Suddenly being thrown into the novel's world and possessing a pretty much fucked up character made him have no choice but to continue his life as a new identity. And just like any sane person who transmigrated into a book, of course, he would destroy every red flag that stood in his way. Yet, unbeknownst to him, every single thing he did was just wrecking the storyline more and even more; to the point that the plot had become utterly screwed, thanks to him. ===== A/N: This novel is heavily inspired by many famous video games.
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Eh?
I can't believe I've reached ch. 50, lol.
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"?" Sensing someone gazing at him, Nathaniel lifted his head and upon seeing a familiar figure perched on a tree branch, he couldn't help but furrow his eyebrows. 'Why is he doing here?'
The moment their eyes met, the man flashed a wry smile before turning and leaping into the dense forest.
Nathaniel clenched his fist and shouted, "Sir Wyatt! I leave them to you!"
The Knight Lieutenant's brow furrowed in confusion as he watched Nathaniel charge into the forest alone.
"Your Highness! It's dangerous to move al—" Before he could finish his sentence, a glint of steel caught his eye, forcing him to defend himself.
—Bang!
Sparks of metal burst when Wyatt's sword collided with his opponent's. He quickly shoved the blade away and delivered a swift strike at his neck.
"Urg!" Blood gushed from his wound and the hooded man fell to the ground.