T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Difficult.

"I'm so afraid that the day I close my eyes will be the day the empire falls apart."

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Heyi tentatively asked, "Aren't you afraid that if you tell us all this, we'll turn around and tell Jingxin?"

Kurien smiled.

"The sirens have a thin bloodline, and if possible, they will not initiate a major war. I hope you can tell her that I will instruct the future successor of the empire never to go to war with the sea unless there is a compelling reason."

The aura of the noble plague god at the boundary between reality and illusion was bestowed by the fallen star sea monster.

Powerful, yet with little interest in fighting, preferring instead to frolic and run wild in the sea, the siren of Anna is someone no one wants to provoke.

The so-called "giving face to the boundary between the real and the virtual" is more about giving face to the siren.

Orange Tea drank a cup of corn juice and smacked her lips.

"Your Majesty, if you put the child on the throne sooner, wouldn't you be able to avoid a lot of problems? It would also give him time to prepare."

Upon hearing this, Kurien's smile turned bitter.

Wick, who had been with him for most of his life, hesitated, seemingly wanting to find a reason to interrupt the conversation.

Kurien had only eaten one piece of bean cake when he sighed deeply.

"If they were even a fraction like me, ha!"

He should have stopped talking about this topic, but after letting out a cold snort, he continued the conversation with lingering anger.

"The eldest prince, Thiago, has become one with the nobles, sparing no effort in bribing and winning them over, and has completely sided with them. Today, when I killed someone, he dared to stand up for me!"

At this point, Kurien's chest heaved violently, and he almost couldn't exhale a breath of pent-up frustration.

Mint, who was eating the fruit platter obediently, wanted to laugh, but laughing out loud at this moment would really hurt the old lady, so she could only speed up her chewing.

That rebellious prince! He doesn't obey me in public, but instead sides with outsiders, trying to save people and gain a good reputation by using me as a backdrop.

Considering that the characters in the game inherit information and data from reality, and that Kurien really has such an extraordinary eldest son, I can't help but feel sorry for him.

Kurien is just old, not sick yet.

If he really falls ill, this extraordinary guy might actually do something like starving his old father to death in bed and then ascending the throne himself.

With such a person as the king of Anna, it feels like no one will have a peaceful day.

"The Second Prince Bertrand views other races as pigs and dogs. I have repeatedly ordered him to treat all races equally and to set an example as a prince. He knowingly violates this rule, avoids me, sends people deep into mixed-race communities to incite war and sow discord, and issues enticing bounties in border cities to drive adventurers to attack and kill mixed-race people."

Bloodline killer, human supremacist.

Anna is a melting pot of races, and successive Anna emperors have been actively trying to shape Anna's national identity, but with little success.

It was only after Kurion came to power as the Lion King that he promoted this idea and gained the approval of many people.

The father worked hard to build the house, while the son pried up the foundation. His depravity was no less than that of the eldest prince.

"The fifth prince..."

Are there any experts?

"The Fifth Prince, Enrique, is arrogant, extravagant, and licentious, and his lust remains unchanged. For the sake of beauty, he maintains close ties with the nobles involved in the Siren incident, writing letters to them and urging them to lure the Siren back to the palace, promising her a noble title in return."

At this point, Kurien was exhausted. He leaned on the table, and Wick brought him a glass of coconut water to help him catch his breath.

A shocking secret.

The mung bean cake in her hand fell onto the tray. She quickly picked it up and stuffed it into Zhong Zemo's mouth: "No wonder those people knew so much about the Fallen Star Sea."

The jailer couldn't help but laugh: "No wonder His Majesty treats Queen Jingxin with such humility; there's another reason behind it."

In this situation, he was not a high and mighty king, but a humble old father who had done something wrong and needed to help him clean up the mess and apologize.

Jiang Heyi asked in a low voice, "Bohe, how old is the Fifth Prince?"

"Let me think... I'll be almost 30."

He's almost 30, and he keeps doing things that embarrass and put his elderly father in a difficult position.

His irresponsible behavior and lustful thinking led to a war between the Siren and Anna in real history.

It's even more devastating than the one who killed three sages with a single shot.

The jailer hesitated for a moment: "Your Majesty, please don't think I'm being nosy, I'm just a bit crude... Ouch, don't step on me, I'm just curious."

Orange Tea's feet couldn't stop the jailer's curiosity.

"Really? Is it that fun with sirens? A prince like him has all kinds of women, why does he have to sleep with sirens to feel satisfied?"

It was indeed vulgar; even Wick was stunned.

Kurien looked up in astonishment.

For so many years, the people around him have been secretive and cautious. Apart from Wick, who still chats with him in the local dialect that accompanied him all over Anna back then, it has been a long time since he has heard such crude and straightforward words from other people.

Jiang Heyi leaned closer to the prison guard and whispered, "We're still in the story. What if you say something you shouldn't, and our rewards are drastically reduced? What if we fail to trigger some side quests correctly?!"

The jailer looked completely innocent: "Kurion said we could speak freely, so I spoke freely."

"..."

Everyone was so embarrassed they didn't know what to say, but Kurien spoke up instead.

He wasn't angry, he just sighed.

"His threshold is too high. Having been pampered and able to enjoy everything, over time, his threshold becomes too high, so he needs to find other ways to seek stimulation. Conquering sirens and high elves can give him the pleasure of control and the sense of conquest that he can't get at home."

Kurien had carefully investigated her son's mental state and had people counsel him, but to no avail.

After the scandal broke, Curryn imprisoned him.

"Alas, Wu Zi is no good."

As soon as the jailer finished speaking, he realized that everyone else was looking at him.

