I’m Trapped in a Bloody Reverse Harem Game - Chapter 7

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We apologize to you for your unsavory experience. There was a mistake due to server stabilization issues. Let us give you some rewards as an apology.

-Can be worn when the second tutorial is completed without skipping.

-A ring blessed by time and space.

-You can stay in the game for a long time.

-The same color as the health recovery potion. It’s hard to distinguish between health and recovery potions.

-Can be used for target characters.

-Can be transferred to a target character.

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-End of Prologue-

1.(X) Wheel of Fortune

“Ms. Haniel.”

“…Eh?”

When I opened my eyes, I felt a warm touch in my hand, as though someone was gripping it tightly.

I heard a deep, strong voice whisper the name of the game’s protagonist.

“Doesn’t this voice belong to Ardal?”

I glanced to the source of the voice and saw Ardal’s cold expression looking back at me.

“I was worried about you.”

His voice was full of anxiety, and I grimaced and struggled in confusion.

‘How did I get here? Did I have access to the game?’

I blinked blankly, refusing to answer Ardal’s question. He carefully moved his hands away from mine, and I flinched at the chilly air that I was left with.

‘I don’t remember connecting.’

“I didn’t introduce you. Sorry, Ms. Haniel.”

“Ardal, what do you mean?”

“To the Ardal family. Please forgive me.”

“Your family… here? Where are we?” I asked Ardal cautiously.

“It’s a temple. I originally wanted to thank Haniel, but the situation was…”

“Oh…”

“It’s a temple. I originally wanted to thank Haniel for his understanding, but the situation was…”

“Oh……”

Ardal described what had happened, and throughout the story, his complexion gradually turned pale.

“Ms. Haniel.”

I shook my head and said, “It’s okay. I didn’t say thank you for saving me. Thank you, Ardal.”

“No, I do not deserve your thanks, Haniel,” he muttered, avoiding my eyes.

‘How can that be?’

In the last round, Ardal faithfully performed his role as my escort and drove off the attacking characters.

Ardal wasn’t a character that always said yes to me, and he always answered.

He always portrayed himself as a strong character with no faults. But now, his usually expressionless face was grimacing, and his eyes were slightly red. I had read a little about Ardal’s preferences, so I carefully reached out and wrapped my hands around Ardal’s face.

Ardal opened his eyes in amazement.

“Thank you, Ardal. I’m really fine.”

“…”

Ardal liked strong-willed people, people who didn’t give in to sorrow even as they face the toughest challenges. It was perfect for my situation right now. Due to an error I made during yesterday’s tutorial, Ardaly was paying attention to me, so this was a great opportunity. As I grinned, Ardal’s black eyes widened.

“By the way, Ardal. Why did you bring me to the temple?” I asked.

“Let me explain.”

I wanted to meet the pope quickly and rest. I wanted to skip what I already knew, but with the exception of the tutorial, there was no skip button, and all my actions changed the direction of the game, even if I didn’t have the option.

<Saint Is A Spy!> was a very evil game that demanded the player to act. Because of the freedom, there were many possible endings.

Ardal looked down and said, “A prophecy has come.”

“A prophecy?”

“Yes, Haniel will be a holy woman,” Ardal said seriously. He briefly explained, “I will guide you to the Holy Father. He will go into more detail.”

I carefully grasped Ardal’s hands, and he became slightly embarrassed.

“My hands…”

“Yes?”

Ardal stared at our interlocked fingers. My fingers looked slender and white compared to his large hands. They seemed as though they would break at the slightest touch.

He guided me out of the room, providing minimal pressure to my hands.

“Go,” Ardal awkwardly said.

“Good morning, Sister Haniel.”

“Good morning.”