This villain, please exercise some restraint.

Chapter 268 Lovers 27

"However, I am thinking that instead of waiting passively, we should take the initiative."

"This wait is really too long, even a little boring. Since 'lovers' can come into this world through something special, why can't we?"

"Perhaps we can use the ability to freely shuttle between reality and virtuality to target our lover's weaknesses and deliver a fatal blow."

"Waiting in vain will only keep us out of the loop and make us lose our chance, brother."

The white-haired boy looked at the blond young man, "But I think that brother should be very familiar with the 'lover' and... the 'lover's' weaknesses?"

As if he had not expected Jiezhi to say this, the young man put down the teacup he had picked up again.

"Weakness..."

He murmured, lowering his eyes, as if thinking.

"Although I don't know him very well, I think his weakness is probably his lack of appreciation for love."

"like?"

The white-haired boy frowned slightly. "Although I lost my memory due to an accident, I can still understand basic logic. He is clearly called a 'lover', so how can he not value love?"

The blond young man sighed. "That's the truth. I think my 'lover' once regarded 'love' as his life and valued it highly. This was the foundation of his becoming a 'lover'. But as time passed, perhaps his original intention had long been worn away by time."

"His own love life was not going well, and he once felt hatred and jealousy, even devaluing all love. He even resorted to extreme means to completely strip away all his emotions related to love."

"He doesn't represent beautiful love right now. On the contrary, he will be the destroyer of love."

"I think you've witnessed what happened to that girl just now. Even in the game, those who ignorantly make so-called deals with their 'lover' and hope for a miracle will eventually become their 'lover's' puppet."

"That man deserved to die. His death was inevitable, but human laws would punish him. However, his premature death, even his reappearance, and the continued cruelty he inflicted on his victims as a ghost, all showed the traces of his 'lover's' involvement."

"At this moment, I think the 'lover' will only darken the player's beautiful emotions, drive them crazy and irrational, and make them make irreversible... decisions."

"But there is no doubt that his abilities have penetrated directly into the real world through the game."

"Thinking about it carefully, if this were to develop next time, it would indeed be a bit scary."

The blond young man was still smiling. Unexpectedly, his words were light and there was no heaviness in his statement of these things.

It's like... he doesn't care.

"Brother, shouldn't we take this world very seriously? After all, it's different from virtual reality. When people die, they really die. If the 'lover's' poison gets out, what we have to protect—"

The white-haired boy stretched out his hand and pointed upstairs. "His living environment is very different. His kind will also--"

"But moderation."

"What does that have to do with us? We have no responsibility or obligation to protect his kind. We only need to protect the most important ones, and that's enough."

"I think, if necessary, we need to protect the other two 'protagonists'."

"As for the rest of the losses, the other supporting characters are just background figures."

"So you have to focus on the key points when doing things, do you understand? Moderation?"

The blond young man spoke gently, like a kind and amiable elder, which formed a sharp contrast with the words he uttered.

"So, brother, if everyone except the protagonist becomes a background figure, I think we are no exception, right?"

The white-haired boy looked at the dagger in his hand and raised his eyes to look at the blond young man sitting opposite him.

Beneath the young man's sun-bright appearance, there is indifference and arrogance that is inadvertently revealed even if he tries hard to conceal it.

The next moment, the white-haired boy stepped forward and placed the dagger in his hand on the young man's fair neck.

"Dear brother, have you ever considered that even special beings like us, according to your theory, will one day become the background board, stepping stone, or even cannon fodder for the 'protagonist'?"

"Everyone is equal under the protagonist, so even if my brother died right now, I don't think it would cause any waves, right?"

"Why must the 'protagonist' be treated so specially? Is it just because he's the chosen 'protagonist'? Then, if one day we were hated by the protagonist, how tragic would that be? Wouldn't it be... a miserable end?"

The white-haired boy leaned over and looked at the blond young man. The young man did not resist at all. Apart from his pupils suddenly shrinking at the beginning, even the curve of his mouth did not change.

"Stop it, moderation."

The young man said, his tone as if he was coaxing an angry child.

"Why are you angry with me over a bunch of ants? Do you feel the same way as them? Are you starting to sympathize with them?"

There was a hint of doubt in the blond young man's words.

He was about to stand up, but the white-haired boy's knife-holding hand did not retreat at all. The bright red liquid cut through his skin and flowed down along the blade.

"hiss--"

The blond youth seemed caught off guard and let out a cry of pain.

"Temperance, what are you thinking? Do you really want to kill your loved ones?"

The World looked towards Temperance, a look of doubt and confusion on its face.

He never thought that this dagger, with its current restraint, could hurt him at all.

The dagger was taken back.

Instead, wipe it gently.

"I'm so sorry, brother."

"I had no intention of hurting you, but you rushed into the edge of the knife yourself. This was really beyond my expectation."

"As for those ants, I don't sympathize with them. As a more capable ant, I simply hope that we can be free, rather than being confined to the background as appendages or trophies of the 'protagonist'."

"I've also looked into the game 'Final Fate', which shouldn't even exist. I think it has a really good slogan - everyone has the potential to become the protagonist of this world."

"Everyone has infinite possibilities. This is a vibrant and exciting world... What do you think, brother?"

"So I think we shouldn't interfere in anything, and we don't need to care about anything. If they are the predetermined protagonists, then I believe they will definitely be able to live out... their own style."

"Why should we interfere...in the course of events?"

"Maybe we should find a place to retire and take a vacation."

"How about we just throw the 'protagonist's' body onto the street, and then find a world free from the protagonist's influence, to travel and witness a more different world and scenery."

"What do you think, brother?"