160 Chapter 160 - Younger Sister

While Joshua was paying attention to the Mage Forum’s posts, Ciri was using the ‘stone age’ controller Joshua made with an originium crystal and magic runes to fight against a bunch of mushrooms.

“Why am I unable to exit the fourth level…”

Ciri was staring at the ‘Super Mario’ game in the magic network. She was on the fourth underground level. She only took a couple steps and died to a fireball that appeared out of nowhere.

When GAMEOVER covered her screen, Ciri appeared discouraged.

“This is so difficult. The three resurrections are simply not enough to defeat this game.”

“This game is already simple by comparison. There are a lot of hidden green mushrooms that could increase the amount of resurrections. Also, if you earned more than a hundred coins, you’d gain another resurrection.”

As an experienced player, Joshua offered Ciri some of his techniques. Currently, Pong and Super Mario were the only games in the Games Special District.

The posts in this sub-forum were all people asking how to pass a certain level of the game.

After some time, Joshua finally recalled where he heard that name before.

“Your younger sister?”

“Faye Annerlaude. The fourth person in the line of succession to the demon realm’s throne. But, I am not familiar with her. I have no idea if the user of that name is actually her.”

Joshua remembered the dark elf had mentioned Faye before leaving…

Unfortunately, the third prince did not have much memories about her younger sister. The only thing present in his memories were ‘she’s very dangerous,”do not approach’ and other similar warnings.

As Joshua spoke, a new post suddenly appeared in the Mage Forum’s Games Special District.

‘How to let the dwarf with the red hat survive till the end.’ Poster: Faye

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Four hours earlier.

When she arrived at the end of the hallway, stairs appeared. On the side of the stairs was a rock carving covered in dust. The carvings were a series of words in demontongue. Upon translation, they meant ‘Bottom of the Abyss.’

The dark elf walked toward the stairs without hesitation. No lights were present at this point. She was only able to see her surroundings with her racial trait of night vision.

Whenever she took another step, she could see the skeletal remains of some unknown creature. Those were very old bones, they’d died many years ago…

The dark elf stepped on a couple ribs and hands, crushing the bones. She passed through a ‘cemetery’ of bones and, after spending over twenty minutes, reached the top of the stairs.

The top of the stairs was completely different from the path leading up to it. On earth, this place would be called a Peach Blossom Spring, an utopia.

Evidently, a young girl was living in this place. The small room was covered in all sorts of plush toys and dolls in the style of all different countries.

The dark elf slowly walked over to the bed in the center of the room and half-kneel before it. Quietly, she said. “Your Highness Faye, I’ve returned.”

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