Everyone Wants Me Dead: The Villain Lord's Survival Diary-Chapter 1 – Eaglehold's Vassal Lord

"Hehehe..."
"Hehe..."
Strange laughter echoed in the room.
The young master is having another episode... The old knight sighed.
Should I disturb the young master?
But the matter is urgent, so he finally knocked on the door.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Young master, the ennoblement ceremony is about to begin."
"I know, just a moment." A warm voice, as refreshing as a spring breeze, came from the room, suggesting that the strange laughter had come from someone else.
In the lavishly decorated room.
A young man with platinum hair and blue eyes stood in front of a mirror inlaid with gold edges and sapphires, the floor covered with a soft carpet made from northern antelope wool, muffling any sound.
He was handsome and imposing, wearing a black woolen sweater underneath a dignified earl's attire, with a belt made of rhino crocodile leather neatly fastened at his waist. The family crest on his chest was a golden lion's head, intricately carved with gold threads.
He was Sylvie Goldlion, originally named Su Nian.
He was a reincarnator, having arrived in this world 20 years ago, and today was the day he would be ennobled as the Lord of Eaglehold.
Standing before the mirror, Sylvie admired his handsome reflection, unable to resist a moment of narcissism:
"The second son of the Goldlion Family, Star of the Empire, the youngest earl, the prized disciple of the late Legendary Sword Saint... Any one of these titles would make me the protagonist.
And I'm so handsome, tsk tsk...
From today onwards, I'm the Lord of Eaglehold. I must leave a good impression on the people of Eaglehold... Of course, the most important thing is to hope the players don't arrive..."
It's no wonder Sylvie was muttering to himself like this.
After all, since he was four years old, he suddenly realized that his identity was not quite right.
His name, his family, his Legendary Sword Saint master, everything about him matched a scumbag boss from a 100% realistic virtual reality game from his previous life.
That boss was also named Sylvie Goldlion.
Even after all these years since reincarnation, he still hadn't figured out whether that game from his previous life was just a game or a real world.
After all, the players haven't arrived yet, have they?
"I remember in my previous life, the players arrived right after the Lord of Eaglehold's ennoblement... But now there's no sign of them, maybe they've given up~"
Sylvie comforted himself.
He had specifically postponed the ennoblement for over half a month for this day.
***
"Knock, knock, knock—"
The clock struck nine in the morning, its chimes echoing as a flock of white doves took flight against the clear blue sky.
The ennoblement ceremony had begun.
Bathed in the sound of the bells, Sylvie smiled, held his head high, and walked out of the room.
[Ding! System activation in progress!]
At this moment, a sudden robotic voice sounded in his mind.
[System activation complete, the strongest villain system at your service]
Sylvie froze, his smile gradually turning pale.
He just wanted the ennoblement ceremony to go smoothly, so he could take his place as the Lord of Eaglehold and enjoy the good life.
But.
The unexpected still happened.
"System? No, I don't need a system, don't come near me!!" He was extremely resistant inside, but on the surface, he could only force a smile and continue walking forward. The servants lining the path looked at him with reverence, admiring their lord's youth and strength, unaware that he was about to break down.
[Ding! Detected host's resistance to the system, would you like to unbind the system?]
Is there such a good thing?
Quickly unbind, he just wanted a simple life, with a maid on his left, a maid on his right, a maid sitting on him, and... ahem, in short, a happy life.
"Unbind, unbind, disappear from my mind immediately, I warn you, binding a host without permission is a violation of human rights, you know?" Sylvie sternly warned the system.
[Ding! Attention, players will arrive tomorrow, as a boss destined to die, are you sure you want to unbind the system?]
Players arriving tomorrow! Sylvie was dumbfounded.
Wasn't his effort to delay the coronation by fifteen days in vain?
While Sylvie was silent, the system spoke:
[Host defaulted to unbinding, unbinding in progress...]
"Wait a minute! Don't rush!" Sylvie hurriedly called out.
He was more concerned about what the system said afterward: "Tell me first, what does destined to die mean?"
[The host cannot escape the fate of being killed by players, this is Sylvie Goldlion's destiny, unless assisted by this system]
Sylvie couldn't help but sneer, he didn't believe it at all.
In the game from his previous life, Sylvie Goldlion was killed by players not only because he was a version boss but also because of his violent, lecherous, and tyrannical behavior during his tenure as Lord of Eaglehold. He committed countless atrocities, including massacring his people, desecrating the Demi-human Saintess, and capturing numerous demi-human female slaves, forcing them to be naked in the castle.
His name became synonymous with terror.
