The villain queen eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and won't let me lie down?

The huntress's smile was faint, but Roger had just spent too long looking at her face, which was indifferent and murderous, her eyes devoid of light, as if she wanted to perish with the world.

In contrast, even this shallow smile almost made him cry.

It hurt so much, it really hurt so much when you killed me...

Oh no, seeing the Empress who hadn't been ruined yet, that's great!

As a player, deeply entering the new layer of the Iris Worm's structure gave him a rather familiar feeling, conjuring up the illusion of using the 'SL大法' (Save/Load exploit).

However, in reality, saving and loading were not under his control, so he had to seize this opportunity and strive to bring the Eternal Night Empress back to the main plane in one go.

Fortunately, the environment of the Green Vine Kingdom was stable at this time, and Little Princess Octavia was well cared for by her family, having experienced almost no darkness.

She could get whatever she wanted, and everything she did went smoothly, completely unaware of what jealousy was, a true member of the 'successful people' group.

At just sixteen years old, she was already a Magister, her strength far surpassing her peers.

Because of this strength, she was very confident and saw through the Fourth Prince's disguise, but the other party did not show hostility, and even had a strange sense of familiarity, so Octavia was not worried about danger at all, only curious about who it was.

She thought, which good girlfriend came to show off her newly mastered disguise magic?

Roger praised the Eternal Night Empress's keen and calm reaction.

Otherwise, if she had shouted that there was an assassin, or even more extreme, directly killed him with a Finger of Death—

That would not only waste time, but he would have died in vain before.

After taking over the lost soul, if he died, he would have to wait for the next world reconstruction before he had another chance to approach the Eternal Night Empress.

And he might not be able to get such a good identity.

After a little thought, Roger decided to get straight to the point and tell the truth:

"I am Roger Charles..."

"Impossible, I've met Anjie's younger brother, he can't even pronounce a Feather Fall spell properly after studying it for an afternoon, he's so stupid, he definitely can't do this level of disguise!"

Octavia interrupted him, her face written with "Friend, you should make up something more believable."

However, her eyes still carried an inquisitive smile, rather than accusation or impatience, and she became even more curious about Roger's identity.

The Eternal Night Empress at this time, like the happiest young people in the world, had so much time that she didn't know how to spend it.

In other words, she was just a bored person looking for fun.

She was happy to see some new and different things in her life.

Roger was a little embarrassed by the complaint, but then he thought, Roger Charles is a waste, what does that have to do with me?

I'm a transmigrator with a cheat, I just need to stay low for ten years, and I'll be invincible, okay?

He took a deep breath, maintaining a solemn tone: "I am Roger from the real timeline, and you are Octavia Shelley, lost in the river of time. Now, I am your breaker of the wall, please come back to court with me, Your Majesty!"

Octavia asked back in a tone that was too, too, too unbelievable: "Your Majesty? Don't tell me, I'm going to be queen in the future?"

"That's not the case."

"That scared me."

"You are the Eternal Night Empress who created the Green Vine Empire, the human being that the gods most want to kill in this world."

"Moo?"

Roger didn't give her a chance to refute: "You can try to predict my fate, or the fate of the 'Eternal Night Empress', and the results will definitely be blank."

Out of curiosity, Octavia did as he said.

The result was naturally blank.

Because these two targets were protected by the system and by herself.

A Magister cannot predict anything above the legendary level.

Octavia was a little forced to believe the truth of Roger's words, but she still couldn't figure it out: "How could I be named Eternal Night? I must be the Sunshine Empress... No, being an empress is too tiring, isn't it better for me to be a little princess?"

Roger sighed secretly.

The Eternal Night Empress when she was a girl was really a slacker princess, just wanting to live happily in the moment and be a small person.

That beautiful face was full of innocence and naivety, hearing that she was an empress felt cool, but she didn't understand the weight of it.

Thinking of the desperate girl on the city wall, the Empress on the throne whose emotions were unfathomable and whose schemes were deep, Roger couldn't say what he had already thought of for a moment.

