Chapter 100 Welcome back, His Highness Remiel is running...

Remiel is running.

I lay on his back, my head covered by the hat, and the hot breath I exhaled was dry and hot. Remiel spoke to me anxiously, fearing that I would faint.

I checked the settings of this body and confirmed that today was the day I was leaving. All that was left was to set up the corresponding voice and it would respond in the appropriate scenario. It was very smart.

This is the right thing to do, but it seems a bit cruel in this case.

"I feel fine, brother, can we go back?"

I asked, hoping to spend as much time as possible with each other. But Remiel took this as a sign of giving up, and his voice suddenly became tearful.

"It's okay, it's okay! I'll take you to see a doctor now!"

I felt him stumble and nearly fall to the ground. The boy stabilized himself in time, and snowflakes fell all over his hair. I reached out to brush off the snow and whispered to him.

"Brother, tell me a story."

"... a long, long time ago."

Remiel took a deep breath, and his voice was a little unclear.

"There was a prince. He loved hunting, but he was a man of principle. He would release any pregnant fox and cubs he encountered. Then one day, a fox that had given birth to cubs found him."

"'Thank you, kind prince, for letting me go earlier. I want to repay your kindness.'

"I have three children, one is called power, one is called love, and one is called family affection. You can choose one from them. In 10 years, I will come here again. By then, you can exchange them.'"

"So saying, the fox left, leaving only a fox named Love by the king's side..."

Remiel tried to tell me all kinds of stories, racking his brains and using his words. I had heard all of them before. He had told them to me again and again in the evening when the curtains fell. On those nights when the moon was high in the sky, we cuddled together and the stories flowed through my ears like water.

The prince chose love, and he met a beautiful princess. They had a child, but the family was in turmoil. Ten years later, he chose family affection, but he lost his throne and became a wanderer. Finally, he chose power, and all those who loved him left him, leaving only the power of the empire. On the last day of his life, the fox visited him again, and the king begged her to take everything back: "It turns out that everything can be grasped by my own hands."

He told me many stories, penetrating our shared memories. From the falling leaves in early autumn to the wild flowers blooming in the corners of the wall in spring, Remiel tried his best to make me happy. I hugged his neck and whispered, "Brother, I have something to ask of you."

"What do you want? Whether it's the moon or the stars in the sky, I will pick them for you."

"You've become glib."

"If it makes you feel better."

I have never heard so many nice words from him.

"If you weren't there, there would be nothing in the world that I would care about. I want to protect you well. One day I will take you to see the vast wilderness and the surging sea. I will let you know everything in the world that is worth loving. See the most beautiful scenery in the world. I want to go with you and only want to go with you, so you must be well, okay?"

"My brother made it sound like we were going to be separated forever."

His back muscles tightened noticeably. I patted his arm gently and sensed a great sense of uneasiness from his action. Perhaps this uneasiness will continue for a very long time, until the day he dies or this body dies.

I asked him if he could turn around and hug me, and Remiel carefully placed me under the eaves, and reached out to hug me tightly. I pressed my forehead against his, and his forehead was as cold as ice.

"Brother, what is your wish?"

Tell me, and I promise to do it.

This may be the only time I can ask him this. Not as a god or a son, not requiring him to pray or give everything.

Remiel raised his wet eyes and looked at me earnestly: "I only have one wish."

"I don't care what the world will become or whether the sun and moon will rise tomorrow. I don't care how things change or where they go."

"...I just want to be with you forever."

Snow fell on both of us, and Remiel put his hands to protect my head. He said in a paranoid tone: "I want to be with a sister who will wait for me to come home on rainy days and cook me hot soup, a sister who will be greedy and ask me to take a bite when smoking jerky, a sister who will take care of me when I have a fever, a sister who will lie in front of the fire with me and listen to my stories... I just want to be with you like this forever."

"I will never abandon you, you are my most important sister. Don't leave me.."

His tears fell on me like pearls. I touched his cheek and whispered, "Brother, you will definitely become a hero."

His face gradually blurred in my vision, and I spoke in a calm and confident voice.

"The world will stand by your side and sing your name. Everyone will be amazed and delighted, just because they see you. In the midst of pain, you will be the one who brings tenderness and hope."

These things were destined to happen, and I had already seen what would happen in the past from the future.

