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

Avalon was filled with myriad thoughts.


She was busy pondering all these matters and had no time to continue intimidating Prince Xiyaldo.


And Prince Xiyaldo showed no other reactions except looking forward on his own.


Soon, the driver delivered them to a mansion outside the city.


Strictly speaking, they were already outside the boundaries of Leipzig, the City of Knowledge.


"Your Highness, do you not have a residence in Leipzig?"


Avalon leaned on the front seat back and said in a low voice, "Prince Xiyaldo, isn't it impolite to invite two girls you met for the first time to such a remote place?"


But that said, she did not feel any apprehension.


After all, neither Avalon nor Selene were vulnerable young ladies.


Chapter 283: Astrologer Fenrir