Helping her resolve her inner demons, but in fact also ending her little happiness at this moment in advance, letting those pains and responsibilities return to her.

Even if this was a phantom constructed by the Iris Worm, it was real to Little Octavia.

The breaker of the wall is really ruthless and cruel!

What Roger didn't expect was that after Octavia muttered to herself, she took the initiative to say to him:

"Mr. Breaker of the Wall, although I can't figure out why I would become an empress in the future, an imperial empress must have encountered very dangerous, very powerful, and very incredible enemies to split into a phantom me. You are taking a great risk to come and save me, and are working hard to strive for a better ending, right? Okay, your expression has already told me that I guessed right... So, take me back to the future!"

She was really too smart!

Roger was amazed by Octavia's reasoning.

He had thought of many arguments to convince her to believe him and understand the situation.

As a result, she herself guessed seven or eight out of ten of the current predicament with the limited information she had.

Was this smart little princess, because she later became too strong, and became too lazy to use her brain, resulting in intellectual degradation, that she became a green skin?

Roger calmed down his 'holy shit' mood, it was good that the little princess was smart, at least it would save a lot of saliva.

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

Octavia Shelley, the Green Vine Little Princess of this inner demon realm, stood up, raised her small face slightly and looked at him, her expression proud and confident: "Of course, don't underestimate an empress's determination to pursue a perfect ending, please begin, Mr. Breaker of the Wall!"

A perfect ending?

Roger looked at her sympathetically, and really wanted to tell her that she no longer had a perfect ending.

The lonely you are just on the lonely road of the king, doing your best to avoid a complete defeat.

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

In the next moment, Roger's tone of voice suddenly changed.

Slow, elegant, and a bit cynical, he said: "Then please kill me with your own hands, little sister, this is my wish, a request that I will never regret."

While Roger occupied the identity of this lost soul, the Iris Worm also stuffed the Eternal Night Empress's relevant memories of the Fourth Prince over.

As long as he acted according to those memories, Roger might not be the real Fourth Prince in history, but he must be the Fourth Prince in the Eternal Night Empress's memory, without any flaws.

Sure enough, Octavia looked at Roger, even more shocked than hearing that she would become an empress in the future:

"What a perfect performance, I can't find even a single flaw! But, what a strange request to kill you... Oh no, it can't be like this!"

She suddenly covered her chest, feeling her heart being bitten and torn by a hellhound.

Until this moment, the confident Little Octavia finally realized that the reality she was about to face was crueler than she could imagine.

Even if she was prepared to give everything, there was no longer a shore she longed for in this world.

She realized that if Mr. Breaker of the Wall represented reality, and she had to kill her Fourth Brother to break through the illusion, that only indicated one possibility:

She had really killed her Fourth Brother.

Although she couldn't imagine, or rather, didn't dare to think about the circumstances under which she would make such a terrible decision, Octavia's voice suddenly became weak: "I'm sorry, Mr. Breaker of the Wall, I regret it, I don't want such a destructive ending..."

"You said you would let me see your determination, Little Octavia."

Roger continued to speak in the tone of the Fourth Prince, took out the dagger he carried with him, and handed the hilt end to Octavia, "I am also very sorry, but there are always some things that only you can do, this is your inescapable fate."

At this time, Octavia was still a flower in a greenhouse, she subconsciously took a step back when she saw the dagger, as if it were a poisonous snake that chose people to devour.

She pleaded: "Fourth Brother, you know me, I'm just a princess who eats, drinks, 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, let's just happily hunt, play, attend balls, and be a waste. Or don't be this prince and princess, we can escape to a distant place, right?"

When had the peerless Empress ever accommodated anyone like this?

It could be seen that her relationship with the Fourth Prince was really good.

Roger couldn't help but feel sad for her.

He suddenly thought of himself in Aodu Blood Night, and he had said similar things to the Empress, right?

Fate轮回, he never thought that one day he would be enlightening the little princess who had not yet become the Empress.

Then, wouldn't the words she said to him at that time be her explanation to herself when facing this fate?

