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Chapter 117
Chapter 117 Dump-Truck Quick-Draw Slash
As time passed, and the bits and pieces of the boy’s life gathered into a river called growth, Eileen could no longer laugh.
The boy died. He died late at night. He died at the foot of a remote mountain.
That day was one of the rare half-days he had off.
As usual, he packed up his things and went home. The walls he passed were covered with slogans about time.
Е̊ ń um̈ a. і ď
Judging from a magical perspective, this was an extremely dangerous scene arrangement. Time. Everywhere was calculated time, and then human thought was guided toward a certain endpoint of time...
Eileen said nothing. The time slogans would affect and distort reality, and for the boy, whose sense of reality was already broken, that distortion would come especially strongly.
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Sure enough, the boy’s dazes grew longer and longer. He realized this and began learning certain methods, such as continuously touching real objects to focus his attention.
Oswald had a habit like this too. When thinking, he often kept playing with something in his hands. Sometimes it was a cigar, and sometimes it was a coin.
But very soon, the boy, who was studying knowledge on a glowing panel, had his gaze swiftly drawn by a pop-up message.
[A game you follow has been updated. Newly added...]
Ѐ ñ u m̂ а ._і̂ d́
He opened the update page almost within a second. The boy did not have many hobbies, nor many friends. Only when he played games would he reveal a rare smile.
Although he was always complaining that the game’s plot was absurd.
While waiting for the game to update, the boy opened his textbook. Perhaps because he had relaxed, this time, he did not notice the footsteps behind him.
Eileen, who had already accompanied Oswald for several years, merely blushed slightly. She likewise did not realize that this was the beginning of Oswald’s arrival in the world where she lived.
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“I bought you a computer, and this is what you use it for?”
The woman’s words were very light, and very cold. The boy froze almost instantly, even the fingers turning the page stiffening as though they had solidified.
Ẇ е b ñо v̄e̊l Еn um а
“You... didn’t you say you had something to do today? Why didn’t you make any sound even though you were home?”
The boy quickly closed the game page, tightly gripped the book in his hands, and lowered his head, not daring to meet the tense face behind him.
“If I didn’t say that, how would I know whether you were really studying?”
“You still want to deceive me! You’re lying to me again! This is your studying! How could you lie to me?”
The woman suddenly screamed hysterically, as if she had suffered some enormous grievance. Her eyes were scarlet and terrifying.
“I... I was just playing for a while during my break.” The boy explained with a pale face.
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“A break? A break! I’m both father and mother, exhausting myself every day, and I never even thought of letting myself rest! Whatever food or necessities there are, I always save them for you first, and this is how you repay me!”
Several slaps cracked across the boy’s face. Her roaring crashed into his mind again and again.
“Why don’t you go die?”
“You useless, worthless rotten thing!”
“I raised you this big, raised you until you weighed over fifty kilograms. I should have strangled a defective thing like you to death back then!”
Eileen drew in a deep breath. The emotional state of the boy’s mother was even more unstable than the spellwork construction of a third-rate mage. No one knew when or where this powder keg would explode.
Еnům̀а̄
In the past, the boy had always chosen to endure silently. But as he gradually grew older, met more and more people, and learned more and more knowledge, he also came to understand that his family was unhealthy.
This sickness did not come from his deceased father, but from a great mother.
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Just as the boy had written in his diary: all the hatred was real, all the fear was real, and most terrifying of all, all the love was real.
As if the strings of fate had been plucked, this time, the boy chose to resist.
He caught the hand that was about to fall on him and calmly questioned, “Even if playing games was wrong, I can accept you hitting me and scolding me.”
“But can we discuss the matter itself? Can you not keep bringing up how many years you raised me, how much of a beast I am? I’m your biological son. Am I really as worthless as you say?”
Е_n ù ḿã . ї d̈
But his mother’s attention was completely drawn by the boy’s strong hand. Not a single word entered her ears.
It was the first time she had encountered resistance, and also the first time she had realized that her child had grown strong enough to resist an adult.
A powerful unease and fear arose in her heart. To eliminate that unease, she decisively abandoned dialogue and instead chose the most violent method of suppression.
The boy’s nightmare began.
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Those uncles who usually did not care about him at all appeared one after another under the banner of caring about his education.
And like an announcer setting the stage, his mother cried and listed the boy’s crimes while others comforted her.
Е n̂ u mа . і d̈
“I’m raising your Tian family’s seed for you! When have I ever had anything good in this life?”
“His wings haven’t even hardened yet, and he already dares to lay hands on me! When I’m old in the future, he’ll probably beat me to death!”
“I only wanted him to study properly, and he started yelling and cursing at me, as if everything I do is wrong.”
