When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 439

Chapter 439: Chapter 340: The Baptism of Growth Chapter 439: Chapter 340: The Baptism of Growth “Don’t you find this absurd?”

Hayna’s eyes widened as she retorted.

“…What’s absurd?”

Sherlock was even startled for a mont before finally realizing what Hayna was referring to: “Oh, I see.

It’s fine now.”

“Objectively speaking,” Aiwass chid in from the side, “that is, based on the objective conditions of Avalon and Star Antimony.

This developnt isn’t entirely impossible.”

“But in the future that I encountered, Avalon was already in chaos!

Decaying dark magic perated the earth, crops could no longer grow, famine had been ongoing for several years, and the Round Table Hall had completely fallen into ruin and beco a joke, and the Supervisory Bureau had turned into rubble.

The corpses of animals and plants were corrupted by the power of shadows and rose again.

Souls couldn’t enter the Dream Realm for reincarnation but were instead trapped by the magic on the ground.

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Those shadowy ghosts had at least the third energy level, attacking everyone indiscriminately…”

Hayna even sped up her speech noticeably.

It was as though she was a madwoman who had seen the true future, desperately, and alone, recounting a future no one would believe…

“Don’t hurry, don’t be in a rush.”

Aiwass helplessly reached out and held the increasingly agitated Hayna: “We’re not saying we don’t believe…”

…The only problem was that Hayna was actually the last one to know about any of this.

If Aiwass hadn’t awakened his past life mories and did nothing, this would be Avalon’s future.

Sherlock had so much investigative data and secret information from influential figures at hand.

With his intelligence and wisdom, he must have already guessed this kind of future—this was also the reason why he initially treated Isabel so poorly.

Maybe he didn’t know as many details as Hayna did, but he surely had guessed the future direction of Avalon.

In the original ga, he didn’t react much to it; and when Aiwass vaguely ntioned it at the bishop’s ho before, he just humd and ended the topic.

Sherlock’s loyalty to Her Majesty the Queen had made him ready to give his all and die without regrets.

That was not loyalty to Avalon or the Avalonian royal family, but solely to Her Majesty the Queen alone.

As for Lily, she didn’t care about those things at all.

Besides, she was the one who had personally experienced “how far the Round Table Hall had fallen”—her own father was a minister of the Round Table Hall, a spy who colluded with the Star Antimony people; Aiwass and Lily had just executed him not long before.

— Speaking of which, Hayna actually didn’t know about this.

Because the death of Minister Drost in Avalon was actually top secret—he had to “stay alive” to be aningful.

In this way, they could continuously extract various “confessions” from the void, keeping those people in a state of fear and unease.

Maintaining such political pressure made it easier for those people to show their flaws.

“Why don’t you start by telling us,” Aiwass said softly, “what you experienced and foresaw in that ‘future’?

Or rather, what was the specific content of the ritual you participated in this ti?”

“…It’s quite long,”

Hayna cald down a bit, rubbing her temples with a touch of distress: “My mory is almost a blur now…

but this ti the dream was very long, extrely long—I could have been there for over a month, possibly two or three months.”

“Can it last that long?”

Aiwass was sowhat surprised.

“Yes,” Hayna nodded, still showing traces of fear, “in that future, I was an Inspector of the Supervisory Bureau…

but in that future, people no longer believed in Inspectors.

My mission was very simple…

it was ‘to protect the civilians,’ but even such a simple task…”

She faltered, her words catching in her throat.

Aiwass sat quietly by her side, waiting for her to slowly calm down.

anwhile, Lily ca over and gently embraced her, whispering words of comfort.

But Hayna was, after all, a strong Knight.

She didn’t cry in Lily’s arms, but instead composed herself in less than ten seconds.

“At first, there were twenty-eight civilians I found.

I rember each of their faces.

They were very distrustful of and full of hostility.

It took a very long ti to gain their trust…

It wasn’t until I was exhausted from a battle with those monsters that they slowly began to believe in .

It was then that I realized what had happened to that world…”

Aiwass noticed that Hayna had subconsciously referred to fragnts of the Dreamland as “another world.”

He quite liked this reaction.

It ant that deep down, she hadn’t treated those fabricated semblances of souls as re shadows or ghosts but as real people.

Even though, strictly speaking, this was sowhat naive and foolish.

But just as Aiwass liked puppies and kittens, he also liked friends who could trust from the bottom of their hearts—even though his contact with Hayna wasn’t extensive.

“I don’t know what the others’ missions were, but I was t with betrayal,”

Hayna said through gritted teeth, “I rember that person—his codena was ‘Pastry Chef.’ When I heard this codena, I thought he must be a good person, or he wouldn’t have chosen sothing so soft and sweet…

But just when I trusted him and brought him into our gathering place as a teammate…

that’s when the civilians began to disappear.

“By the ti the tenth person disappeared, I finally realized he was gathering materials for the ritual.

He mocked for trusting him so easily and attacked with a ritual that shredded the tenth person into pieces right in front of .

She was a mother of a girl who had prepared porridge for that morning.

She had even considered taking her daughter to the Iris Flower to learn music…”

“It was only then…

that I truly understood what the New Moon Ritual ant.

“I was furious, but anger was of no use.

I couldn’t possibly defeat a ritualist who was fully prepared—especially not while protecting those people.

In the end, I only escaped because those people covered for …

And by the ti I staggered to a safe location, out of the twenty-eight, only six were left.”

“—I will always rember their nas,”

Hayna said earnestly.

Her words were sincere and fiery, the fists clenched in her hands gripped a tangible rage.

“If I ever et him in reality…

I will teach him a lesson,”

“What kind of lesson specifically?”

Aiwass suddenly interjected with a query.

Hayna was silent for a while, then spoke seriously, “I would kill him.”

This girl, who, when threatening soone in the past, would at most say “I will arrest you”…

was now clearly stating with her sober will, in a very serious tone, her desire to kill soone, not out of a heated head.

Aiwass smiled with satisfaction and nodded slightly.

It was much better to grow within a dream than to truly lose sothing in reality and then co to an awakening.

“Very well,”

he said calmly, “You have indeed grown.

Alright, I’ll do you this favor.”

“…What?” Hayna didn’t catch on.

“I will help you find him, and then let you kill him,”

Aiwass sat on the edge of the bed, murmuring softly with a smile, “This will be your baptism, and it signifies that you are on the path to maturity.

Few people have the chance to use the person who awakened them as the offering, but the nature of that is ultimately different.

The one who truly angered you should be ended by your own hands.

That is the aning of strength.”

Sherlock, who was nearby, always felt as if Aiwass was akin to a devil sowing temptation at that mont.

His expression beca exceptionally complicated.

But in the end, he did not stop Aiwass.

Forget it, let him do as he pleases…