Remiel's voice was unusually hoarse, and he kept crying as he said to me over and over again: "Please, you must survive. Mom and Dad are gone. If you leave too, how can I survive?"

"I won't die, I swear to you."

I put my hands over his ears, which is a very rude thing to do in custom. Even the closest relatives should not touch the ears of others, which symbolizes terror and conquest.

But I just wanted to keep him as warm as possible, even if my hands were equally cold.

Of course his sister would not die here, but after today, her amnesia would become more serious until she became blind and fell into a deep sleep.

After this, he will walk into the filth of the church alone and face the bloody storm. One day, we will meet again, but he will not find out that it is his sister. I sighed softly in my heart, and my consciousness withdrew from this body, floating in the air.

The blue data stream flashed, and everything around it fell apart. The blue torrent rushed straight into the sky, and finally turned into a pure white.

I opened my eyes and saw layers of veils hanging down, and it felt like a lifetime ago.

The man standing in the room had his back to me and was putting flowers in the vase. Hearing the sound, he turned around, revealing a young and handsome face.

Looking into those blue eyes,

I opened my eyes, but did not appear in the tall building.

The Holy Son was obvious. The Holy Son influenced him to say to me respectfully, and I subconsciously opened my mouth: "Brother..."

He stopped abruptly before he could utter the second word, but he couldn't take back the word he had already said.

Remiel was stunned.

I was sweating profusely and forced to change the subject: "...So it's you, what time is it now?"

The blond knight stared at me for a long moment before answering, "You've been asleep for three months."

I:"???"

"Three months!?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I realized something was wrong. My body was weaker than ever before. Even though the power of glory was still sufficient, the divine power had disappeared without a trace.

I tried several times, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath.

That’s right, I can only use the magic of the Glorious Church now.

*

During the time I was unconscious, a lot of changes took place in the game.

I opened the player forums, read the posts, and had to believe that the problem had become huge.

[Is there anyone who can quit the game? Why can't I leave the game? ]

[Help! I can't contact my friend. He had formed a team to fight the Death God's Kingdom dungeon, and now the whole team is missing! ]

[How can anyone still play the Kingdom of God dungeon at this time? I'm really impressed by you guys. Think about how to leave this game now! ]

All the original jokes and joking posts disappeared, leaving only large amounts of complaints and fear. I pieced together the key information. From this version update, players can no longer quit.

People outside were completely unaware of this, and the game was still running normally, so more and more people logged in and more and more people were trapped in the game.

At first, some people thought that they could leave as long as they conquered the Kingdom of Death. So a large number of players formed teams to challenge the Kingdom of Death, but they were defeated.

Many people even lost contact with their friends, with no one seeing them alive or dead. Apart from the friend page that was still lit, there was no more news.

With the accumulation of tense emotions, the mentality of all players is on the verge of exploding.

As more and more people were slaughtered, the evil gods grew stronger. The beast gods came out of nowhere and became powerful. The goddess of nature was besieged, and the elves returned to their hometowns to resist the invading enemies. The dark god Kazhuo stood by the revived god of death without hesitation and became his helper. The dark believers and the new god of death believers ravaged the earth, and the original order was in jeopardy.

I realized very clearly that no one could be immune to this crisis. The storm of fate was raging. I was the first to be caught up in it. If I didn't stop Xia Pingan, who could stop him?

I closed the player forum and looked at the knight standing beside the bed. He looked at me quietly, and I tried to catch some emotions from his eyes, but failed.

Maybe he didn't sense anything wrong? Even if he called me brother, so what? I am the Son of Light now. Can't I feel the warmth from him like a brother?

I gathered my thoughts and asked him, "Where are the others?"

"Odysseus led the elves back to the forest to fight against the followers of the God of Death. Sean went out to handle the rituals related to the God of Beasts, and Neil and other glorious dragons dealt with the affairs of the followers of darkness."

Remiel knew them all by heart. During the time I was asleep, they in this world were still working hard.

My eyes fell on him: "Have you been taking care of me all this time?"

He nodded, and I whispered a thank you. Remiel looked at me for a long time, then stepped back and knelt on one knee. The red velvet cape fell from his shoulders, and he lowered his head, his voice gentle and sincere.

"This is what I should do. Welcome back, Your Highness."