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

Paul said frankly: "My master deepened her contact with me under the assumption that I would 'definitely betray' her in the future. To this day, I still don't know her real name—she said that she would tell me everything once I became the Son of the Moon."


"What about her appearance? She couldn't possibly be wearing a mask to drink your blood, right?"


This statement wasn't asked by Aleister, but instead spontaneously asked by Dimitri.


And Paul had already guessed that they would ask this, so he directly answered: "My master has the ability to change her appearance, so every time she visits me, she looks different. I only know that she seems to be Fourth Level... but even the tutor respects her a lot.


"I remember the tutor referred to her as... Blood Coral."


Following his master's orders, Paul hesitated not a bit to betray his own master.


Aleister raised an eyebrow, somewhat unexpectedly.


Chapter 268: Professor Laximi and the Blood Coral_3