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

After reviewing the mission list, the slowing ship finally came to a stop.


Aiwass adjusted his clothing slightly—he noted that "Helquinn Dragon Flame" had an obvious sign of tree transformation on his left forearm.


It was a tree bark fissure about two centimeters wide and eight or nine centimeters long. It looked like a scar left after a burn, not very noticeable, but rough and woody to the touch.


After cutting into it slightly with his fingernail, he observed the slit. However, the wound didn't bleed, nor did it hurt at all.


"...Early-stage tree transformation disease?" Aiwass murmured softly.


Helquinn had a rather fine shortsword at his waist. It didn't seem to be Elven Style, without any ornate gems and filigree, but rather a very simple and clean shell white. The slender scabbard was unadorned, appearing modest and elegant.


As Aiwass drew it, its nature was revealed:


Chapter 167 Helquinn's Speech