[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist":3,"chapter-this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-1295":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1533106,1991,"Chapter 1295: Divine Game: Graveyard of Bones 17","this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-1295",1295,"\u003Cp>\"Why don’t you ask Lightchaser?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t say it outright, but the meaning was obvious. It was about Lynx Duke’s burial location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course Rita had already asked. She wasn’t that rigid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For the record, I did,\" Rita replied. \"But Lightchaser was dropped there directly. She doesn’t know the exact time. She only remembers appearing beside a fireplace the moment she entered the game.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Technically, that entry time could be used as a rough reference for when Lynx Duke appears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Rita had the pocket watch map now. Nothing was more precise than that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly, she had already seen Lynx Duke’s appearance at Dustfire’s old dinner table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real issue now was the owner of Cat’s Ideal. King.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she walked out of the castle, Rita pulled the ship’s wheel closer and examined it again and again, searching for clues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had noticed how Byme referred to King.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Vineborne language, it was \"it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it a cat? Or something else?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She asked directly, \"Are you King’s relic?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The six cats on the wheel blinked at the same time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By now, Rita understood. That meant yes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when it came to anything more specific, like whether King was actually a cat or whether the burial time matched what Byme said, the six little \"vice captains\" immediately played dumb again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita didn’t mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She already had the key answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the pocket watch heated up for the first time, she would get Lynx Duke’s burial time. Then she could swap in King’s name and verify Byme’s information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She opened the battlefield chat and skimmed through it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not many people were talking anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to when she first entered the game, it felt almost deserted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes only one or two messages appeared in a minute. Most of them were requests to buy invasion sequences or world fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to that, the lively cooperation back in Quiet Mountain felt like a dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had only been in the game for a day, yet she finished scrolling through the entire day’s chat quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was mainly looking for messages from players who had entered the Graveyard of Bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But both Nivalis and B80 could see the tension in her expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every now and then, she would pause, staring at the chat window without typing anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At some point, a coin appeared in her hand again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had gotten used to spinning it whenever she was thinking. Most of the time, it was to access the memories inside it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The coin spun between her fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Skill: Brief Departure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as the coin spins for more than two seconds, she becomes undetectable, unseen, unheard, and untraceable until it stops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Against players who had already begun to break free from divine grace, item effects were weakened significantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still better than nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nivalis couldn’t hold back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you thinking about?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>B80 spoke first, offering its analysis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re hesitating about whether to tell everyone that the fourth bell will come immediately after the game ends, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nivalis added, \"Are you worried that revealing that will cause even more frequent and intense wars?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita snapped out of her thoughts. She put the coin away and kept walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. That information won’t stay secret anyway. If it’s real and unavoidable, anyone who enters a burial time will eventually get hints from Starsea gods.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had done all this, but she never saw other worlds as her responsibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how brutal the wars got, she wouldn’t feel guilty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wouldn’t step forward to judge or pity anyone either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If nothing can be changed, then keep quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the few principles she actually followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m thinking about the timing of the fourth pendulum strike...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each bell had only ever come with a vague timeframe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when the pendulum entered Starsea did players get a real warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it because Starsea or the gods didn’t want to give an exact time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She dismissed that immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t about personality or morality. Their interests were aligned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Starsea could provide an exact time, it would.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, judging from how eager it seemed to merge worlds before, it would probably welcome the chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More likely, it didn’t know either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe the pendulum itself didn’t follow any fixed pattern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first three strikes had come at similar points, just a few days before the next Divine Game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quiet Mountain, Divine Instruction, and Graveyard of Bones all had similar durations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone who had survived three strikes, no matter how cautious, wouldn’t expect the fourth to come so soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stopped walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the castle gates, she could hear distant explosions of skills echoing through the fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fragments of thought surfaced in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were standing on the hands of a clock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soul flames buried here had become part of Order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pendulum existed to destroy the soul flames lit by Starsea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soul flames... again. Always circling back to that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This game only allowed players who had begun breaking free from divine grace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even if they died here, they would respawn at the entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thought slowly took shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could the players here, standing on the hands of time, actually be influencing the speed of the fourth strike?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe the first three strikes were also affected, just too slightly to notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or maybe before the pendulum started moving, even Starsea couldn’t predict anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of it had solid proof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If... if what happened inside Graveyard of Bones really could affect the pendulum...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then it would have been better if the fourth strike happened in Quiet Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought flashed by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just as quickly, it unsettled her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Starsea was already in ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every player here had blood on their hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quiet Mountain didn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then again...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn’t Starsea’s suffering caused by Quiet Mountain in the first place?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other worlds weren’t her responsibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quiet Mountain even less so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She walked into the cold fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moisture clung to her hair, her lashes, her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She simply moved forward, focused, her expression almost gentle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Nivalis and B80 both knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had run into another problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flower Crown Murder drifted behind her again, scattering loosely in the air, unwilling to wrap around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the surrounding fog seemed to avoid her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she walked along the path, the street lamps lit up one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each flame flickered violently inside its glass casing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as she passed...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They went dark again.\u003C\u002Fp>",1075,"2026-06-06T06:15:32.213Z",1,"novelbin.me","7dc4bcf84c312ce3f603503c223e42de843212ab03d6dd527d372d9b25e71f83","this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-1296","this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-1294",1404,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthis-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-cover.jpg"]