The Villain’s Cheat Code: When a Gamer Becomes the Evil God’s Sidekick-Chapter 390
Aurelianne opened her eyes groggily.
The sky outside was already covered with a layer of darkness.
Starlight, like animated silver studs, adorned it, flickering with faint radiance.
Clearly, it was deep into the night.
She opened her eyes, looking at the girlish furniture decorations around her, and couldn't help but sigh in relief.
Beside her pillow lay a somewhat worn doll that seemed to have undergone countless repairs.
Ever since Aurelianne arrived at Grand Duke Balo's domain, she had spent every night in this new yet familiar place.
Sleeping here always brought her a sense of warm comfort.
Gazing at the bright moon hanging high outside the window, she truly couldn't remember what time it was now.
In the end, she must have succeeded, right...?
Aurelianne closed her eyes, recalling the scene where she had summoned a Tier-5 magic dragon in the depths of the Ganta Prison.
Honestly, she herself wasn't clear on how she had managed to do it.
She only remembered that at that time, a very special voice had resonated in her heart.
After that, what did she do again?
Hmm... she forgot.
But Aurelianne still remembered standing on the magic dragon's back, controlling it to wreak havoc everywhere.
And at the end... Teacher Viktor had returned.
Due to the overwhelming fatigue, she somehow fell asleep.
Wait, she didn't fall asleep on Teacher Viktor, did she?
At this thought, her body stiffened slightly.
But then, a sensation came over her, making her forget about this matter.
No, she needed to go to the bathroom.
She sat up, supporting herself with her right hand on the furniture, struggling to stand.
But suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her right wrist.
"That hurts..."
Aurelianne lowered her head to look at her wrist.
How strange.
Where did this wound come from?
A black scab had formed over the wound, with fine traces of blood around it.
It wasn't bandaged, but it seemed to be healing quickly.
By the looks of it, the wound would heal by tomorrow.
It's just that her body was really too weak, and she couldn't use much strength in her right hand.
For the next two days, she probably shouldn't use her right hand frequently.
After struggling to get up, she found that apart from her wrist, no other part of her body was injured.
Aurelianne's heart was again covered with a shadow of confusion.
Theoretically, her undead state should have prevented this kind of physical harm.
But the weakness she felt was like a lot of blood had been drained from her body.
Looking at the arrangement of the room, Aurelianne's vision became somewhat blurry.
Suddenly, a gentle knock came from outside the door.
Aurelianne raised her head, squinting at the door.
It was already late at night, who could be knocking?
She thought as she dragged her tired body, using her left hand to gently turn the handle and open the door.
Standing outside was Vanilla, dressed in a maid's outfit.
Upon seeing Aurelianne, Vanilla bowed deeply to her.
"Princess, the master said you should be awake by now and hopes you can come to the hall."
"The Grand Duke and the master are waiting for you."
Vanilla's master.
It could only be Teacher Viktor.
A sense of confusion swept through Aurelianne's mind as she listened to Vanilla's words, nodded, and supported herself to head to the hall.
Vanilla respectfully asked Aurelianne:
"Princess, aren't you going to change your clothes?"
Hearing her reminder, Aurelianne looked down.
She was still wearing her nightgown.
At the thought of Teacher Viktor seeing her like this...
Aurelianne widened her eyes and turned to ask Vanilla:
"My nightgown is..."
"I changed it for you, please rest assured."
Hearing this response, Aurelianne breathed out a sigh of relief.
...
Aurelianne quickly changed into simple, elegant casual wear and passed through the complex, intersecting corridors, finally arriving at the luxurious hall.
Viktor and Duke Balo were already sitting opposite each other, holding cups of tea that emitted comfortable warmth.
On Viktor's shoulder, a black raven still perched quietly.
Aurelianne first bowed slightly to her grandfather, then turned to Viktor and spoke with a hint of hesitation:
"Teacher, you were looking for me?"
Viktor put down his teacup and calmly replied:
"Actually, it's Grand Duke Balo who wanted to see you."
Aurelianne was taken aback and turned toward Duke Balo.
Hearing her teacher's answer, Aurelianne was stunned for a moment.
Looking at her grandfather, just as she was about to speak, she saw him stand up with his cane and say hoarsely:
"Follow me."
Aurelianne felt puzzled, looked back at Viktor, and quickly followed Duke Balo's pace.
Viktor, watching Aurelianne's departing figure, fixed his gaze on her injured right hand.
"Are you worried?"
After the two had left, Vega shook its feathers on Viktor's shoulder,
Opened its deep single eye, looked at Aurelianne's departing figure, and said hoarsely:
"How should I put it."
"Even I didn't expect she would dare to do that."
...
In the dark corridor, Aurelianne followed behind Duke Balo, obedient and cautious.
Grand Duke Balo walked ahead, saying nothing.
In the entire corridor, there was only the slow footsteps and the dull sound of the cane hitting the floor.
Aurelianne didn't dare to speak, she kept guessing if it was because she and Viktor had gone to Ganta Prison that had put the Duke in a bad mood.
After all, this matter was quite serious.
If death row inmates escaped, it would inevitably cause enormous chaos.
