[{"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-1314":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},1533125,1991,"Chapter 1314 1314: 1314: Divine Game: Graveyard of Bones 36","this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-1314",1314,"\u003Cp>Later, during lessons, Rita had once asked QM Foolishness why she hadn't tried researching that clock together with Starsea Foolishness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By all logic, they should have had plenty of time. Even if they could only meet for three minutes a day, as long as they agreed on a location, after so many years they should have accumulated enough attempts to reach some kind of conclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>QM Foolishness's answer had been blunt:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My soul flame has already become part of the Order Clock. I can't influence it. As for Starsea Foolishness… her soul flame is too calm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita translated that silently in her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, both of those research fanatics had their own issues. One couldn't interfere, the other simply couldn't ignite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the past few days, Rita had also tried countless times beside this miniature Order Clock, the so called clock arena. She recalled everything since the beginning of the invasion, all the moments that had shaped her, all the choices she had made.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her soul flame flickered, surged, brightened again and again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the clock arena remained completely unmoved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, it was close to 11 PM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The effect of her last lucky meal had already faded, yet for once Rita didn't prepare another one. She also didn't rush toward the volcano to wait for Lynx Duke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, she crouched quietly, studying the base beneath the clock arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below it stretched several mountain ranges formed from drifting, faint blue stardust. These fragments would suddenly scatter, then gather again, endlessly reshaping the terrain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every time the stardust dispersed, the clock arena would rotate ninety degrees, turning upright. In that instant, a faint projection of a pendulum would appear beneath it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clock and pendulum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Starsea and Quiet Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like a miniature reflection of the entire system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In one hand, she held her snowman, ready to rewind if anything went wrong. With the other, she brushed lightly through the glowing fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no resistance. No damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a soft, fluid sensation, like water slipping through her fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet one tiny fragment lingered in her palm, refusing to drift away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint, cool fragrance approached. Someone crouched down beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita didn't even need to look to know who it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mistblade asked casually, \"How old are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita shot her a sideways glance. \"Not even a fraction of your age.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mistblade let out a quiet laugh and mirrored her movements, reaching out to touch the drifting fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Find anything?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stardust flowed through her fingers the same way, but one fragment also settled in her palm, just like Rita's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita stared at the two fragments resting in their hands and spoke softly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you think the meaning of our existence is?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mistblade: \"???\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She slowly raised her hand and touched Rita's forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita frowned. \"…What are you doing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mistblade replied seriously, \"I have an SSS repair skill. I can fix your brain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita slapped her hand away. \"I'm thinking about something advanced. If you don't get it, forget it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mistblade smiled, gently pushing away the fragment in her palm before catching it again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Starsea's number one. BS Adjudicator. Game Sovereign. And you're only now thinking about existence?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita flicked away the fragment in her own hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I just feel… small. I've come this far, walked this long, and in the end I'm still trapped in a cage. Like my Wrathful Moon…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lantern floated obediently in front of them. Inside, a small moon rested quietly on soft moon sand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita said quietly, \"Look. It can never leave.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mistblade shrugged. \"Then don't look at it. Look at your Cat's Ideal instead.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her logic was simple, direct, almost blunt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it worked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because this time, Rita didn't respond immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mistblade thought she might have gone too far and looked up—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to see Rita staring at the lantern, her eyes suddenly shining brightly, almost like a Fireglint catching light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…I get it,\" Rita murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mistblade blinked. \"Get what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita smiled, slow and certain. \"The answer is in the divine relic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, B80, who had been quietly holding the pocket watch map on her shoulder, spoke up:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"11:02:23.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The King's time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita didn't move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few seconds later, B80 spoke again:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"11:06:29.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita stood up in one smooth motion, recalled B80, and grabbed the floating lantern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I hope I'm right,\" she said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Mistblade could react, Rita activated Dark Side of the Moon—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Target: herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She willingly stepped into the lantern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the item description had once said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moon belongs to no one, but sometimes, it willingly steps into a cage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft glow flickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where Rita had been, only the lantern remained, floating quietly in midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mistblade bent slightly, hands behind her back, peering into the lantern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, a tiny Rita sat atop the moon sand, waving at her as if nothing was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lantern lost all lift and dropped straight down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mistblade reacted instantly, reaching out—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her expression changed sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She vanished from her spot and reappeared several meters away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pale hand had already caught the lantern first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On that hand, two striking rings set with faint blue gemstones gleamed brightly, one on the index finger, one on the ring finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silky gray-white hair fell like fabric.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gray-blue eyes, cold and distant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dark, carefully tailored three-piece robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything about her was subdued, almost understated, yet her presence was impossible to ignore. She stood there like a polished gemstone hidden in shadow, quietly radiant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elf stood beside the small clock, holding the lantern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced at Mistblade, lips curving slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A Moon Fox.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mistblade didn't move, but her hand had already settled firmly on her blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elf asked, calm and direct, \"What rank are you in Starsea?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Second.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elf lifted the lantern slightly. \"She's first?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mistblade hesitated for a fraction of a second. \"…Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elf smiled faintly, then slowly looked Mistblade up and down several times, as if evaluating something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, she shook her head, almost disappointed, and turned away without another word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mistblade: ............\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the Moon God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightchaser was already irritating enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BS Rita was even worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This one might be the worst of them all.\u003C\u002Fp>",1034,"2026-06-06T06:15:33.502Z",1,"novelbin.me","92d39127b5d0b36815203c368f48b373e1db2c4dabee79647e1adab509e6fdb3","this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-1315","this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-1313",1404,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthis-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-cover.jpg"]