"Then the next generation of families that are close to the royal family and the aristocratic team that holds real power will not have the Willick family."
"Even the current head of the family has used Willik's current momentum to obtain several ministerial positions."
"But once the king's closeness and trust are not cultivated..."
"In a few generations, the Willick family will be like other families, having to bear the consequences of their own decline or prosperity."
This is what the biological father of Mai Fan's body least wants to see.
This was also the reason why he was unwilling to rescue her again and again.
The question is, has this body shown anything special before?
If so, if he gets in touch with the patriarch of the family, will he reveal the secret?
Judging from the current development, he does not have this talent at all.
If father and son really met, how would he explain that his talent disappeared out of thin air?
Mai Fan pondered.
The bird on the shoulder has told everything he knows.
It's time to say goodbye.
"The first communication is completed. The next routine communication will be scheduled for ten days."
If there are no major breakthroughs, they had originally planned to maintain two or three progress calls a month.
This kind of communication is mentally taxing.
The little bird tilted its head and clicked, as if it had woken up and found that it had landed on the shoulder of a human being.
For this little bird, it might just be a sleepy adventure.
It flapped its wings and flew straight into the sky, flying to the location where the breeder had directed it.
Mai Fan was left alone in the room, packing his luggage for departure and thinking about how to deal with it.
"Amnesia, this is a rhetoric."
But a person's own talent will not be transferred by amnesia.
Just when he was a little worried about how he would get through it when the time came.
Suddenly, the diary in his arms beeped twice.
And this kind of beeping sound is usually only heard from the strongest villain system.
Have you woken up?
Has it finally found its place in this world?
Mai Fan quickly opened the diary, and the familiar voice came from inside.
"Oh my God, it's really hard to replenish energy here."
"I didn't expect that the will of the world would restrain me so harshly."
"If the executor hadn't activated the main mission of this world..."
"I am still in a sealed state."
Mai Fan was curious: "You woke up a long time ago? Why didn't you give me a response?"
The system was also quite aggrieved: "It was the will of the world that locked me up."
"If you haven't activated the main line of this world, then I won't be able to show up for a day."
"Because this is a world without order, or where the protagonist, supporting roles and villains are not determined."
"I need you as the executor to finalize the role."
"And just now, the internal fighting in your family was enough to influence the succession of a country and the rise and fall of a family..."
"The stories in it are enough to be written into a very exciting novel."
"Just now, some of my basic functions were released with just a swipe."
"That's when I realized that I can get in touch with you now."
"However, there is not much help I can provide you...they are all very basic tips."
"The talent of this body can be returned to you."
"Before it is determined, the will of this world is afraid that you will mess up, so it deliberately removed the talents of the original villain that may have an impact on this world."
Now, the script begins...
Mai Fan can also use this talent.
As he spoke, a golden ball floated out from the system.
With a whoosh, it sank directly into Mai Fan's head.
As if absorbed by his spiritual power, it suddenly disappeared without a trace.
And Mai Fan's body seemed to have something inexplicable.
At the same time, the mechanical sound of the villain system marked this feeling.
'The gift of prophecy: what you say will come true.'
