The Queen Villainess Eavesdrops on My Heart and Won’t Let Me Slack Off

Chapter 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 her 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 a quite 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 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 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. Octavia was not worried about the danger at all, just curious that who was he.

She thought, which good best friend is this here to show off her newly mastered disguise magic?

Roger praised the Eternal Night Queen's sharp and calm response.

Otherwise, if she shouted that there was an assassin, or even worse, ended her 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 do a disguise to your level!"

Octavia interrupted him, with the words "Friends, can you say something reliable?"

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 job in 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!"

Octavia asked in a rude tone even for his wife, "Your Majesty? Don't you tell me that I will be a queen in the future?"

"Not at all."

"Scared me."

"You are the Eternal Night Queen 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 'Eternal Night Queen', and the result must 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.

Octavia was a little forced to believe the truth of Roger's words, but he still couldn't figure it out, "How could I be named Eternal Night? I must be the Queen of Sunshine... No, be the Queen How tiring, I'll be a little princess, isn't it delicious?"

Roger sighed quietly.

The Eternal Night Queen when she was a girl was a bastard 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, he 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 already thought.

Helping her to save her inner demons, but ending her momentary happiness in advance, so that 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, an imperial empress splits an illusory me. She must have encountered a very dangerous, powerful, and incredible enemy. You can come to save me is also taking a great risk and trying to 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 Octavia's inference.

She also thought of a lot of rhetorics to convince her to believe in herself and understand the current situation.

As a result, with limited information, people have guessed the current predicament.

Is she such a smart little princess because she was too strong to use her brain later, and as a result, her intelligence deteriorated and she became green?

Roger calmed down his groaning state of mind. The little princess is not bad, at least she can save a lot of salivae.

He stood up and looked at Octavia in a hunting suit seriously, "So, is Your Majesty ready to face the cruel reality?"

Octavia Shelley, the little princess Green Vines in the center of gravity, stood up, looked at him with a 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 king, do your best to avoid losing everything.

But don't be afraid of loneliness, because this time, I will accompany you to welcome the curtain!

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 executes according to those memories, Roger is not necessarily the real fourth prince in history, but he must be the fourth prince who cannot find flaws in the memory of the Queen of Eternal Night.

Sure enough, Octavia looked at Roger, more shocked than hearing that he 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.

Until now, 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 he must kill the fourth brother himself to break the illusion, it only shows one possibility:

She killed her fourth brother.

Although he couldn't imagine or dared not think about the circumstances under which he 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 Octavia, "I'm sorry too, but there are always things that only you can do, and you can't escape. fate."

At this time, Octavia was still a flower in the 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 the eldest brother, the glory belongs to the second brother, and the wisdom belongs to the third brother. Fourth brother, our happy hunting, Playing games, attending dances, and being a waste will be fine. Or you 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 is perfect.

Roger couldn't help but be saddened by her.

He suddenly thought of himself in capital blood night, and said something similar to the queen, right?

Fate is reincarnated, and I never imagined that one day it would be the little princess who didn't become an empress.

So, what she said to herself 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!"

Octavia 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 wall dong.

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:

"The 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 being driven to a desperate situation by fate can only choose that way, and taking the initiative to choose requires courage and determination. After all, there is a difference.

She was so sad that she was almost suffocating, like loudly complaining about the injustice of fate.

But she couldn't make a sound, and it was useless to accuse Roger, because she was just a sad phantom, and no amount of anger could change the settled pawn.

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 and knows what she has done, she will be angry, right?

However, she doesn'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 was 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 own life with your own hands. You are bringing everyone's hope towards a future that everyone recognizes. "

"Everyone... do you agree?" Octavia raised his head, the sealed memory loosened a little, and sadness and longing that he didn't understand at the moment flowed through his 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 about the city wall, but this time he could hug her tightly and support her with his warmth.

He seemed to feel 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 it. Because what everyone wants to see most is not that the Green Vines will survive in the world, that the queen is invincible in the world, and that it is not that the enemy bows his head to the court, but that our little Ao is happy and alive. The way she wants...

Even if this appearance wasn't her original intention, who says that her original intention must be the best? The original intention has changed, it is not necessarily a fail. 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.

Octavia closed his 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.

Octavia 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 her chest and sank into her 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.