I'm a god in the infinite game

After that, Hearts successfully introduced the little witch into the guild.

After Hearts and the Little Witch contacted for two or three times, he did not hesitate to include each other as a regular player in the next league, and began to focus on training. Before that, Hearts chatted with Phoebe once .

The place of the conversation was in a gloomy room full of wine-red quilts on the island, on a rainy afternoon.

"I was originally..." Heart's heart-poundingly beautiful face rarely revealed a trace of real weariness from laziness. He leaned on a chair as wide as a bed, with his feet curled up. On?, the long wine-red hair was sticking wetly from the side of the face to the slightly open heart, his tone? and eyes were both tranced and blurred, "I was planning to let you join the team."

Phoebe glanced at him and hit the nail on the head: "Have you gone to see your mother?"

She knew that Hongtao's mother was buried on another island far away from here. If Hongtao is like this, it can only mean that this guy went to visit his mother's grave before going to the island.

"Hmm." Heart obviously didn't want to talk about this topic, he avoided Phoebe's sight, his voice became calm again, and he shifted the topic back, "But the little witch is more suitable than you, yours There are overlaps in skills, and what you do is a bit too extreme, so it's not suitable for you to join the league so early. Can the little witch develop smoothly in all aspects, and she is more suitable for joining the team than you? Although she is still a novice with her ability, she can even take over the position of a tactician."

"I have no problem with being her substitute. She is very strong, and I should be her substitute." Phoebe looked at Hearts, her tone? Very direct, "Even you should be her substitute."

"You are too weak, not as likely to win as her as a tactician."

"You are not as strong as her."

Heart was silent for a while, then he raised his hand to cover his eyes, leaned back, and said in a hoarse voice, "...you are right."

"She is so young, she has experienced so many things, and she is so suspicious. In the midst of hatred, she is still calm, and has the will and confidence to protect others."

"...I don't know what else I can protect. Even your mother, my old friend, was saved by her."

"You're right, I really should be her substitute." Heart slowly lowered the palm covering? The leader of the guild, and the real tactician of this team."

"You asked her to be the guild leader?" Phoebe was keenly aware of something, "Then you want to leave the guild? Is that so, what are you going to do?"

Heart turned his head, he looked at the rain outside the island calmly, without answering.

That night, he came to his mother's grave again. This is a very remote small European village. Heart bought the whole village, but he didn't take care of the village. There was only his mother in the whole village. tomb.

It was raining heavily, and Heart held a black umbrella, standing silently in front of his mother's grave. After a long, long time, he squatted down, hugging his knees, like a child feeling cold Curling up, raising his head from his knees, he quietly looked at the picture on his mother's tomb with those purple eyes.

"I saw a very powerful little girl." He said softly, reaching out his hand to wipe away the water droplets on the photo, "It's even more powerful than the Phoebe I told you last time. She saved Rebekah."

"I want to give the guild to her."

"Phoebe is right, I am indeed weak, no matter how many [shields] I have to protect, I don't have the courage to bring you back to this world?"

Heart tone? Getting lighter.

Phoebe asked her a long time ago, why didn't she revive her own mother, obviously with the power of a guild? It can be done. At that time, Heart sat on the office chair and lost her mind for a moment, then smiled carelessly. Answer—death? Man also has a will.

Just resurrect the dead? Man, have you ever asked her if she still wants to live?If she lives in pain after resurrection and wants to die again, then you have to kill her again with your own hands?

—or to watch her kill herself again?

What about being resurrected?

In this world, there is still the Holy See, there is still the head of the arms dealer, or is there anything that can? Over his head, easily deprive her of her freedom from his hands, and entertain her beautiful existence? Ten years ago, he couldn't protect her, Ten years later, he also failed to protect the people who descended from the island.

As Rebekah had said goodbye to Phoebe's father before marrying him—what's the difference outside the island?

It's just a bigger island.

The only island free from the secular shackles, Sky City is still floating in the sky, raining continuously, and filled with the bloody smell left by the trial that year, this is the only place where he can "master and protect her".

But if she comes back to life, is he going to let her live like him for decades? This island is full of traces of hurting himself?

When he first entered the game, he was burned by anger and hatred. After gaining the ability to sanction the enemy, he tortured and judged the opponent repeatedly. In this extreme, powerful hatred, the enemy was tormented more than he would like to die At the same time, he gradually became tired.

Hearts began to feel a little empty and tired. Sometimes in the mirror, I saw that I had a somewhat similar face to that man—the man who led to the beginning of all this, his biological father—and would? Feeling an uncontrollable disgust.