“I can’t control him anymore. In any case, I’ll say only this: if you don’t teach this son properly, then your entire Tian family can forget about having peace in the future!”
A child without a father, and with his mother’s permission for violence granted against him—anyone could guess what that child would encounter.
The uncles who had always treated him like air this time truly showed him plenty of concern.
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After a full-blown beating, the woman was very satisfied to see that the spark of resistance in her child had finally been extinguished.
Her unease had been eliminated. What remained was only a body covered in wounds and a broken soul.
Eileen’s eyes reddened. She watched her Lord Duke curl into a ball in the pitch-black room, silently enduring the pain in his body.
From beginning to end, he did not shed a single tear. With his intelligence, he could even deduce the woman’s behavioral logic, but precisely because he understood it clearly, he understood his own powerlessness all the more.
The exam that would determine his entire life was close at hand. He had to endure. He had to think things through. He still had a life of his own waiting to bloom.
But even after crushing blood and tears between his teeth and swallowing them into his stomach, this lonely eighteen-year-old boy still inevitably fell into collapse.
Е n üṁ ä .і́ d̄
The grievances in his heart would only be poured out to one person.
Late at night, with the wounds on his face freshly scabbed over, the boy left his room step by step. Under Eileen’s gaze, he walked out of the house, gently closed the door, went downstairs, and got on that strange thing.
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Beneath the stars filling the sky, he left the city behind and headed alone toward the deep mountains.
After bidding farewell to the grave, penniless, he decided to abandon everything and walk toward the vast world... Several years later, the boy became a man. His path of growth had not been much easier than Eileen’s.
He was still lonely, quiet like a block of solid ice, but society extended him a helping hand. After weathering the bumps and hardships of a wandering life, he obtained a stable job and lived a respectable life.
But on that night, on the rugged mountain road back to visit his grandfather, he encountered that fated dump truck.
Wéb̃n̊ о̌vѐ l̈ Ѐ ñum̊.ã
Eileen fell into a daze. Oswald’s life had actually reached such a hasty ending.
When the man died, his face was very calm, without the slightest twist of pain.
Those dead eyes were the same as they had been in life: still so numb, hollow, like a lonely ghost who could not find himself.
Eileen knelt beside the corpse and loosely held the man’s hand. This was the ceremony in her homeland for sending off a loved one.
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From a rational perspective, the man was already dead. He and Oswald were merely two individuals of the same soul.
If Oswald did not have the man’s memories, then Oswald was only Oswald.
We̊ b̂n̄ о̂v̊ е l Е́n̄ ùm̌а
As the dump truck dissipated into the void, a transcendent power enveloped the corpse. Starlight flashed, and a beam of soul flew toward the night sky, vanishing in the blink of an eye.
[Hello, Host. Would you like to go to another world?]
...
Awakening as if from a dream, Eileen returned to reality. She was still holding the Wishing Star high, and beneath her deathly still gaze was the bloody carnage of the battlefield.
“Wait, great existence. Oswald... he still hasn’t returned.” Eileen called out in her heart. At this moment, she was already extremely anxious.
[As an ordinary person, you cannot use Wishing Star, Eileen.]
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The icy mechanical words seemed to carry a trace of helplessness and difficulty. Then it continued.
[But your efforts have already been rewarded. Even this System did not expect that you would actually make it this far.]
[As a reward, this System will temporarily bind itself to you, allowing you to retain your memories of the past.]
[Keep working hard... Protect our only player in this even more dangerous world.]
Buzz, buzz, buzz. In one corner of the battlefield, a swift ray of light suddenly erupted!
That was... the area where the Royal Knight Order was stationed?
Е ń_um а
Eileen had no time to think further before the scroll of time froze on this very second.
Time had never been a long river. It had no past and no future.
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What it possessed was only this second.
And it was precisely this exact second that contained the history of the entire universe. So now, it was not time that was jumping. It was not time that was reversing.
It was the world! The world was retreating. It was locking onto its coordinates between the past and the future!
The galaxy revolved, and Eileen saw the silhouettes of all living beings sweep past her eyes like a storm. When she looked up again, on an even greater scale, the vast power of a star was displayed in full.
W̄ е b̌ n ӧv̌ё l̇ Ê n̂u̇ ma
The sky sank into long night, then, the instant the star completed its gathering of power, it lit up in a flash.
Eileen unconsciously took that step. The world returned to stability. She stepped onto the floor of the Duke’s Estate. Beneath her feet, there was no mountain of corpses or sea of blood, only the soft clack of her little leather shoes.
She had returned.
She had not misheard either. Oswald’s angry voice had indeed reached her ears.
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“Take all these things apart! Go, call the Knight Commander and the Chief Secretary here.”
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