The barrage said, I am the final villain in the game

Chapter 101 Otherwise, transfer him a department?
【oops!They were actually reacted by them! 】

[In this case, the mental shock that was finally established is probably very difficult to work. 】

[Is that guy actually on the opposite side?No wonder it can infect other people through emotions. 】

Glancing at the barrage floating past, Lynn asked casually, "You know that person?"

【I know!Joseph's words should be regarded as the third male role in the original plot besides Reg and you. 】

[His words are Reg’s younger brother.A guy who was full of blood and passion came up to challenge Reg after a certain loading, but was defeated, and then cried and shouted for Reg to accept him and teach him how to become stronger. 】

[Faced with the predicament, only such a person can regain the momentum that has collapsed. 】

[Damn, Lynn, you shouldn't have given him so much time to talk just now, you should just kill him!Well, now that they've reacted, things are about to get messy. 】

Looking at the barrage that said he should kill the other party ahead of time, Lynn smiled and said, "It's really possible to do that just now, but"

After a pause, he continued: "I'm not one of those soulless mysteries that must be unlocked according to the best answer."

"On the road to clearing the secret realm, if there are things that make the process more interesting, as long as the destination is the same, I will also choose the more interesting path."

"Like now, in the face of these people who are targeting me, I can indeed defeat them by just waving a slime, but such a move is not much different from the assembly line work of some alchemy workshops that produce mass-produced products. The more I swayed, the less sense of accomplishment or mood swings it gave me.”

"Compared to hitting one object after another that is indistinguishable from a puppet." Lynn pointed to the boy who was shouting in the crowd, with a little admiration in his voice, "Such a person is more worthy of my vote. look."

"Maybe he joined the team that was besieging me because of my surname, or maybe he was walking with other people because of social pressure, but these things, right now, don't matter."

"Now he doesn't want to challenge me because of my surname, but because of my 'power', he firmly picks up the staff and tries to unite all the forces that can be united, using With all the means that can be used, I will do my best to stand on the opposite side of me and become my opponent."

"Then, beat me."

"This kind of brilliance, even me, is willing to look sideways." Lynn said with a chuckle, "So, what does it matter if you give him some time to prepare?"

"Defeating an enemy with conviction is more powerful than chopping down the wooden stakes used for training."

[Even though, if you do this, won't you cause trouble for yourself? 】

【No, I support Lynn!It would be too boring to focus on efficiency instead of being happy in everything! 】

[The question is, this is likely to lead to bad results, right?Even if not, the subsequent series of chain reactions will also.]

"Such worries are superfluous."

Looking at the magic flying all over the sky, Lynn raised his head slightly.

"I said that the premise of choosing an interesting process is based on the same destination."

"I'm willing to give the things I admire some time to show, but that doesn't mean I'm going to hand over the victory."

"The winner of this exam."

"—it's just me."

Davis looked at Lynn who was throwing slimes on the screen, killing people after another, and then turned his head to look at Morris.

"You teach people about magic every day, and you teach them such a thing?"

"I said, they are summoners." Morris said dissatisfiedly, "Summoners are also one of the branches of magicians. Is there a problem?"

"I'm sure there's no problem," Davis said, pointing to the shivering freshman huddled in the corner on the projection. "But if they have any problems, I don't know."

"Faced with the upcoming first exam, every calf should have an arrogance of 'I must be the first', but now, being smashed to pieces by a slime, I'm afraid that I can't pick it up again when I go back."

"I wanted to be a hunter to hunt prey, but I ended up being the prey. This incident will leave a lot of psychological shadow on them, right?"

"That's their own choice." Morris said indifferently, "Even a three-year-old should learn to be responsible for his own choices."

After a pause, Morris sighed: "Actually, if they can win over their own people and fight back, I think, most of the people who lose in the end should be the little guy named Blazer."

"Unfortunately, their courage was crushed by the flying slimes when they were facing each other."

Davis said noncommittally: "Do you still want to count on a group of children with a tenacious will like the soldiers who have been on the edge of life and death all the year round?"

His words stopped suddenly.

Because on the screen, as the chestnut-haired boy got up and spoke, there were only a few freshmen left behind him, as if seeing the light in the darkness, they raised their heads one by one.

Slowly, they rose to their feet again, holding the staff in their hands so firmly as never before.

Even the radiance on his body shone brighter than when he practiced before.

"Actually... Really stood up?" Davis asked in surprise.

Morris was also a little surprised: "What's that little guy called?"

"You teachers don't know, how can I know." Davis said, "However, now that they have stood up again, although the tilt of the victory scale is not as big as it was at the beginning, for them, the number of people Advantage still gives them the upper hand."

"It's just." He frowned suddenly, "Do they actually use weapons?"

"These things should have been left for them to deal with monsters and beasts"

"Magic beasts, for them, are essentially 'things stronger than themselves'." Morris said lightly, "And now, Blazer is also something stronger than them, and pointing his staff at him, it is not enough. Nothing wrong."

"That's right, but in this way, the little guy will be out of luck." Davis shook his head, "The original uneven magical ability may allow him to have some space to find opportunities to fight back. "

"But now, if they are released all at once, even fifth- and sixth-grade students won't be able to withstand it."

"I advise you not to jump to conclusions so early," Morris said. "Haven't you been beaten enough in the face before?"

Davies choked on him for a moment, stalked his neck and said, "It was an accident before, but all his methods have been exposed, and he didn't stop these students from re-energizing in advance, if he can fight back, I will. "

Halfway through the conversation, Davis couldn't speak anymore.

Because, on that magical projection, Lynn, jumped up.

In the unbelievable eyes of the seventeen people, he jumped up, and then used the potential energy of gravity to throw a punch like a blood-colored meteor.

"Snapped--"

Morris glanced at Davis, who had a five-finger print on his right face with his mouth wide open and dumbfounded, then looked at the ground sunken by the hammer, and fell into contemplation.

"Otherwise, transfer him a department?"

(End of this chapter)