Login with GoogleChapter 85 Holding my sister in my arms...killed!
The smile of the girl with the hunting suit was very light, but Roger had just looked at this indifferent killer's face for too long. There was no trace of light in his eyes as if he was going to die with this world.
In contrast with his shallow smile, he almost cried.
It hurts too much, it hurts too much when you kill me...
Oh no, it's because I saw the Queen who hasn't been spoiled yet, that's great!
As a player, going deep into the first-layer realm constructed by the Eris worm gave him quite a familiar illusion, the illusion called SL.
But in fact, neither the archive nor the reading file is under his control, so he must seize this opportunity and try to bring the Queen of Eternal Night back to the main plane at once.
Fortunately, the environment of the Green Vines Kingdom was stable at this time, and the little princess Octavier was well received by her family, and she hardly experienced any unpleasant things.
She can get everything she wants, she can do everything with ease, she doesn't know what jealousy is at all, and she's well put together.
Just at sixteen years old, she is already a magus, and her strength far exceeds her peers.
Because of this strength, she was very confident and saw that the fourth prince in front of her was pretending, but the other party didn't show hostility, and there was even an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Octavier was not worried about the danger at all, just curious about who he was.
She thought, which good best friend is this here to show off her newly mastered disguise magic?
Roger praised the Queen of Eternal Night's sharp and calm response.
Otherwise, if she shouted that there was an assassin, or even worse, ended him with one finger—
Not only was it a waste of time, but he would also have died in vain.
After replacing the lost soul, if he dies, he must wait for the next world reconstruction before he has the chance to get close to the Queen of Eternal Night.
And it's not always possible to get such a good identity.
After pondering for a while, Roger decided to get straight to the point and tell the truth:
"I'm Roger Charles..."
"Impossible, I've seen Anjie's younger brother, a man who can't read the feather fall art all afternoon, he's stupid, he definitely can't disguise himself at your level!"
Octavier interrupted him, with the words "Friends, can you say something believable?"
However, she still had an inquiring glint in her eyes, instead of accusing or rushing, she was more curious about Roger's identity.
The Queen of Eternal Night in this period.. like the people in the world… has so much time that she doesn't know how to spend it.
In other words, she was bored.
She is happy to see a new and different occupation in her life.
Roger was a little embarrassed to be complained about, but then he thought, Roger Charles is a piece of shit, what does it have to do with me, Roger?
I am a traveler with a golden finger. After ten years, I will be invincible in the world, okay?
He took a deep breath and maintained a solemn tone, "I am Roger from the real-time period, and you are Octavier Shelley lost in the river of time. Now, I am your escort. Please, Your Majesty, return to the court with me!"
Octavier asked in a rude tone even for his wife, "Your Majesty? Are you telling me that I will be a queen in the future?"
"Not at all."
"You scared me."
"You are the Queen of Eternal Night who founded the Green Vines Empire, the human being that the gods most want to kill in this world."
"What?"
Roger didn't give her a chance to refute, "You can try to predict my fate or the fate of the 'Queen of Eternal Night', and the result will definitely be blank."
Out of curiosity, Octavier did as he said.
The result is, of course, a blank.
Because of these two targets, one is protected by the system and the other is protected by herself.
A magister can't predict beyond a legend.
Octavier was a little forced to believe the truth of Roger's words, but she still couldn't figure it out, "How could I be named 'Eternal Night'? I must be the Queen of Sunshine... No, being the Queen, how tiring. I'll be a little princess, isn't it delightful?"
Roger sighed quietly.
The Queen of Eternal Night, when she was a girl, was an unworthy princess, she just wanted to live happily in the moment and be a small person.
That beautiful face was full of innocence. Hearing that the queen thought it was cool, she didn't understand the weight.
Thinking of the desperate girl on the city wall, the empress who couldn't see through the joy and anger on the throne, Roger couldn't say what he had in mind.
Helping her escape her inner demons but ending her momentary happiness in advance, all those pains and responsibilities would return to her.
Even if this is an illusion constructed by the Eris worm, to her, this is reality.
The Wallbreaker is ruthless!
To Roger's surprise, Octavier took the initiative to say to him after thinking about it.
