 14 Roning Street finally turned off its lights at half past ten.


Two more hours went by, and as the campus plunged into utter silence, a procession of figures crept nearby without making a sound.


They hadn't been staking out the entrance to Aiwass's residence beforehand.


These Demon Scholars didn't even bother to hide intentionally; they simply entered a bar and kept drinking until now.


Nobody would suspect that four drunken fools posed any threat—after all, this wasn't their first visit; over the past week, they had come here almost daily to drink and play cards, even mingling with some of the students.


After leaving the bar, they found a small alley and used a pre-arranged sobering ritual to eliminate their drunkenness.


The leader, a blond man in a white suit with slicked-back hair and dressed like a lawyer, said gravely.


Chapter 152: Once You're Here, Don't Leave