What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god?.

[Preface: As long as you don't lose your nobility, the whole world will be open to you. ]

As the sound of the key turning the lock was heard, the door gradually opened.

A man staggered in from the door, too lazy to wash up, and fell asleep on the bed when he returned to the house.

Maybe it was because he drank a little bit of wine, but in his dazed mind, messy fragments of memory flashed through his mind from time to time.

The picture is blurry, as if covered with a thick layer of mosaic, which makes people feel confused.

But gradually, the picture became clearer, and his field of vision kept expanding.

In the end, it was like I had become another person, looking at everything I had experienced since childhood from a God's perspective.

Starting from the newborn baby, the images keep appearing as the baby grows older.

He had forgotten some of these things, but they came to his mind clearly tonight.

This made him a little scared, because he heard that only when people die will their past memories continue to resurface before their eyes.

"It shouldn't be that serious. I just drank a few bottles of beer at a company party. How could I die? Could it be fake alcohol? It shouldn't be that serious, no way!"

This thought suddenly flashed through my mind, and the scene in front of me finally froze at the moment when he walked into the room and lay down on the bed.

The line of sight began to continue to rise, the distance continued to grow, and the darkness slowly spread inward from the edge of the vision.

The scene in front of my eyes gradually became smaller, and finally turned into a tiny dot of light and disappeared into the boundless darkness.

However, he felt that his consciousness was still rising. The moment the light spot disappeared, his consciousness seemed to be freed from some kind of restraint.

It began to climb faster and faster, faster and faster. I didn't know how much time had passed. After all, there seemed to be no concept of time in this dark world.

At the moment when his consciousness completely disappeared, he suddenly found circles of milky white light falling above him.

This gave him a startle. Was he about to wake up?

He wanted to look up to see what it was, but found that he could not move his eyes or twist his head.

I could only rely on the changes in the environment I saw below to confirm that I seemed to be getting closer and closer to the source of the light.

Because ever since I saw those circles of light, the boundless darkness around me began to gradually fade away, until light regained my vision.

With a "puff" sound, he felt as if he had plunged into a sea of ​​light.

There was a milky white halo all around, shining on my body like the warm sun in winter, so warm and soft.

The imagined awakening did not happen. On the contrary, his consciousness began to dissipate rapidly and finally sank into the ocean.

After waking up again, he opened his eyes and looked at the group of blond and blue-eyed people in front of him, feeling a little confused.

What's going on? Am I still dreaming? The people around him seemed to be looking at him, mumbling something.

Then he felt a pain in his buttocks and started crying uncontrollably.

This made him even more confused. Feeling the people around him constantly fiddling with him, he gradually realized that he had traveled through time.

No way, no way! I just drank a few bottles of beer, how could I have traveled through time?

Could it be fake beer? It's not possible that drinking a few bottles of fake beer can kill someone.

He didn't care about the fact that he traveled through time. After all, as a young man in the 21st century, what kind of time-travel dramas had he not seen?

He was just a little bothered by the way he traveled through time. What was that?

Died from drinking fake wine? This is more or less like having some serious illness. It's too low, not classy at all, and brings shame to other time travelers.

Suddenly he seemed to remember something, his pupils widened, and the crying that he had been unable to control stopped abruptly.

He remembered that he left so suddenly this time that his browser records had not been deleted yet!

It’s gone, it’s gone, my innocence is gone.

The crying that had stopped abruptly started again, louder and more miserable than before.

……

It was a long time before he came back to his senses from the extreme shame and slowly looked around.

Upon taking a look, he discovered that everyone around him seemed to be wearing medieval-style clothing. He couldn't help but wonder, could it be that he had traveled back to ancient times?

Then he saw a few people dressed like priests, with solemn expressions and muttering something. This suddenly made him excited.

Could it be that I have traveled to a mysterious world?

[It's just a pity! Even after many years, he still didn't find any trace of the mysterious side. ]

This world seemed to be an extremely ordinary world, which made him feel a little lost.

After all, if there was no mysterious side, this world would be too backward for him.

The most advanced invention at present is still the steam engine, and the most popular entertainment activities are opera, dancing, and horse racing, which makes him miss the mobile phones, computers, and WiFi of the 21st century very much.

He suddenly understood why his father in this life was so keen on creating humans.

He already has twelve brothers and sisters, and now it is said that two more mistresses are pregnant, so with those two, there are fourteen in total.

But the only thing to be thankful for is that my family conditions are quite good this time. I am really close to people with hundreds of millions of dollars and have many talents.

My father is the Duke of the Holy Chris Empire and has his own fiefdom, so I was born into a privileged family. I will kill myself if I work 996 or 997.

And he doesn't need to worry about his brothers and sisters stealing his property or anything.

Because according to the laws of this world, they are illegitimate children and have no right of inheritance.

And he is the legitimate son of the Duchess and the heir to the Duchy.

This golden throne is like it's welded to his butt, no one can take it away.

This way of thinking doesn’t seem right. It seems like I have a biological sister with the same father and mother?

But it doesn't matter. This little girl wants to compete with me? It's simply unbelievable.

Thanks to the bonus of being a time traveler, he could speak the common language of the Chris Empire fluently when he was seven months old.

At the age of three, his talent in arithmetic amazed the principality's top mathematicians.

At the age of five, he was able to make useful suggestions in the Principality Council.

And where was my elder sister at that time? Ugh, my stinky little sister? I was probably still playing in the mud in the garden.

Now his reputation as a genius has spread throughout the principality, and even many people in the empire have heard of his reputation as a genius.

The position of the successor is welded in place, it's pretty stable.

[Because the protagonist was put into a small dark room once when he was underage, the protagonist was changed to 18 years old. 】