I Will Rewrite Your Fate

"..."

Silence, a long silence.

Flying Squirrel opened his mouth several times, but closed it immediately. I wanted to move a few times, but then let go of my hand sullenly.

Xie Ming just stood there, quietly waiting for Flying Squirrel's answer. This little time for thinking can still be given to him.

Yes, Flying Squirrel was very entangled, so entangled that even the undead's compulsive calming skills could not suppress his ups and downs for a while. The news Xie Ming brought to him was even greater than when he knew he was crossing.

The awakening of the outer god, the passing of the player, the bondage of the soul, the choice of life and death...

Even if these things are put on a saint, it is impossible to make a decision easily. What's more, before he crossed over, he was just a busy salesman?

But he is now more than just a salesman.

He is the supreme of the tomb of Nazarick and the master of many guardians. Every sentence, every action, and every judgment he makes can't be just for his own consideration. He must consider it for the entire tomb of Nazarick.

Even if you know, the behavior of these guardians are just mass-produced souls made by Chaos Disc. But they are also children created by their own guild partners.

Do you want to leave them behind, just like your guild companions?

No, this alone is absolutely impossible for him.

Then live in this world with the guardians, wait until the chaotic disc is broken, and everyone will die together?

He doesn't want to die yet...

Choosing to stay in this world means choosing responsibility and death. Choosing to return to the modern society where you lived is to choose to escape and to survive.

After all, what is so good about modern society?

Why do those players who have crossed over, six god-tier, eight desire king... they all want to return to their original world?

Flying Squirrel was in the original world, with both parents dead and no friends. After doing business every day, after returning home tiredly, there was no one waiting for him. Only the empty and cold room brings him only loneliness.

In the game YGGDRASIL, he met friends with the same interests from the Internet, met a respectable master, and met a partner who worked hard together.

This big tomb of Nazarick, this guild of ‘Ainz Ul Christine’, in his opinion, is the crystallization of the friendship between himself and his guild companions, and it is the rope that connects them together.

In the end, he was the only one who dragged the rope and did not loosen it.

Companions, all have their own lives. They gave up the crystallization of this friendship, and also gave up the bond between them.

But after coming to this world, he gained a new bond.

Although the guardians are not correct in their three views, flying squirrels can really see the shadows of their companions from them.

Before, it was the companions who gave up their bondage. Now, do you want to give up the bond between yourself and the guardians just like your companions?

No, that's not right.....

For others, the Tomb of Nazarick is indeed a guild established with friends, but it is not that important. Because, after all, this is just a game.

Maybe in which day or place, everyone will meet again, maybe.

Such a unilateral belief that the companions gave up, just imposed their own ideas on them.

The most correct choice should be to follow Mr. Xie Ming's words and return to your own world. But ah...

"What's right, just let it die."

Flying Squirrel raised his head, and strange emotions flashed in his red pupils.

It was firmness, consciousness, and it was formerly known as Suzuki Satoru. The player was named Flying Squirrel. At this time, the supreme commander of Nazarick, named Ainz Ul Kung, made it once in a lifetime, self-willed.

His name is Ainz Ul Christine! He is responsible to these guardians!

"Mr. Xie Ming, thank you very much for telling me these things."

Flying Squirrel clenched his fists and said seriously: "But I'm very sorry, I don't want to return to my world. This world, where they are, is where I belong."

"So, in order for us to survive, I will avenge my gratitude."

Looking at Naako who was always smiling playfully, Flying Squirrel stretched out his hand: "Hand over that disc, woman!"

"Hey?"

Naiyazi was taken aback, then glanced left and right, and finally pointed to himself: "Are you talking to me?"

"certainly!"

On the flying squirrel, the magical breath began to surge wildly.

"I asked you to give me that disc!"

"....... He is serious.... He is serious.... He is really serious!? Puff~"

"To shut up."

Xie Ming coldly glanced at Naiyazi who was about to laugh, and then looked at Flying Squirrel: "Flying Squirrel, you should understand what kind of behavior you are doing."

"Your soul, and the souls of other players who have passed through, belong to the same operating system in the Chaos Disk. If you want these souls to return to the body in the original world, then all souls are indispensable."

"This is indispensable, there are two ways. One is that all souls are complete, and the other..."

"Just to exclude and obliterate my soul, this is also a kind of integrity."

Flying Squirrel said lightly: "Of course I understand, Mr. Xie Ming. I have also played YGGDRASIL for 12 years. I still understand some basic principles."

"So, you made this choice after you understood everything, right."

"Ah, yes."

"That's it..."

Xie Ming looked at Flying Squirrel deeply, then closed his eyes. When I opened it again, there was only peace in his pupils.

"Then you can block everything you have and get it, flying squirrel."

"..." Flying Squirrel glanced at Xie Ming suspiciously: "What do you mean?"

"Isn't it very common in the game? Players block up precious equipment for a duel."

With a smile, Xie Ming pointed his cane at Flying Squirrel: "Don't you think that the situation at this time is the same?"

"You want to survive, so you must get the chaos disc in our hands."

"I, want to send the players back to the original world. So you must, you must be killed here."

"So, let us understand this matter in a player's way."

"You, bet on your life. I, bet on the Chaos Disk. Let's have a PVP contest."

Xie Ming said calmly: "If you defeat or kill me, you can take away the Chaos Disk. But if I win, you will be annihilated by me."

"The entire tomb of Nazarick will be completely destroyed. The mass-produced souls in your guardians will also be scrapped."

"Take everything you have, come and try to defeat, kill me, flying squirrel."

"This is the only way you want to live with your guardians in this world."

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