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

Mr. Yunus personally opened the bottle of wine for Aiwass.


As he poured the wine into the crystal goblet, the sweet, intoxicating fragrance overflowed in the not-so-large bedroom.


The noonday sun shone obliquely, casting a dazzling spectrum of red hues onto the tabletop through the crystalline red liquid.


Aiwass sat opposite him, propping his chin with his left hand. His right hand's fingers lightly traced circles, touching the cold wall of the glass.


The mild chill seeped through the crystal to his fingertips—it was obviously a bottle of wine freshly taken from its storage.


"Mr. Yunus, is this the wine you brought?" Aiwass asked.


Yunus chuckled heartily, "Of course not... How could that be? This is Mr. Maxim's stored wine—of course, it's not stolen; it's with his permission.


"When I said I wanted to use it to entertain you, he agreed without hesitation. It's truly an honor... Thanks to your presence, we get to drink such fine elven wine."


Chapter 136: Then Don't Come Back