Before Vili could speak, Chu Lai jumped up in anger.
"What do you mean? You want to take my wife away right in front of me?"
With that, a flash of cold light appeared in his hand.
Xie Liqi had probably used healing items, as all his injuries had disappeared. Therefore, he simply dodged Chu Lai's attack with a light touch.
The two had fought before and were well aware of each other's strength.
Chu Lai can freely modify the game's code to create a favorable environment for himself, but he lacks combat experience and is not good at direct armed conflict.
Xie Liqi is agile and often relies on his combat instincts to dodge attacks one after another. Once he finds a slight opening, he will bite down like a shark that has smelled blood.
For a time, neither of them could gain the upper hand over the other.
Vili leaned against the railing, holding an umbrella as he watched the fight between the two.
However, in the next second, he suddenly felt his clothes being tugged at the back.
Vili: ?
He turned his head and was met with a charmingly smiling face.
Vili turned around and looked down.
"This is the fourth floor, how did you climb up?"
Castin gripped the railing for balance, the wind whipping his coat and outlining his lean frame beneath his white shirt.
Despite standing on an unusually narrow edge, seemingly about to fall at any moment, he showed no sign of tension. He even gripped the railing with one hand while raising the other to wave to Willy.
"Hi."
Vili stood on tiptoe, cradling the umbrella in the crook of his arm, while resting his arm on the railing, cupping his face in his hands as he looked at the person in front of him.
He rolled his cunning eyes and laughed.
"Do you want to come up?"
As he spoke, Willie extended a finger and pointed it condescendingly at Castin's forehead.
His strength wasn't great, but Castin felt that if his answer didn't meet the boy's expectations, he would be easily pushed down and smashed to pieces in the next second.
And such an image... made his blood boil; that slightly cool hand seemed to grip his heart, an electric current surged through his nerve endings, making him—
Extremely excited.
At this moment, that finger transformed into the muzzle of a gun pointed directly at his brow.
Castin chuckled softly and tilted his head back without resistance.
"That depends on your preference."
Vili nodded in approval at his pragmatism.
"Hand over the props."
“That…” He tilted his head and thought for a moment, “the holy bottle that seals the evil god.”
"You gave it to me yourself, are you going to take it back so soon?"
Vili applied slight pressure with his fingertips.
"Stop talking nonsense, I'll let you..."
However, just as he was talking to Castin, the battle between Xie Liqi and Chu Lai had come to an end. The bright red umbrella in Vili's hand was suddenly knocked away, spinning and landing on the ground, splashing water everywhere.
At the same time, he was tackled to the ground by the young man, but the back of his head was firmly protected by a strong hand, and he was unharmed.
"Thank you period—!"
Chu Lai's voice was almost a roar, his eyes burning with rage, his glasses already shattered on the ground, and a sharp wound on his brow bone, from which blood dripped.
The victor of this battle was far more wretched than he was.
Xie Liqi had a deep cut on the side of his neck, from which blood gushed out, even soaking his clothes.
Chu Lai showed no mercy, but Xie Liqi was absolutely willing to risk his life.
"You're insane!"
"Cough cough..."
Faced with such comments, Xie Liqi remained unmoved. He tried to speak, but was choked by the blood in his throat.
He took a white bandage out of his game backpack, wrapped it around his neck with one hand, and the bleeding finally stopped.
His other hand still held Vili firmly in place.
"Come with me."
He repeated it again.
Castin had already climbed over the railing, but after taking only two steps forward, he was met with a glare from Xie Liqi, so he pretended to be docile and raised his hands to back away.
"I didn't do anything."
"Speaking of which, you should be thanking me for telling you..."
"Shut up!"
Vili could feel that when Xie Liqi said this, the fingers around him tightened suddenly with great force.
Meanwhile, Chu Lai pursed his lips and quietly tightened the chains made of data.
"Am I some kind of rag doll that you all keep fighting over?"
Surprisingly, in this tense atmosphere, the first person to speak was Willie.
His tone was displeased, and his damp hair obscured his eyes and brows in the shadows, revealing a cold and aloof demeanor.
The first thing he did was to tear off the chains on his hands without hesitation.
He's tired of this kind of game.
“Villie…”
Chu Lai's face was deathly pale. Through the blurry rain, he stared intently at Vili and called his name properly for the first time.
The boy didn't look at him, but instead broke free from the embrace of the person behind him.
You've gotten my clothes dirty.
"……sorry."
Xie Liqi tried to stop him, but all the strength in his body seemed to be drained away with Willy's movements. He collapsed to the ground and could only mutter this sentence.
Castin stood to the side with his arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips.
Vili glanced at him and snorted coldly.
He stood up and patted his clothes, and in an instant, the mud and dirt disappeared, leaving his clothes dry and new.
He didn't even bother picking up the umbrella again; he simply snapped his fingers, and the fine rain seemed to encounter some kind of barrier, automatically circling around him, unable to touch him at all.
After thinking for a moment, Willy conjured up another chair and sat in the center of the triangular group of three.
He was facing the period of gratitude.
Why should I go with you?
The protagonist was the one who seemed the most normal among everyone, but after a short while, he changed completely.
Thinking about it, Willie looked at Castin.
What did he say to you?
It's finally here.
Xie Liqi felt as if all the blood in his body had frozen, his soul detached from his body, unable to settle down, yet there was also a sense of peace and tranquility, as if the dust had finally settled.
He opened his mouth, silently awaiting judgment.
“Vili, I…I didn’t know you were one of the Butcher’s men.”
In his memory, there was never such a vivid young boy. The so-called butcher's henchman was nothing more than a blurry silhouette, whose life and appearance were insignificant, an irrelevant NPC whom he wouldn't even glance at.
He dissected the cold corpse, took out the beating heart, and offered it on the altar without hesitation.
But after Castin finished speaking, it was as if a heavy hammer had struck the back of his head. The blurry figure suddenly became clear. He was kneeling on the ground, looking down at his blood-soaked hands.
Before him lay Vili's corpse.
He had thought about it countless times in his mind: why had he never heard of Vili's name in his previous life? Who had buried him in this dark game?
But now he finally understands—
He himself was the one who killed his lover.
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