In the quiet corridor, Duke Balo suddenly spoke:
"It seems you've overcome your fear of the undead."
Aurelianne was slightly startled, thinking about how she had controlled that undead magic dragon in the Land of Starry Spirits today.
She opened her mouth, hesitantly responding:
"It feels... still a bit lacking."
Actually, Aurelianne felt somewhat embarrassed, after all, her grandfather had been teaching her necromancy magic for quite some time.
But she hadn't been able to fully learn it because she was afraid of undead spirits.
However, Duke Balo's next words rather shocked Aurelianne:
"Ganta Prison, I asked your teacher to take you there."
She was stunned; going to Ganta Prison had been planned by her grandfather, something Aurelianne had never anticipated.
"The original intention was to make you overcome these fears in a crisis, but you found another path."
"This surprised me."
Duke Balo's eyes glanced at Aurelianne's injured right hand, even though Aurelianne had instinctively hidden that hand behind her back.
"However, you've been here for quite some time now."
"I think that can be entrusted to you."
Aurelianne became curious.
What was this thing her grandfather said could be entrusted to her?
Soon, they arrived at a corner.
Duke Balo turned right, and Aurelianne followed closely behind him.
At the end of the corner was a door that looked like it had been closed for a long time.
The Duke pushed it open and slowly entered.
Aurelianne found it strange.
Looking from the corridor into the depths, it was dark and profound.
There seemed to be a faintly glowing green light flickering within.
The door was surrounded by immature vines, as if years had passed without care, resulting in disorder.
Aurelianne, feeling uneasy, examined the surroundings of the door and followed him inside.
The next second, the scene around her was completely different from what she had seen before.
The surrounding darkness instantly disappeared, replaced by a bright green light that gradually became more intense.
Soon, Aurelianne felt that her right hand no longer hurt.
Looking down, her slender and pale arm was burning with ghost-like green misty fire.
Aurelianne suddenly realized that she had entered the undead state.
Everything around her gradually blurred, replaced by a desolate land shrouded in green mist.
Is this the realm of the dead?
However, all around was empty, and even Duke Balo who had brought her here had disappeared.
Aurelianne looked around in confusion, the ground beneath her feet rustling, as she wandered aimlessly in this inexplicable environment.
She suddenly felt something strange beneath her feet and looked up.
In the green mist stood several weathered stone tablets.
And in this vast cemetery, only one hunched old man stood there.
Aurelianne looked and was stunned.
Standing by the stone tablet was none other than her grandfather, Duke Festan.
Aurelianne looked closer and immediately recognized him as Grand Duke Balo.
She was about to go up and greet him, but the step she took seemed to step into emptiness,
The next moment, the scene before her suddenly changed.
The original cemetery transformed into a blood-red sandy battlefield, with countless corpses of soldiers from different camps lying within.
Among them were a man and a woman whose faces couldn't be clearly seen.
They fell in love on the battlefield, only to be separated by war.
Aurelianne couldn't quite understand.
The surrounding environment and characters all left her feeling confused.
Before Aurelianne could think more, the surroundings changed again.
She appeared in her familiar room, suddenly opening her eyes from the bed, sitting up abruptly.
Looking at the cozy furniture around her and the new doll at the bedside, she felt puzzled.
Behind her, her long hair seemed to be gently caressed.
Aurelianne was startled and turned around sharply.
But her consciousness, along with her turning head, gradually rose into the sky.
Aurelianne noticed.
The woman sitting on the bed wasn't her at all.
She looked down.
The old man was combing the woman's hair, and the woman was wearing a wedding dress, with a happy smile on her face.
Even though her face wasn't clear, Aurelianne could feel that she was the woman who had appeared on the battlefield earlier.
Her age seemed much older than before.
Had the war ended?
All of this played out like a fast-forwarding movie in front of Aurelianne.
Now, here was a sacred church, surrounded by vibrant flowers, with ethereal and sacred music echoing through the church.
Bright sunlight streamed through the windows, falling on the white seats and onto the newlyweds' clothes.
Every guest seated in the church wore a smile of immense joy.
Aurelianne couldn't see the faces of everyone clearly, nor could she hear what they were saying, only a buzzing sound passed through her mind.
And she stood here, like a viewer of the story's narration.
Passively accepting everything.
The scene changed again.
She saw that familiar woman, dead in a pile of ruins.
All around were burning smoke and swirling ashes.
The deceased woman had died trying to protect the child in her belly.
The man with an unclear face before her wore a familiar crown on his head.
At this moment, Aurelianne finally realized.
The man's eyes were full of pain and reluctance, as he grievously took her out from the woman's belly.
A ripple seemed to rise all around, with deep green mist enveloping the entire world.
The scene returned to the initial cemetery, with an old man standing in front of the tombstone.
A drizzle wet the old man's clothes as he stood solemnly before the tombstone, head bowed, in long silence.
The petals of the flowers in front of the tombstone fell, floating on a layer of rainwater, gently swaying.
Aurelianne wanted to say something to the old man.
But the words caught in her throat, and what came out was another voice absolutely not her own.
With ethereality and comfort:
"Father..."
"Don't blame him."
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Chapter 390
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