"Her name is Ai Lisi. From now on, she will be your little sister, Luo Ya."
In a luxurious living room, a handsome but somewhat skinny middle-aged man was holding the hand of a silver-haired little girl as he introduced her to a short black-haired boy who was wearing an expensive suit.
The man's name was Ka Diya Akat, a noble of the Saint Maester Empire, a Marquis, the chief wizard of the Paladins, the head of the Akat family, and also the father of the little boy Luo Ya Akat who was less than 10 years old.
Luo Ya Akat, 9 years old this year, the only son of the Marquis family. His facial features were handsome, and his black hair was slightly long. He was 1.4 meters tall, which was slightly short for a well-nourished noble at this age. His skinny body showed that he didn't exercise enough. The noble education he received from a young age made him calm and quiet. His first impression was that he was a good type.
However, these were all appearances. In reality, Luo Ya was a notorious bully. Although he was young, he had a lot of bad deeds. Even the servants in the Marquis' mansion would change their expressions when they mentioned him.
And it was precisely this kind of young thug who was currently staring intently at the girl who was about to become his adopted sister. The golden pupils that he inherited from his mother constricted and emitted a radiance. His expression was abnormally ugly and his body was as stiff as a stone statue in a garden fountain.
"Luo Ya, what are you doing? You scared her! "
The middle-aged man who saw Ai Lisi shrink back in fear because of Luo Ya's expression was a little embarrassed. He could only lower his voice and yell at his son who was only passable on the outside, but naughty on the inside.
Is it necessary? Is it necessary?!
Ai Lisi is good-looking, but you are the son of a Marquis. Where are the manners that the etiquette teacher taught you?
Ka Diya Akat's white face was a little red because of his son's embarrassing behavior. He raised his hand and wanted to slap this brat, but just as he raised his hand, he thought of his deceased wife. After hesitating for a moment, he could only sigh.
"Ahem, Ai Lisi, it seems that your Luo Ya -gege is tired. It's my fault for making him do so much spell training."
Marquis Ka Diya pulled down his old face to mediate for his son while gesturing to the maids beside him. The sensible maids immediately took Luo Ya to rest, and the girl's reluctant voice sounded behind the little boy.
"It's, it's fine. It's not Father's fault …"
Luo Ya Akat was currently doubting his life.
Because he had transmigrated, or rather, he had just recalled the memories of his previous life.
Luo Ya, male, female, twenty years old, a university student in the Celestial Empire. He did not have a strange family background, nor did he have a thousand-layer pancake love experience. He was just an ordinary person. If there was anything different about him, it would probably be that he was more of a homebody. He usually liked to read novels, watch dramas, and play some homebody games.
Cough, cough. Everyone who understood understood.
But such an ordinary person, who would have thought that he would be so unlucky as to be caught in a traffic accident and slip into the army of transmigrators and become one of them.
Thus, he became Luo Ya Akat, the only son of the ancient Marquis Akat of Saint Mestre, one of the three strongest countries in the continent. He was the next head of the family, a true aristocrat.
If he did not know anything, facing this second life, Luo Ya would probably be happy to be the foolish son of a rich landlord, squandering to his heart's content and doing whatever he wanted. But unfortunately, Luo Ya knew something.
"The Heathcliff family … has it."
"Sorofia … has it as well!"
"Lukas Achman, this, if this person also has it … Crash!"
The sound of a heavy book falling to the ground sounded, like a death knell striking Luo Ya's heart.
"There really is … Haha, it's over, it's all over!"
In the study, the black-haired little boy held his head in disbelief. He could only feel his blood pressure skyrocketing, and his whole body was dizzy as if he had a cerebral thrombosis.
"Did I push butter into a pot of oil?"
After comparing a large amount of information, Luo Ya confirmed that he had reincarnated into the world of a game that he once played, and … became a great villain!
Luo Ya remembered the name of the game was called "Eye of the Recorder." It was a rather strange dating game, and the content was rarely seen. There were many characters to be defeated, and the illustrations were quite exquisite. Unfortunately … it was not popular.
There were many reasons why it was not popular, but there were two main reasons. One was that it was age-oriented, and the other was that the plot was often ambiguous and unclear.
The progress of this game was extremely strange. It was measured in years. If that was all, it would be fine. However, as a script, it often skipped the plot. Wars would break out out of nowhere, and the players would fight without knowing what was going on. Sometimes, the characters would even die, including the female lead!
Luo Ya's evaluation of this game was that it was strange. The scriptwriter was like a recorder with limited information, and he did not fill in the gaps at all. He was only responsible for writing down what he knew and showing it to the players.
Luo Ya played this trashy game because although the character with the same name as him was a villain, he was a handsome guy. For some reason, he was inexplicably immersed in the game, and … the female characters were too beautiful!
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