Disgust, hatred, and exhaustion drained him. On the island, he lay alone in the velvet cloth listening to the rain, and the playing cards that once represented the settlers on the ground were scattered all over the floor.

Why? Why keep trying them, they've been convicted, why not kill them—Phoebe asked him—kill them and it's over.

He was always unwilling to give those people a relief so easily, so that they and his mother would all end up in the same end—death? Death? Will their souls after death? Talk about the freedom she finally got, It was also because of the note that the guest left him. He always regarded death as the best result for these people, but that day under Phoebe's questioning question, Heart thought for a while—if Really kill them? How?

After killing them, what am I going to do?

Heart asked herself very lightly.

Counting from that day, he has been on this island for 12 years.

He established the guild at the beginning? He wanted to become stronger, and he did become stronger as he wished. The whole world is his power, and he even has the strength to compete and confront the arms dealers. The guild? In the warehouse The daily flow of points has reached a terrifying level. In the early days, he was still a little bit excited about leaving the island. He became an actor as he wished in his childhood, showing himself to everyone, and he was once a genius. ? Really want to get what she said, without that kind of lustful compliment.

But the fact is that you can’t get it. The people he has contacted, from writing letters to fans in his studio for three years in a row, to saying that they believe in his acting skills? There are many kinds of investors who choose him, as long as he is willing, or ? As long as there is an extra meaning in his eyes, they are very willing to sleep with him.

Power, money, love, he has seen almost the top of these things, with a cold and tired attitude.

Does it really exist? Does what she said, just sincerely praise her beauty?Or is it just her watching? Wrong, there is actually an afterglow of desire in that person's eyes?

He has no wishes, no desires, no things to do, no places to go? He stays on the island day after day listening to the sound of heavy rain falling. I only like to use the [shield] to torture the opponent instead of taking the initiative to attack. What I do is like looking forward to the day when someone will suddenly kill me in the arena.

All of this came to an abrupt end after seeing the black bone whip on the player named Spade.

He can no longer remember the specific scene when he saw spades, as if he heard a thunderclap in a heavy rainy day, he almost stopped still, all his thoughts came together, and it was rare for him to sit up straight He straightened his body and stared blankly at the black bone whip that Spades wielded on the small TV.

"What's his name?" he heard himself ask.

Wang Shun replied respectfully: "Queen, he is the dark horse of this year."

"He doesn't have a name. He seems to have a code name called Spade."

[You can't call me by my real name, you can just call me by my code name, you can call me Spade. 】

What happened next was a matter of course. Hearts’ crazy pursuit of spades was understood as a matter of course? For the pursuit, he was rarely so enterprising, chasing spades all the way to No.2 in the league—but in fact it was only because ?This spade guy only sees the game and his opponent? If he didn't meet him on the field, he would never? Answer your question, would? Walk past you directly, as if he didn't look at it ? see you same.

After losing the game, Hearts stood in front of Spades, and the host asked them to shake hands, booing all the time, but Hearts never held out their hands.

Hearts looked at Spades, with almost no emotion in their eyes, with an expression that had been expected: "Who gave you your whip and code name?"

Not in this world? There is such a coincidence that it just happens to be right.

Spades replied: "I don't remember."

Heart was silent for a long time, but he still stretched out his hand? Then he raised his head, showing that impeccable lazy smile again: "It's very nice to meet you, and I hope to see you next time when I'm on the field."

"At that time, I hope you can remember the answer to your question."

Later, Phoebe entered the game, and the little witch joined the guild. After Hearts tried spades many times to no avail, he got lazy again and began to let go of his rights in the guild, letting the little witches take over one by one. ?.

"So? What are you going to do?" It was rare for Phoebe to find Hearts alone, and she stared at him. "You let go? So soon, the little witch will take over by the end of this year? The King's Guild? Are you leaving the guild? do what?"

Heart was silent for a long time, and then said irrelevantly: "Go to the outside of the island."

His eyes were half down, and he laughed loosely: "After going to the dance, no one wants to sleep with me?"

Phoebe was silent for a moment—hearts almost never went off the island except for essential things, and he loathed the island as much as he loathed the island.

"With your face, this kind of place doesn't exist." Phoebe replied bluntly.

——Heart's favorite dance is "Dance of Sevenfold Veil". Growing up on this island of love and lust, even the cracks in the bones are filled with the breath of bewitching.

"Well, I know." Hearts replied lazily, with a smile on his face, and a sigh in his tone, as if he was immersed in memories, "I only skipped the other party once? To me, I just admire the dance, I have been waiting for that guest for ten years, and even the guild was named after him."

"And then never saw it a second time."

"I've been looking for him for a long time..." Heart held his chin, the candlelight flickered beside his face, and his long eyelashes cast shadows on? information."