He showed a look of reminiscence, and said in a deep voice: "Little Octavia, I know that there are not many things you truly care about, and the life you ask for is not complicated. But there is no other choice. There are always greedy existences in this world, who even want to shatter the last bit of happiness of small people, constantly oppressing your bottom line, forcing you to retreat, until you have nowhere to retreat... Now, it's time to make a choice!"

Octavia retreated step by step, her small face pale and without a trace of blood: "Mr. Breaker of the Wall, I don't know how to choose..."

But Roger pressed closer step by step, not giving her any possibility of escape.

With a bang, Little Octavia's back hit the wall.

Roger supported himself on the wall, looking down at her in a position similar to a wall slam.

In terms of momentum, Roger had completely overwhelmed the little princess at this time.

His expression was sad and compassionate, his voice as light as the wind in April, as gentle as a lover's murmur:

"Then Fourth Brother will choose for you, come, kill me."

But the cruelty of fate, even if it is the gentlest posture, fully prepared to show, is still more hideous than a ghost.

Her head shook like a rattle, screaming: "Fourth Brother, do you have to make me destroy my current happiness with my own hands?"

The girl's slender shoulders were shaking, her beautiful face had sadness, anger, and even despair had already begun.

As smart as she was, how could she not know what was real and what was illusion.

It was just that being forced to a dead end by fate could only choose such a path, and the courage and determination needed to actively choose were ultimately different.

She was so sad that she almost suffocated, like loudly accusing the injustice of fate.

But she couldn't make a sound, it was useless to accuse Roger, because she was just a pathetic phantom, no matter how much anger, she couldn't change the already settled chess piece.

Roger looked at her painful and helpless appearance, vaguely realizing what he should do at this time.

But... that was the Eternal Night Empress after all?!

When she wakes up and knows what she has done, she will definitely be angry, right?

However, she may not remember everything that happened in the inner demon realm, right?

Yes, she definitely won't remember everything!

With so many layers of realms, memories that have been changed back and forth, she definitely can't remember every detail.

So even if he has any disrespectful behavior, it was the Fourth Prince who committed it.

Your Majesty, it's not me Roger who is overstepping, committing the sin of arrogance, I am helping you!

With this realization, Roger opened his arms and hugged Octavia, whose shoulders were trembling slightly, into his arms.

Her slender body instantly stiffened, then softened, leaning her whole weight over, and whispered like a dream: "Mr. Breaker of the Wall, I will definitely have many, many nightmares."

The invincible Empress was once a girl who needed to be cared for.

Roger reached out and gently stroked her hair: "Perhaps this reality is a nightmare woven by the gods for the world. Now only you can break this nightmare. I know you don't want to wear the crown, but you still bear its weight. I can't change all of this, I only hope that you will always remember one thing, you are not destroying your own life with your own hands, you are leading everyone's hope, towards a future that everyone recognizes."

"Everyone... recognizes it?" Octavia raised her head, the sealed memory loosened a little, and a sadness and longing that she did not yet understand flowed through her heart.

Roger saw the Eternal Night Empress so helpless and needing others to give her affirmation to support her for the second time.

He was powerless on the city wall, but this time he could hug her tightly, using his own temperature to give her support.

He seemed to feel the Fourth Prince in his heart come alive, using his mouth to say a final farewell to his beloved little sister:

"As long as that is what you choose, everyone will unconditionally recognize it. Because what everyone most wants to see is not the Green Vine's eternal existence, not the Empress's invincibility, not the enemy's submission, but our Little Octavia's happiness, living the way she wants to live...

Even if this appearance is different from her original intention, who stipulates that the original intention must be the best? If the original intention changes, it is not necessarily a fall, it can also be that you have grown up, matured, seen further, found and embarked on the hero's road that belongs only to you."

He put the dagger into Octavia's hand.

This time, she didn't dodge again, but held it.

Her hand was shaking, but she still turned the bright blade to the world.

Some people are born to be heroes, even if the gentle reality covers up her sharpness.

Octavia closed her eyes and recited a very short spell, and the dagger lit up with magical light.