"Mr. Wallbreaker, although I don't understand why I will become an empress in the future, as an empress I split into an illusory me so I must have encountered a very dangerous, powerful, and incredible enemy. You also came to save me while taking a great risk to try and get a better ending, right? Well, your expression has shown that I guessed right... So, take me back to the future!"
She is so smart!
Roger was amazed by Octavier's inference.
He had also thought of a lot of arguments to convince her to believe in him and understand the current situation.
In the end, with limited information, she has guessed their current predicament.
If she's such a smart little princess, does it mean she became too strong later and stopped using her brain and, as a result, her intelligence deteriorated and she became a musclebrain?
Roger calmed down his groaning state of mind. The little princess is not bad, at least she can save him a lot of salivae.
He stood up and looked at Octavier in her hunting suit seriously, "So, is Your Majesty ready to face the cruel reality?"
Octavier Shelley, the little princess of the Green Vines in the center of gravity, stood up, looked at him with her small face, and looked proud and confident, "Of course, don't underestimate a queen's determination to pursue a perfect ending. Oh, go ahead, Mr. Wallbreaker!"
A perfect ending?
Roger looked at her sympathetically and wanted to tell her that you have no perfect ending.
Lonely you, just on the road of the lonely queen, do your best to avoid losing everything.
But don't be afraid of loneliness because, this time, I will accompany you to welcome the ending!
In the next instant, Roger's tone of voice suddenly changed.
Slowly, gracefully, and somewhat cynically, "Then please kill me with your own hands, little sister, this is my wish, a request I will never regret."
While Roger was occupying the identity of this lost soul, the Eris worm also stuffed the memories of the Queen of Eternal Night about the Fourth Prince.
As long as he acts according to those memories, Roger is not necessarily the historical fourth prince, but he is certainly exactly like the fourth prince in the memory of the Queen of Eternal Night.
Sure enough, Octavier looked at Roger, more shocked than when she heard that she would become a queen in the future:
"What a perfect performance, I can't find any flaws! However, what a strange request to kill you... Oh no, it won't be like this!"
She suddenly covered her chest, feeling her heart aching like being bitten and torn apart by a hellhound.
For the first time, the confident princess finally realized that the reality she was about to face was crueler than she could imagine.
Even if she is ready to give everything, the other side she yearns for no longer exists in this world.
She realized that if Mr. Wallbreaker represents the truth, and she must kill her fourth brother herself to break the illusion, it only shows one possibility:
She killed her fourth brother.
Although she couldn't imagine or dared not think about the circumstances under which she would make such a terrible decision, Octavier's voice suddenly weakened, "Sorry, Mr. Wallbreaker, I'm sorry, I didn't want such a shattered ending..."
"You said that you want me to see your determination, princess."
Roger continued to speak in the tone of the fourth prince, took off the dagger he was carrying, and handed the end of the handle to Octavier, "I'm sorry too, but there are always things that only you can do, and you can't escape fate."
At this time, Octavier was still a flower in a greenhouse and, when she saw the dagger, she subconsciously took a step back, as if it was a poisonous snake that devoured people.
She pleaded, "Fourth brother, you know me, I'm just a princess who eats and waits to die. The throne belongs to our eldest brother, the glory belongs to our second brother and the wisdom belongs to our third brother. Fourth brother, our happy hunting, playing games, attending dances and being a waste will be fine. Or we can escape to a distant place without being the prince and princess?"
How could that peerless queen ever accommodate anyone like this?
It can be seen that her relationship with the fourth prince was perfect.
Roger couldn't help but be saddened by her.
He suddenly thought of himself in the Blood Night capital; he said something similar to the queen, right?
Fate is repeating itself, and he never imagined that at one point it was the little princess who didn't want to become an empress.
So, what she said to him at that time was the explanation she gave herself in the face of this fate.
He showed a look of reminiscence and said solemnly, "Princess, I know that you don't care about many things, and the life you ask for is not complicated. But there is no other choice. There is always a very greedy existence in this world, even the last bit of happiness of the little people will be shattered, it has been oppressing your bottom line, forcing you to give in, until you can't retreat... Now, it's time to make a choice!"
