My older sister is a villainous rich girl

"In this world, because of the existence of magical talent, everyone's achievements in life are limited by their own bloodline and background."

"I used to think that Wayne's existence at least proved that magical geniuses could be born from ordinary families. Perhaps it was only the long-term monopoly of knowledge that led to the huge gap between nobles and commoners..."

A magical genius boy from humble beginnings and a magically useless young lady from a prestigious family—isn't this the essential element of a classic romantic comedy?

Although he didn't like the "crazy literature" of Mary Sue otome anime, the obvious overlap in character settings actually made Wayne feel at ease.

Living in such a girlish world, seemingly filled with pink bubbles, is much more comfortable than the daily dramas of bitterness, hatred, and violence.

Then, as a representative of ordinary people who can also change their own destiny, I will launch a large-scale reform to liberate productive forces, thereby making the country prosperous.

In the end, you and your loved ones will live happily ever after in this "golden age" that you created with your own hands, and at the end of your life, you will have a peaceful and fulfilling life without any regrets.

—This is the script I should have received.

But fate loves to play tricks on people, and the story was never what I imagined from the very beginning.

Wayne's existence was, from beginning to end, just another powerful piece of evidence for the theory of bloodline, while his beloved family members were actually the enemies who had destroyed his country.

If it weren't for the observer's perspective inherent to time travelers, Wayne, having personally experienced all of this, would undoubtedly have been the perfect breeding ground for dark magic. If he didn't have other trump cards up his sleeve, he might have run into serious trouble tonight.

Did the Duke of Elliott know all this before he adopted him?

Wayne refused to question it.

It seems that Tasia is probably the only 'outlier' who can stand out from the common people.

However, does the fact that Tasia can do it mean that other ordinary people can do it too?

He knew very well that this was impossible.

Chapter 612 The Resentful One

The Chosen One is not someone who can be easily replaced by just anyone.

Seeing that Wayne remained silent, Little White didn't seem to care what he was thinking. "What? Are you planning to mass-produce a large number of commoner mages?"

"Can't I?" Wayne retorted.

"In short, I don't recommend you do that." His tone was calm and collected, making it difficult to discern his true attitude. "What truly sustains this world is not simply power or technological advancement, but order and stability."

"Order and stability..."

Grasping the unspoken meaning hidden behind those two words, Wayne seemed to suddenly understand something.

Xiao Bai casually used a vivid analogy: "A secondary plane that relies on a certain main world has a fixed upper limit on the amount of energy it can hold. It's like blowing up a balloon; once too much air is poured in, it will—"

"Bang!" It exploded on the ground.

Secondary dimension?

Sure enough, it knew more than just the original plot.

"You mean to say that a mage powerful enough can shake the foundations of this world?" Wayne frowned. "Then what about our existence?"

If this world needs to maintain a certain balance, aren't we ourselves and the person in front of us the most likely to disrupt it...?

"Me? I'm an 'exception,' don't include me." Xiao Bai looked completely at ease, seemingly not feeling that he would be bound by the so-called "rules."

"And you, so far, haven't gone too far in courting disaster; at least you haven't crossed the line that this world can tolerate. If nothing unexpected happens, things will continue to develop smoothly... well, probably."

Don't be so ambiguous about it!

Wayne couldn't possibly guess how much of what the white dog was saying was true.

But his intuition told him that Xiaobai's advice was indeed in line with its consistent behavioral logic—providing convenience for itself while carefully restraining its actions.

This shows that even in its eyes, "deviating from the main plot" is by no means an easy thing to handle.

Perhaps one day in the future, when I finally have an unavoidable conflict with Xiaobai, this might be one of the trump cards I can use to blackmail it.

"Thank you so much."

Wayne approached it and sat down cross-legged on the lawn. "Although I don't know your origins..."

"However, I believe you."

The stagnant garden seemed to have lost its vitality, lacking its usual fresh scent and the dampness of the night.

"After all these years together, Chris and I have come to regard you as family."

There was a hint of helplessness in his voice.

Time is a terrible thing.

It seems that as long as enough time is spent, obsessions and wariness will eventually be diluted to the point that they no longer stir up any ripples in one's heart.

He had been on guard ever since he met this guy, but now it was just that—on guard.

To everyone's surprise, Xiaobai burst into laughter, rolling on the spot. "Hey, are you suddenly trying to sweet-talk me? Kid, that won't work on me. I'm not that kind of shallow person."

shallow……

Wayne immediately felt embarrassed.

"Okay, I admit I'm a bit shallow," he thought to himself, "a good man doesn't argue with a dog, but I didn't lie to you."

Unwilling to dwell on the topic any further, Wayne raised another question.

"So, you should actually be considered a time traveler as well, right?"

Looking at the corner of the garden, which appeared particularly gloomy due to the lack of sunlight, Wayne let out a deep breath.

The thought of his past successes as a transmigrator, achieved through advantages that could almost be considered cheating, filled him with a sense of shame, as if his privacy had been invaded. It was like being immersed in a VR dating sim with beautiful girls, only to find someone sitting next to you watching the whole time when you take off the device.

Having witnessed all of this, would it pretend to be indifferent while secretly scoffing at its own arrogance as a transmigrator?

"Why not arrange a more advantageous identity for yourself?" he asked in a low voice.

With power beyond the level of this world, even if its true form is just a dog, becoming the leader of a powerful force wouldn't be difficult, which would make its plans much smoother.

"Tch, don't compare me to you selfish transmigrators." Xiao Bai was extremely disdainful of this title. "I've already said, I'm just an observer."