The key was that the Demi-human Saintess, Roye, was the players' novice guide NPC.
Tragedy is tearing apart the most beautiful things for others to see.
After the Demi-human Saintess was abducted, desecrated, and committed suicide in despair, the enraged players overcame a ten-level difference and overwhelmed Sylvie Goldlion with sheer numbers.
Not only that, but they also hung Sylvie Goldlion's corpse at Winterfell City's gates, whipping it for days.
Back then, he was one of the players venting on the corpse, and even though he wasn't a first beta player, he still came to witness the dried corpse of the Lord of Eaglehold during the second beta, and he even cut off the Lord's little brother.
Immediately afterward, his game pod short-circuited and exploded, and when he opened his eyes again, he had reincarnated as the infant Sylvie.
In short, the Lord of Eaglehold's quick demise was largely due to his heinous actions.
But he hadn't committed any of those acts now, and he didn't plan to repeat the Lord of Eaglehold's misdeeds in the future.
"System, go ahead and unbind." Sylvie said nonchalantly, "As a lord, I have plenty of opportunities to build good relationships with the newly arrived players, maybe even exploit them a bit. The so-called destined death won't happen."
[Have you heard of the world line correction effect, host? For example, you still became the Lord of Eaglehold and are about to be ennobled]
The system's words struck Sylvie like a bolt of lightning.
His heart skipped a beat, and his face turned pale.
According to the game background of "Kain Continent" from his previous life, this territory was voluntarily given to him by his father, Duke Manhattan. In this life, however, he actively applied for it, and there were many duke's offspring competing for it at the time.
Back then, he just wanted to lie low.
After all, the closer to the Royal Capital, the deeper the waters, and he wanted to be an earl in a remote area, far from the emperor's reach, where he could do as he pleased.
Now, thinking back, he clearly had more choices at the time. There were so many remote territories, why did he inexplicably choose Eaglehold? And everything that happened afterward, his actions, apprenticeship, graduation from Knight Academy... nothing changed.
Is this the so-called world line correction?
The only thing that changed was the ennoblement time being postponed by fifteen days.
"So, system, can you change the world line?"
[This system cannot directly change the world line, but it cannot be detected by □□□. The host can enhance their strength through this system, influencing the course of fate and avoiding death]
Is that so...
Sylvie furrowed his brow in thought.
He didn't fully trust the system, but the players' arrival seemed unavoidable. The system had no reason to deceive him on this matter, meaning that breaking the situation now required making good use of the system as a tool.
"Bind it."
When the car reaches the mountain, there will be a way. Let's see what this system is all about.
After all, it's a golden finger, it shouldn't be too bad.
With this thought, Sylvie couldn't help but feel a bit of anticipation.
[Alright! The strongest villain system successfully bound (◦˙▽˙◦)]
[Now, let me introduce the system's services to the host!]
After the binding was complete, Sylvie couldn't tell if it was his imagination, but the previously cold robotic voice seemed to become a bit more cheerful.
[The host needs to complete a series of storyline tasks, such as humiliating the Saintess, attacking Morninglight Town to massacre players, collecting demi-human female slaves, and other villain quests. Completing these quests will grant storyline rewards, significantly enhancing the host's strength]
[Additionally, the system will randomly refresh a series of daily villain quests. Completing these quests will unlock the system's lottery feature]
[Ding! Now issuing a villain...]
Before the system could finish, Sylvie, whose face was growing darker, immediately interrupted: "System, something's not right! If I follow the previous lord and do those despicable things, won't I die even faster?"
[Refusing tasks will result in no rewards. The system predicts three possible outcomes for the host's future]
[Outcome one: Physically castrated by players]
[Outcome two: Transformed into a Lolita by □□□]
[Outcome three: Host dies, system changes host]
".....Fuck."
Sylvie took a deep breath, calming himself before suppressing his urge to explode,
"Well, it's not that I can't do the tasks, but you need to tell me why I have to follow that doomed path?"
[Even if this system doesn't make the host do those things, the host will inevitably become entangled in them due to fate, through various coincidences, misunderstandings, and intertwined destinies with those demi-humans, leading to a doomed outcome]
He understood what the system meant.
In short, it's still the world line correction.
Just like in the movie "Final Destination," death always comes through various coincidences and accidents, no matter how hard you try to avoid it.
Before Sylvie could respond, the system cheerfully continued:
[Ding! Now announcing daily villain quests]
[Villain quest one: Beat up a villager, only a cold-blooded and ruthless boss can live longer!]
[Villain quest two: Steal ten children's lollipops, only a thick-skinned boss can withstand the blows of fate!]