Octavier stepped back, her face pale and bloodless, "Mr. Wallbreaker, I don't know how to choose..."
But Roger was pressuring her step by step, giving her no chance of escaping at all.
With a thud, the princess's back slammed against the wall.
Roger put his hands on the wall and looked at her condescendingly in a posture similar to a 'kabedon'.
In terms of momentum, Roger has completely overwhelmed the little princess in this period.
His expression was sad and pitiful, and his voice was as soft as the April wind and as soft as a lover's murmur:
"This fourth brother will choose for you, come and kill me."
But the cruelty of fate, even in the most gentle gesture and prepared to show it, is still more terrifying than a demon.
She shook her head into a rattle and screamed, "Fourth brother, do you have to let me destroy my current happiness with my own hands?"
The girl's slender shoulders were trembling, and her beautiful face was filled with sadness, anger, and even despair.
As smart as she is, how could she not know what is real and illusory?
It's just that, when you're driven into a desperate situation by fate, you don't have any other choice but taking the initiative to choose requires courage and determination. After all, there is a difference.
She was so sad that she was almost suffocating, she wanted to loudly complain about the injustice of fate.
But she couldn't make a sound, and it was useless to accuse Roger, because he was just a sad phantom and no amount of anger could change the settled path.
Roger looked at her pained and helpless appearance, vaguely aware of what he should do at this time.
But...that's the Queen of Eternal Night?!
When she wakes up, knowing what he has done, she will be angry, right?
However, she won't necessarily remember everything that happened in the inner demon realm, right?
Yes, certainly not all of it!
With so many fields, she can't remember every detail of the memories that have been changed over and over.
So even if he did something disrespectful, it would be the Fourth Prince's fault.
Your Majesty, it's not that I, Roger, committed the crime of arrogance, I'm helping you!
With such a realization, Roger opened his arms and embraced Octavier, whose shoulders were trembling slightly.
Her slender body instantly stiffened and then softened. She leaned her body weight over and whispered in a dreamy voice, "Mr. Wallbreaker, I will have many, many nightmares."
The invincible queen was also just a girl who needed care.
Roger reached out and stroked her hair lightly, "Maybe this is the true nightmare the gods have woven for the world. Now only you can break this nightmare. I know you don't want to wear the crown, but you still bear the weight of it. I can't change all of this, but I just hope that you will always remember one thing. You are not destroying your life with your own hands. You are bringing everyone's hope towards a future that everyone recognizes."
"Everyone... do you agree?" Octavier raised her head, the sealed memory loosened a little, and sadness and longing that she didn't understand at the moment flowed through her heart.
This was the second time Roger saw such a helpless Queen of Eternal Night who needed affirmation from others to support her.
There was nothing he could do when they were on the city wall, but this time he could hug her tightly and support her with his warmth.
It felt like that the fourth prince in his heart had come to life, borrowing his mouth to say the last goodbye to his beloved little sister:
"As long as it is your choice, everyone will unconditionally approve of it. Because what everyone wants to see the most is not the survival of the Green Vines, an invicible queen or our enemies bowing their heads to the court, but our little Octavier happy and alive. The way she wants to be...
Even if this appearance wasn't her original intention, who says that her original intention was necessary the best? Your original intention has changed, it is not necessarily a failure. It can also be that you have grown up and matured to see farther, find and embark on the heroic road that only belongs to you."
He thrust the dagger into Octavier's hand.
This time, instead of hiding, she held onto it.
His hands were trembling, but he still showed the bright blade to the world.
Some people are born to be heroes, even if the gentle world overshadows their sharpness.
Octavier closed her eyes, chanted a short incantation and magic light lit up on the dagger.
"Fourth brother, death takes just a moment, it won't hurt."
"I know."
Roger reached out and wrapped her cold little hand in his.
The two hands supported each other and held the dagger together, finally no longer trembling.
Octavier murmured, "Is this the reality that we have to face?"
Roger said firmly, "This is also the world, the final redemption."
She opened her eyes, and the two of them worked hard together, and the dagger pierced his chest and sank into his heart.
Between the real and the illusory realm of demons, the Eternal song of pain has disrupted its proper rhythm, and a crack has emerged.