"Think about it." Phoebe said lightly, "Maybe he's dead already?"

Heart laughed for a moment, then fell silent again: "This may be a good ending for him."

"That guest... really yearns for death."

The ominous premonition in Phoebe's heart expanded. She looked at Heart's face, which was mesmerizing even if she was contemplating in the candlelight, and guessed what the other person was thinking almost in an instant. A little coldly asked Heart: "So?... You also think death is good because of him, don't you?"

"So? You left the guild? To die? Yes?"

"At the beginning... when he said he wanted to die, I really couldn't accept it. I even wanted to kill... the people who wanted to kill him." Heart said softly, "But after so long, Now that I think about what he said, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.”

"To me, it's all boring, and I don't need to bring her back to this boring and dirty world."

"—Death? Death might be a good ending."

"Even if you go to hell after you die, it might be cleaner than the island I'm staying on now."

Heart tilted his head slightly, his dull purple eyes reflected the faint light of the candle, raised his hand and casually fiddled with the candle wick, and the candle went out.

So there was no light on the island.

The rain outside the window is harsh.

A few months before the league was about to start, something happened suddenly, and Phoebe was the first to notice that something was wrong with the little witch.

She knew that the little witch's heart knot was Liu Huai, that cowardly and incompetent man, but the guild controlled Liu Huai very well, although the little witch always silently "looked" at Liu Huai, who was a little confused after being controlled. ?It doesn't sound like you agree with them, but it doesn't stop them from doing it.

For a timid, incompetent and weak person like Liu Huai, such strict control may also be a kind of protection.

Phoebe doesn't like Liu Huai, it can even be said to be disgusting. Although her view of the weak has changed, she doesn't like Liu Huai, a weak person who has no faith and is keen on betrayal.

She was sure that Liu Huai would?become?the weakness of the little witch, and she felt that Heart's opinion was also consistent with hers—otherwise, this guy wouldn't have come up with an operation to train a brother in the reserve group.

But Phoebe scoffed at the maneuver.

"If a person's core desire can be easily replaced or transferred, then it is not the core." Phoebe hit the nail on the head, with disgust in her words, "And these brothers you are looking for are too low-quality, the little witch won't be easily transferred. For these people."

Heart smiled noncommittally, and he asked her: "Then what do you think is a high-quality brother for the little witch?"

"To understand her thoughts to a certain extent, support what she wants to do, and make her empathize successfully, the similarity with Liu Huai in appearance is a must, and similarity in experience is also necessary, such as teaching her There are many things, I believe in her ability..." Phoebe raised her eyes, "In the end, it's best to be as cowardly as Liu Huai, so that she can have a protective desire."

The smile on Heart's face gradually dissipated.

Phoebe said nonchalantly, "Heart, I don't believe you didn't realize that the little witch has similar complex feelings towards you to Liu Huai."

"You are the most suitable [brother] candidate for her."

"You only need to use the skill on the little witch once, and you will become Liu Huai in her eyes. You and her brother are not only identical in appearance, but also in character and role in her current experience. Similarly, with your means, you can completely replace Liu Huai's position in the little witch's heart psychologically. After Liu Huai's weakness is replaced by you, the little witch can become stronger and more stable... ..."

The tone of Hearts faded: "Enough."

Phoebe looked into Heart's eyes: "Since you are determined to let the little witch overcome Liu Huai's weakness, why don't you want to lie to her yourself?"

"Obviously you are the most suitable person."

"In person?" Heart looked at Phoebe with a half-smile, "I'm in her eyes, but 【Queen】how can she accept me as her brother?"

Phoebe raised her eyes: "Heart, it's useless to escape."

"You are a man. From this point of view, you are also suitable to be her [brother]."

"You've done all the bad things, procrastinating like this will only be counterproductive, don't be a vicious and cowardly person in power? Heart."

"Okay, this is the end of the discussion on this matter." Hearts restrained his expression, his eyelashes drooping, "You go out first, I will think about it."

Phoebe paused for a moment, pushed open the office door and left. Hearts sat alone in the chair and remained silent for a long time before she slowly opened the drawer under his desk. He took out the photo in the drawer, put it on the table.

Heart slowly lowered her head, resting her head on the desktop, burying it in her elbow, looking at the photo of his mother's bright smile, her voice was too soft to be heard:

"...I hate being a man to lie to her, to win her trust."

"Would this? Make me think of you."

"...So? I asked someone else to do this." Heart slowly lowered his head, and he laughed suddenly twice, "Phoebe's evaluation is really on point, I'm really cowardly and vicious ..."

"But I really..."

"I don't want to lie to Jiayi."