Wayne looked a little bewildered, as if he couldn't quite understand where the accusation came from.

"Isn't that right?" Xiaobai walked up to him, her dark eyes staring intently at Wayne.

"Human, you only came here to fulfill your own wish, didn't you?"

Wayne opened his mouth as if to speak, but couldn't find the words to refute him.

"Whether it's you or Chris... you are both resentful people who have come here only to find what you have never been able to obtain in your entire lives."

It exposes an obvious fact.

It's hard to find any flaws in its conclusions; I myself have thought about it before—

Now that I've traveled through time, there must be some meaning to prolong my otherwise boring life for a while longer, right?

Things I've always wanted to do but never dared to, I must try this time; things I've always strived for but never achieved, I must achieve this time.

Yes, that's... naked selfishness.

Wayne fell silent.

He used to simply wish that the things that people around him desired could be fulfilled. But once he gained extraordinary abilities, his desires seemed to be expanding along with his power.

"I have no desires to fulfill, so my real identity makes no difference to me." Although Xiaobai looked up at the boy in front of him, he seemed to completely disregard him, his eyes filled with arrogance. "An observer should not interfere with the fate of anyone in the story."

It's lying.

Wayne understood this very well.

If it truly had no desires, it wouldn't have bothered to ask me to help it rid itself of its witch-like nature, nor would it worry about its influence causing the plot to deviate from its intended path.

The only explanation is that it doesn't want itself to know its true "wish."

Wayne did not expose its inconsistency between words and actions.

"Even if there is, it doesn't matter. Considering how much you've helped me, I'll help you as long as your request is reasonable."

After a pause, Wayne emphasized again, "This time, it's not about yielding to coercion, but about being your companion and friend."

He didn't avoid Xiaobai's strangely oppressive gaze. "In exchange, if one day you can no longer stand on my side, please don't hide our differences from me."

Chapter 613 Coward

It is difficult to open up to someone.

—Especially for a coward who is used to hiding himself.

Can I truly express myself honestly?

Whenever she looks in the mirror and sees a familiar yet unfamiliar figure, Chris always silently asks this question in her heart.

A few strands of golden hair, slightly framing her ears, shimmered dazzlingly in the bright candlelight. Her expensive clothes and jeweled embellishments accentuated her delicate features, making her appear both haughty and flamboyant.

She's a character who perfectly fits the central role in a girl's fantasy.

Chris reached out and gently covered the slightly bewildered eyes of the person in the mirror.

“Young Miss, this outfit suits you very well; you look even more beautiful and charming.” Karen’s voice suddenly came from behind.

Chris gave a faint smile and subtly withdrew her hand.

"Thank you, Karen."

I have to admit that being praised by all sorts of people around me every day has definitely made me thick-skinned.

If things continue like this, one day I'll be able to accept all the compliments about my appearance without any hesitation.

"It's just a heartfelt feeling." Karen smiled and walked to her side, straightening and securing a lady's hat adorned with beautiful feathers for her, completing the last step before leaving the house.

"Alright! Young Master Wayne is already waiting downstairs, and all necessary personal belongings are prepared. Shall we depart now?"

This time, Chris is going to attend a very formal banquet with strong social significance.

His Majesty the King, with his wide-ranging artistic interests, would occasionally convene such team-building activities under various pretexts. This allowed him to satisfy his personal hobbies while also strengthening relationships with nobles from all walks of life. Of course, most importantly, it also provided an opportunity to showcase the lavish lifestyle of the Lornes royal family to the outside world.

These many wonderful features kept His Majesty the King entertained.

However, Chris didn't like this scene.

Plan ahead according to the closeness of relationships and social status, then meet with people you don't really need to meet, accept their elaborate flattery, and then respond with the same old lines.

Everyone was laughing and chatting, and the atmosphere seemed festive and joyful. However, all that politeness was just a facade, a carefully crafted pretense to seize power and wealth. Once the feast was over, nothing "real" would remain.

In her eyes, attending these tedious and boring occasions was far less fun than going to the countryside with Wayne to catch wild rabbits in a light and simple manner.

But even so, she no longer resists these responsibilities.

That's right, it's responsibility.

This is the necessary sacrifice to protect what you cherish.

Looking at her beautiful reflection in the mirror, Chris pursed her lips.

……

The main hall on the first floor of the Duke's mansion.

Leaning back on the soft leather sofa, Wayne, feeling rather bored, twirled his top hat back and forth between his fingers.

After having an open and honest talk with Xiaobai, Wayne temporarily put aside some of his concerns.

"Observers should not interfere with the fate of anyone in the story," this seems to be its code of conduct.

In that case, my situation may not be that dangerous.

In some ways, the more one's fate intersects with that of other characters in the story, the safer one feels.

He had long anticipated that ladies always needed to spend a lot of time preparing before traveling. As for Duke Elliott, he had said not long ago that he had left early on other important business, so the task of taking care of his family fell to Wayne.

Seeing Elliott's furrowed brow after hearing a certain piece of news, Wayne roughly understood what he was worried about.

He had also heard some rumors. The conflict between the king and queen was no longer concealed, and that was why the lady beside the king had become particularly eye-catching.

Lady Cherry, who had deep ties to the rebels, gradually stepped out from behind the scenes with the support of His Majesty the King.

Of course, others may not know those secrets; they are simply instinctively worried about the growing influence of such a special being.

Is this a good thing or a bad thing for me?

"Wayne!"