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I was reborn 14 years before the original novel began—as the empire’s strongest archmage.
All I remember is a single plea: “Protect them.”
So I stayed low, planning not to interfere with the story’s happy ending.
But then I met the young Fourth Prince, the future tyrant shaped by tragedy.
Gaunt and neglected, the child had never even tasted warm soup.
I couldn’t just watch.
“Your Highness, would you like to become my disciple?”
Twelve years later, the once-abused prince is a grown man—still my loyal student, and now hiding bold feelings for his master.
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