C1 My Death Flags Are Damn Sweet

"Her name is Alisa. She will be your sister from now on, Roya."

In the luxurious living room, a handsome but thin middle-aged man held the hand of a silver-haired little girl and introduced her to the black-haired boy who was not tall and dressed in an expensive little dress.

The man's name was Katia Alucard, a noble of St. Maestre Theocracy, a Marquis, and the Chief Wizard of the Knights of the Holy Church. The leader of the Alucard family was also standing in front of him with a blank expression on his face. The little boy, Roya, who was not even ten years old, was the father of the Alucard.

Roya was nine years old this year. He was the only son of the Marquis. He had a handsome face, long black hair, and a height of 1.4 meters. For a well-nourished noble of this age, he was slightly lower. His thin and weak body showed that his daily training was lacking. The education he received from a noble since he was young made him have a steady temperament. An Jing, according to his first impression, was a good type.

However, these were just appearances. In fact, Roya was famous for being an evil young master. Although he was still young, he had a lot of bad deeds. Even the servants in the Marquis's Mansion would change their expressions when they mentioned him.

And it was this evil young master who was staring fixedly at the girl who was about to become his adopted sister. His golden pupils, which had been inherited from his mother, were glowing, and his expression was extremely ugly. His body was as stiff as a stone statue on a fountain in the garden.

"Roya, what are you doing? You scared her!"

The middle-aged man found Alisa, who had been frightened by Roya's expression, was a little embarrassed. He could only lower his voice and shout at his son, who only looked good on the outside but was very mischievous on the inside.

Was it necessary? Was it necessary?!

Alisa is beautiful, but you are the son of a Marquis. Where is the etiquette taught by the etiquette teacher?

Katia Alucard's fair face turned red because of his son's embarrassing performance. He raised his hand to give the brat a kick. But just as he raised his hand, he thought of his late wife. After a moment of hesitation, he could only sigh.

"Cough, cough, Alisa, it seems that you must be tired. It's my fault that I shouldn't have let him do so many spell training."

Marquis Katia pulled down his old face and tried to smooth things over for his son. At the same time, he gestured to the female servants beside him. The sensible servants immediately took Roya to rest. Behind the little boy, the voice of a girl could be heard.

"No, it's okay. It's not father's fault..."

Roya, Alucard, was currently doubting life.

Because he had transmigrated, or rather, he had just recalled the memories of his past life.

Roya, male and female, university student of the Heavenly Dynasty at the age of 20. He did not have any strange family background, nor did he have any love experiences that were like pancakes. If there was anything different about the ordinary Tong Ping Ping Fan, then... It was probably because they were more otaku. They usually liked to read novels and chase after each other. He also liked to play otaku games.

Cough cough, he understood everything.

However, such an ordinary person did not expect that he would be unlucky enough to encounter a traffic accident. He swiftly entered the transmigrator army and became one of them.

Thus, he became Roya, Alucard, the only son of the ancient marquis family, St. Maestre Theocracy, one of the top three families in the continent. He would be the next head of the family, a true noble.

If he did not know anything, faced with this second life, Noah would probably be happy to become a well-matched landlord's silly son. He would squander as much as he wanted and do whatever he wanted. Unfortunately, Roya knew some things.

"The Heathcliff family... has it."

"The Sorofia... has it too!"

"Oh, Azima, if, if this person also has one... Clang!"

The sound of heavy books falling to the ground rang out, like the sound of a funeral bell ringing in Roya's heart.

"There really is... Hehe, it's over, it's all over!"

The black-haired boy in the study hugged his head in disbelief. He felt his blood pressure slowly rising, and he felt dizzy as if he had a cerebral thrombosis.

"Did I push myself into the oil pan with butter?"

After comparing a large amount of information, Roya was certain that he had reincarnated into a world of beautiful girls that he had played before. Furthermore... he had become a big villain!

Roya remembered that the name of the game was Logger's Eye. It was a rather strange game. The content of the game was a very rare epic, and there were many characters that could be used as guides. The illustrations were very delicate, but unfortunately... they were not popular.

There were many reasons for it not being popular, but there were two main reasons. One was because it was all ages, and the other was because its storyline was often ambiguous and vague.

The strategy of this game was extremely strange, with years as the unit. If that was all, then forget it. As a script, it actually frequently skipped storyline. There was a war for no reason, and then there was a war. It could even kill characters, and even female main characters would die!

Roya's evaluation of this game was a weirdo. The screenwriter was like a record player with limited information. He did not fill in any holes for you. He was only responsible for writing down what he knew for you to see.

Regarding this trash game, Roya played it entirely because although the character with the same name as him was a villain, he was a commander compared to him. For some reason, he had the feeling of being replaced. Also... The female characters were too beautiful!

Because of this, he recognized the girl at first glance when he saw her.

Alisa - Alucard.

Cang Yin's son, the highest grade of silver bloodline, the Silver Moon of St. Maestre Theocracy. Her beauty was like the Ice Soul that only appeared once every hundred years at the top of the extinct La La Mountains, and also like the dazzling cold blade of the supreme sword of Kingdom of Knights's Pandul. Her body was as perfect and gentle as the creation of a god. Her red eyes were soul-stirring, but also seemed to contain the poems of spring and autumn.

She was cold and proud, but at the same time, her heart was soft and delicate.

Of course, this was the future of her, or rather, she, who could conquer the female lead. As for now... she was still a seven-year-old brat.

As for Roya, he was a nine-year-old brat.

But as the saying went, age wasn't a problem, let alone two years old. This didn't pose any hindrance to Roya. If he didn't know anything... He probably would have pounced on this angel who had yet to spread his wings.

Unfortunately, he knew, so he was afraid.

The little devil, who had been stunned in the living room earlier, had not only suddenly regained his memories from his previous life, but he had also been petrified on the spot.

Because the weak little girl in front of him, Alisa Alucard, who was protected by his father, had killed her sworn brother, Roya Alucard, ten years later.

The kind where even his ashes were blown away.