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The world before him became bright.
Lin Han felt a rush of chaotic sounds passing by his ears through the mask. In an instant, he understood his identity. He was an evil sorcerer, separated from the crowd, much like the classic villains often depicted in Western fairy tales.
Beneath his name information, he noticed a line in the Status section that read:
**Lin Han - Current Status: Troublemaker, Shan Shou.**
It dawned on Lin Han that he had just activated the Shan Shou effect of the Good and Evil Mask. In the process, he had inadvertently accessed the system and entered a sub-level. His mental status was also perfectly normal.
Furrowing his brow, Lin Han looked at the Troublemaker status label. With a thought, an introduction regarding this status appeared before him:
**Introduction: As someone with a bookmark who has their own plot, you are not the only Troublemaker.
Effect: You can break rules during specific triggers, limited to three times.
Once the count reaches zero, this effect will dissipate and trigger a punishment mechanism.**
Lin Han frowned as he read the introduction, gaining a clear understanding of the role he was playing. He then raised his hand; the long, sweeping robe of a Western wizard draped over him. Perhaps due to isolation, he sensed a nauseating odor wafting from under his arms.
He sighed deeply.
His ancestors had never acted; yet here he was, making his debut on screen as a villain.
As Lin Han pondered this, there came a rapid knocking at the door outside. He called out in a deep voice:
"Who goes there?"
To his ears, his voice sounded original but came out raspy, akin to nails scraping against a chalkboard. He frowned at the sound.
"I am your loyal follower, Lin the Great Mage. I have a letter for you from the palace."
"Bring it in!"
His voice remained hoarse as he heard rustling outside. Moments later, an elderly man with a hunched back entered, his demeanor respectful.
"To you, my esteemed Mage."
Lin Han took the letter and immediately noticed a withered hand, resembling a dried chicken claw, emerging from the tattered edges of his black robe. Grasping the envelope, the hunched old man prepared to leave.
"Old Lev, prepare the bathwater for me."
Lin Han spoke the name casually, and upon hearing his voice, the old man hurriedly replied, "Yes." He then left in a rush.
Suppressing a wave of discomfort, Lin Han used his rough, dry hand to open the envelope.
"To my esteemed Merlin the Mage, it has been a long time. Tomorrow is my youngest daughter's eighteenth birthday. I kindly invite you to the palace to present your gifts and blessings for her celebration. A feast will be prepared in your honor."
Lin Han stared at the signature below, recognizing King Senbo's name, his expression shifting to one of unease. At that moment, the system's mission panel began to update.
"Main Quest:
Complete King Senbo's invitation and find teammates.
Side Quest:
Rescue the little girl in peril and eliminate the fierce Evil Wolf.
Retrieve the can of gold behind the rainbow."
Lin Han frowned tighter as he read the system's text above. He was reluctant to act hastily; everything felt too surreal, and he needed time to adapt.
Gazing at his thin, elongated fingers, he absentmindedly walked to the mirror. The reflection revealed a middle-aged man with sunken eyes and a gaunt face. Lin Han touched his face; it felt cold—this was his mask of virtue and vice.
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