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Prologue The Tea Fairy

Sitting in the car of the island, I drove from the remote pastoral to the bustling city. The surrounding high-rise buildings became more and more dense, and the streets were more and more crowded. The moonlight was once again blocked by clouds, and replaced by the bright lights in the modern city. Is this feeling of intimacy or disgust...

This trip was indeed long enough, which gave me a lot of time to think. In most cases, I would rather let go of my thoughts, but my brain was always idle. The trivial clues and fragments were pieced together and sorted out in my mind until they were complete and flawless. Even if I didn't think about it deliberately, I could understand what others had spent their hard work on studying to understand.

Perhaps this is talent, but to me, what people dream of is more like an innate curse.

Since I became sensible, I knew that I was different from other princes. Obviously, my bloodline was once questioned by my father, and my mother was neglected because of this.

But later, when I was about six years old, my bloodline was finally verified. In fact, this was not a complicated medical test, but when things happened to the royal family, they became sensitive political issues, and they were dragged on again and again.

The final result of the test, my hair was blue not because my mother was unfaithful, but because of genetic mutation, which is the so-called mutant.

At that time, I felt that the father who learned the news was mixed. Although I was less than seven years old that year, according to my observation, this conclusion was not wrong.

My mother has never been incompatible with other imperial concubines and queens. There is no huge family support behind her. Before I was born, she didn’t even have a blood relative in the world. A woman from a civilian family was helpless in the deep palace and knew her own suffering. She thought that after giving birth to a son, she would get more attention from her father and some respect from others, but she didn’t expect that this was the beginning of another nightmare. In those years when she was constantly questioning and slandering, if I had no one, my mother might have chosen to die.

I think from the perspective of my father. If I weren't his biological son, he could have executed us mother and son in a legitimate way and solve many problems once and for all.

But after my bloodline was confirmed, my father would be in a dilemma because he owed my mother, and he felt guilty. Moreover, because of my talent, I was likely to be better than his other sons, my brothers.

As a prince who has no political capital and has been called a wild breed since he was born, his talent is a threat to himself.

I don't know what my mother thought, but shortly after my bloodline was verified, she committed suicide by taking poison. Maybe she loved her father and knew that her death could share the worries of that man, which was the only thing she could do; or maybe she thought I was safe, no one dared to speak to me anymore, and no one dared to harm a real prince.

It didn't take me too much time to get out of grief. Perhaps it was my "smartness" that made me know how to adjust my emotions effectively.

When other princes began to receive enlightenment education helplessly, I studied all the knowledge I could learn day and night, studied my superpowers, and focused all my energy and attention on these two things, so as to forget the grief of losing my mother.

When I was twelve years old, I left the palace and joined HighestLaws, and was shocked. But my father supported me very much. He understood that if I stayed in Tiandu, there would be no place for me to stay. Only when people like me could leave far away, my brothers would not feel the threat, so that they would be good to everyone.

At the beginning, I just wanted to find a place to display my talents, but my later development was beyond my expectations.

There are many evildoers in this world, but there are very few smart people. The complicated events that others think are obvious to me. Gradually, I have a certain reputation in HL. People no longer think that I am a prince who needs protection from peers and comes to the organization to play. The upper class began to pay attention to my opinions, entrusted me with important tasks, and transferred me from a false position to a position of practical things.

Perhaps, this feeling of "being needed" is what I was looking for when I left Tiandu.

More than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye. Time is particularly tolerant of me. My aging speed is slower than ordinary people. Now I still look like a student who has just entered high school. I have roughly speculated that if I could die, I might have been over 240 years old at that time. I don’t know what the world would look like at that time. Now my friends no longer call me His Highness Clauze Wittstock. They all call me Tea Fairy, which is the code name for an action I have participated in. They used it at some point. Maybe it is because tea is the only hobby I have shown in front of others.

If there is anything else in this world that makes me feel uneasy, it is that I have not been able to arrest Tianyi until now, and I have never even met him in person.

The first time I came into contact with the crime he committed was five years ago, when I first experienced the real horror. It was not a fear of tangible things. The tangible things were not terrible. At most, it destroyed your body, just like the results left after the crime, which seemed to the general police. But if they saw as many as me, if they could find out how terrifying the whole process of the incident was after those clues were connected, then they would definitely feel admiration and disgust as I did at the same time...

Before I knew it, I was about to reach my destination. The survivor... high school student Ikeda actually survived from Tianyi's game. According to my understanding of Tianyi, Ikeda's life must not be caused by his great compassion or omissions. More than 90% of the possibility was that he deliberately left a living... In addition to the previous phone call, it means that this is the beginning of a brand new game, a game between him and me.
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