Chapter 185

　　——417-425, 8 years.

　　Where is the peak of the original plot tension?

　　——Turning point 4, Old Rudy. The human god spent 8 years toying with Old Rudy step by step, and in the end, the real purpose was revealed.

　　When his happiness reached its peak (rescued his mother, found his identity, his father's death led to his growth and integration into the world, he married Roxy and Sylphy, and his wives all had children).

　　Everything is thriving.

　　The other world is so beautiful.

　　Then.

　　The human god backhanded a "knife".

　　Old Rudy was turned into a cripple with just a little effort.

　　Why is it so shocking? Because the contrast between the beauty of the past and the cruelty of reality is too great, and the plot tension is full.

　　…

　　So, in Eren's story line, the human-god has been lying on Eren for 12 years.

　　Has the turning point for Allen come yet?

　　Will the Great Shift be just Turning Point 1?

　　Is the butterfly effect instigated by those missions really just to help Alan integrate into the world?

　　…

　　So.

　　Here comes the problem.

　　If you were a human god, according to the current plot line, you would wonder when to use this sword that you have been accumulating for 12 years.

　　Precisely and perfectly...

　　Into Allen's chest.

　　Let him never get up again.

　　…

　　Is the current plot still warm, happy, or boring?

　　Does it feel like watching a family comedy?

　　And this warm and happy growing up family comedy is directed by.

　　…

　　Who again?

　　How many lies did the human god tell during the mission?

　　How many words are misleading?

　　Is this really Allen's "tutoring period"?

　　Or, in other words, giving him a blatant "tutoring period" task, so that he, a time traveler who has read the original novel and is most easily misled by the original plot, would mistakenly believe that he could have a stable development period in the stable and peaceful atmosphere of the tutoring period?

　　OK.

　　Finish.

　　Finally, since I changed the male protagonist, was targeted by the gods 12 years in advance, and was not in the situation of Rudy's story line in the original novel, the current "progress" can really not be said to be slow.

　　If I were to be Rudy's soul, I would definitely drag down the story line and jump to the 'turning point', just like a bulldozer.

　　But there is one thing to be thankful for.

　　Readers, from a bird's eye view, feel that it is too slow, it is still early, there is still "time", and there is still a lot of words to write.

　　Then Allen, who is in the game, must think so too -

　　He still has time.

　　Right?

　　I'm not trying to kill people just for the sake of killing people, so just watch it.

　　(End of this chapter)

206. Chapter 200: In the dim light, the eyes are twinkling.

　　206.

　　Alice looked at Allen's palm and glanced at the crowd beside her.

　　He placed his hand on Alan's somewhat stiffly.

　　Alan smiled.

　　Although Alice always acts fierce, she is actually a person with a strong self-esteem.

　　She made no mistakes while practicing her dance steps in the afternoon.

　　But that didn't stop her from being nervous in front of a crowd at night.

　　As for the reason, it is no longer the fear of making mistakes as in the original book.

　　But I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to dance as perfectly as I did in the afternoon.

　　Alan pulled her hand, hard.

　　He pulled her in front of him.

　　A hissing sound came from the side, and the noble girls in the front row all put their hands together and grasped their chests. Most of them were very young, about the same height as Alice, and they were all wearing noble dresses, looking very young. Why were they not very old? Because those who were a little older would have already been engaged.

　　Even so, when they glanced at Allen's waist and legs, their eyes still flashed with understanding.

　　And they were all instigated by their families.

　　But that didn't stop them from really wanting to invite Allen to dance next time.

　　After all, how do you see it?

　　Neither is a loss.

　　It's rare to meet such a respectable and aristocratic swordsman.

　　This is the norm for "girls" in Asura's aristocratic school. If everyone is very conservative, how could Paul mess around in an aristocratic school at the age of ten?

　　Alice also hissed slightly, and then she heard Alan's voice.

　　Very serious, solemn and meticulous.

　　Just like any other sword fighting class.

　　"If you're nervous."

　　"Don't be nervous!"

　　Alan smiled.

　　The next moment, accompanied by his smile.

　　Alice felt her body 'floating'.

　　He subconsciously took a step back, and Alan followed closely.

　　With a snap, he stepped on the beat of the music.

　　"Too slow."

　　Alice raised her eyebrows and subconsciously looked at her own steps.

　　"Don't look."

　　She startled and raised her neck, but this movement was covered up by the inertia of Alan's body sliding.

　　There was applause from the side.

　　"She dances so well!"

　　"Yeah, great rhythm!"

　　Alice blinked, and Alan's voice continued to come from the side.

　　"Listen, they are praising you, do you want more?"

　　Alice's eyes sparkled.

　　"Um!"

　　Sauros's loud voice came from not far away, "Good dancing? Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning! Haha, hahaha!" The lord of Boreas looked like an old man at home after drinking.

　　Alice's face looked a little stiff. Before tonight, her beloved grandfather had never seen her dance. Only Hilda had seen her dance 'rehearsal'.

　　Alan smiled.

　　"Where is Mother?"

　　Alice was about to turn her head, but Alan's voice once again penetrated her ears amid the music.

　　"To the right, in the direction of your index finger, five meters."

　　As the two of them moved their steps and swayed their bodies, Alan's voice rang in her ears like a rapid-fire cannon.

　　"Left side, outside the cuff, four meters."

　　"Rear right side, in the direction of the left heel, five meters."

　　"Behind the left side, in the direction of the outside of the foot, three meters."

　　As Alan spoke one word after another, Alice's attention was fixed on Hilda, who was standing aside with her head slightly tilted, looking a little distressed, yet full of happiness.

　　The crowd disappeared one by one.

　　The noise gradually faded away.

　　Only the music and the steps under your feet remain.

　　And the mother's gaze.

　　Even Alan's figure seemed to disappear in her 'senses'.

　　Water God Flow - Flow of Thoughts.

　　But because Alice still hadn't mastered it, Alan's voice still floated over along the 'nothingness'.

　　"Did you see it?"

　　"She's watching you."

　　"Um!"

　　"So."

　　Alan's voice paused.

　　"Let's dance for her to see."

　　Alice smiled, her brows raised.

　　The feeling of practicing dance in my bedroom every day instantly returned.

　　Close your eyes

　　Open your eyes!

　　The noise in the banquet room rang out again!

　　People's figures appeared one by one in her peripheral vision!

　　But Alice only felt Hilda's gaze!

　　She moved her steps naturally and took the initiative to lead Alan to dance the foxtrot that was taught by her mother.

　　A smile was on his face.

　　Be sincere and confident.

　　The hair was lifted up, burning like a raging fire.

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