[Villain quest three: Trample a villager's vegetable garden, only a shameless boss can have flexible boundaries!]
[Note: Completing one daily villain quest unlocks the lottery. Completing all three increases the chance of a critical hit, with excellent rewards. It's recommended to complete all tasks before drawing rewards]
After hearing the system's three tasks.
Sylvie didn't need a mirror to know his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Is this thing really a villain system and not a petty thug system? How could a dignified lord stoop to such petty and disgraceful acts?
Both his modern education from his previous life and his noble education in this life wouldn't allow Sylvie to do such shameless things.
In his understanding, a true villain has their own goals and boundaries, is a hardworking striver, a devoted seeker of their path, an incomprehensible transcendent.
If it were such a villain, he would be willing to be one.
But based on the system's daily tasks, this is nothing more than a rogue.
Sensing Sylvie's emotions.
The considerate system immediately added a warm reminder.
[This daily task is a beginner's version, meant to break the host's boundaries. The host's enemies are incredibly powerful, and the path to changing fate is perilous. Without flexible boundaries, it will be fatal]
A flexible boundary, indeed.
Today, he learned what kind of system could describe shamelessness so elegantly.
Sylvie was momentarily speechless, feeling a surge of old blood in his chest.
The enemies he had to face were indeed incredibly powerful, the Fourth Calamity—players, who could kill even gods if they showed a health bar, and they could revive.
"System, can you become a system girl?"
[Is the host dreaming?]
"Can your tasks be more reasonable?"
[This daily task is a beginner's reward task, a one-time offer. There won't be such simple and easy tasks in the future, the host should be grateful!]
"Can I exploit your loopholes?"
[Ding! The system has no loopholes.]
"......"
Sylvie suddenly felt an urge to strangle the system, but unfortunately, it had no physical form.
"Never mind, I can't give up." He shook his head, thoughts swirling in his mind: "At least the previous lord didn't have the system's help, and although the system seems a bit intelligent, it doesn't seem very smart, it should be easy to handle."
"If I can make good use of the system as a variable, I might be able to change the world line, defy fate, and escape the destiny of being killed by players and the protagonist party!"
With this thought, Sylvie temporarily accepted the "rationality" of these tasks.
Since he was here, he might as well make the best of it.
First, he needed to complete the ennoblement ceremony.
***
The ennoblement ceremony quickly concluded amidst the chimes of Winterfell City's bells.
The earl's ennoblement announcement was posted on the bulletin board by knights, and this news would be delivered throughout Eaglehold by dedicated knights.
Since Eaglehold was a remote territory, not many nobles attended his ennoblement ceremony, which suited Sylvie just fine.
He was about to take his dragon-blooded warhorse for a stroll in Winterfell City, his mind recalling some information from the game in his previous life.
Before reincarnation, he hadn't participated in the game's first beta.
He wasn't very familiar with the early game plot.
But he knew it roughly started with a group of demi-humans.
Demi-humans had ears on their heads and tails at their waists, a nomadic race wandering between the human kingdom and the Orc Empire.
They were born without any magical or battle aura talent, so they were at the bottom of Kain Continent's power hierarchy. As for how such a race survived and even established a kingdom, he wasn't sure.
Humans discriminated against demi-humans, and orcs treated them as food.
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Beautiful demi-human maidens would be captured by slavers, while male demi-humans often became the lowest of slaves.
Only in remote human territories, in simple and honest places, could one still see some wandering demi-humans, at least maintaining their freedom.
In the game from his previous life, the Lord of Eaglehold was an eccentric earl who had a thing for demi-humans' beast ears and tails.
This scumbag lord didn't last long before he started crazily capturing demi-human maidens.
He even implemented the demi-human slave pact, completely reducing a free race to a slave race.
Recalling the scumbag lord's actions in the game, Sylvie couldn't help but feel utterly helpless.
That was truly how to die quickly, how to act.
This series of bizarre operations directly made him mortal enemies with the players and the protagonist party's demi-humans.
***
Now, to obtain system rewards, enhance his strength to fight against players, and change his fate of being taken down by players, Sylvie had to consider how to complete those tasks, which could be described as sleazy, without feeling guilty.
His first thought was to mend the fence after the sheep were lost.
"First, I'll try to see if I can exploit the system's bugs..."
With this in mind, he already had a general plan in mind, and a little experimentation would reveal the results.
"Clip-clop, clip-clop."
Amidst the sound of hooves.
The newly appointed lord, with a handsome face, cold eyes, and a sense of future uncertainty, waved his riding crop, mounted his dragon-blooded warhorse, and, surrounded by knights, left the towering Winterfell Keep.
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