Zhong Zemo chuckled: "Some people here have a higher threshold, they're more perverted."

Jiang Heyi complained, "Compared to you, Wu Zi is really no good."

"What? I didn't harm anyone!" the jailer retorted, sticking out his neck. "Is it wrong to like admiring the feet of anime characters?!"

"Alas, jailer~~~" The people at the boundary between the real and the virtual world all let out a long sigh.

Kurien couldn't understand the interlude, but that didn't stop him from finding it amusing.

The narrative continues.

Aside from those exceptionally anthropomorphic offspring, some of Kurien's descendants are actually quite normal.

However, the criteria for choosing an emperor obviously cannot be "just being a normal person".

The Third Prince Sloan, who has a connection to the boundary between reality and illusion, is barely passable, but he is also a person with little opinion of his own.

Good news: The children have all inherited his outstanding abilities to varying degrees.

The bad news: everyone inherits a little.

This time, the real and the virtual are the ones who are worried.

If they travel through time and successfully advance the timeline to the present stage, the next emperor will turn Anna upside down.

And then, just then, Anna's infinite loop was successfully fixed. Wasn't that just ridiculous?

With the vast empire crumbling, they had nowhere else to go but to hide in the sea.

While everyone else was lost in thought, it didn't stop Kurien from pouring out her heart.

The topic of offspring was heavy and tedious, and he began to wonder how the boundaries between the real and the virtual worlds came together.

At first, Jiang Heyi told stories, piecing them together into a narrative. Then it became a one-man show for Kurien—in return, he also told his own story, which was very long.

It seemed that as long as they sat there, Kurien would keep the conversation going.

It doesn't sound like a lion king, but more like a cuckoo chirping four times on a balcony at night.

Kurien felt the same way he used to do when he was young, adventuring all over the continent with Wick. As he spoke, the carefree summer breeze seemed to blow in his face.

The rhythmic rustling of each leaf in the forest, a figure seeking refuge from the sweltering heat under the shade of a tree, a thin blade of grass dangling from his mouth, legs crossed, swaying with the rhythm of the wind.

Wick leaned against a large tree, closed his eyes to rest, and in the sweltering heat, he wasted his energy using ice elemental magic to maintain his dashing appearance while wearing his robe.

The cool breeze emanating from the hem of his robe benefited him the most.

My head rests on the earth, and the earthy smell is still so vivid after decades.

His mentor once told him that both taste and smell can be deceived by memory.

Kurien felt that the wild grass he had eaten in the summer was as sweet as honey. He asked his bodyguards to help him find some, and he and Wick would each suck on one in the study.

At the pinnacle of imperial power, two old men savored various kinds of weeds, yet they could not find the sweet taste of those bygone days lingering in their mouths.

Returning to the old place, I chased away the guards and picked the fruit myself. It was dry and hard to swallow, and I kept spitting it out as soon as I put it in my mouth.

Since then, all the straw in my memory tastes bitter—even though Kuryn is unwilling to admit it, my brain has rewritten that memory with new feelings.

Upon seeing the boundary between reality and illusion, his desire to express himself surged like never before, and the taste of straw in his mind sweetened once again.

He stopped the conversation after Wick reminded him.

Quite some time had passed, and the small pastries served with the tea came one after another. I was already full from the orange tea and accidentally let out a burp.

Kurien glanced at the sky and laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Take them to my private vault."

Wick tried to correct him: "Two pieces?"

“I said three things and I meant three things. I haven’t felt this comfortable in a long time. They deserve it.”

Upon noticing that Kurien was not accompanying them, Jiang Heyi glanced at him sideways and found that Kurien had closed his eyes to rest, with a smile on his lips.

He seemed to know that everyone was watching.

"I'm not going. I've been thinking about some happy things, and I need to take a nap before they get too far."

Before the gates of the royal palace's private warehouse belonging to Kurien, Wick dismissed the surrounding servants.

With no one around, he took out a thick, grayish-brown scroll from his pocket.

"Take it. It contains some of my insights into the use of magic. It should be able to inspire you high-level mages."

Wick's Magical Insights

"Details of magic advancement written by Kurien as a close friend before he reached the eighth rank."

"After use, the entire team will gain a large amount of experience."

Undoubtedly, Kurien's long chat with them was a consequence of the series of events that unfolded in Mint.

Wick is handing out story completion rewards to everyone!

I'm sorry, Kurien, I shouldn't have complained that you sounded like a four-note cuckoo.

Just by listening to heroes reminisce about the past, you can gain a lot of experience points—it's such a good deal!

The team led by Lao Guan spent half a day repeatedly brushing the fifth floor, but it probably wasn't as powerful as a single scroll from Wick.

As he spoke, Jiang Heyi lightly touched the scroll.

Experience is shared equally among all members of the guild, and your level increases by 2.

Orange tea and fries jumped to level 30 and almost reached level 31.

The level advantage gained in the early stages of the Chaos Tower world was basically ineffective against them.

Jiang Heyi and his group also successfully reached level 29.

Wick's expression was awkward as he looked at the ecstatic expressions of everyone. He hesitated before speaking.

"I've given you a valuable gift, perhaps..."

The blanket immediately replied, "Your Majesty is a man of your word; if you say 3, then it's 3!"

Wick sighed helplessly, took out the key from his collar, and slowly inserted it into the lock.

The treasure vault doors slowly opened to both sides.

Wick almost pleaded, "Please, go easy on me, it has important historical significance..."

Before they could finish speaking, the seven people from the boundary between the real and the virtual, plus Mint, cheered and rushed into the treasure vault as if they had seen a glittering dragon.