I, the villain, trained the loser into a dark boss

Will turned his head and wanted to shout to the Holy Shield behind him.

But...

Like a stone thrown from a height into the abyss under the cliff, his voice was thrown into the cave behind him, waiting for only endless echoes, and no one responded.

Unknowingly...

His two "teammates" disappeared.

Will swallowed his saliva, looked at the deep cave that seemed to want to eat him, and stepped back step by step.

He felt that the sight was staring at him, looking even more deadly.

As if to eat him clean...

"Calm down."

-Yes, calm down. You are like this, a person who always keeps calm.

"Since there are two doors, you must be prepared for the worst to happen..."

-Yes, you are a good student, and you will think of the best way at this time.

"Anyway, if there is an exit, go out first, and then consider asking for help from Shuuna."

-You are still thinking about her. Will she really come to save you?

"First, let's see what's left at the 'door' on this level..."

Will turned his head, but it was the place where the "door" should have appeared in his brain.

He touched the ice surface as smooth as glass.

There was even a trace of water on the ice. Looking closely, it was so similar to the door they saw when they entered the entrance...

[They didn't find the door to the next level. ]

[At the "end", they found the "entrance". ]

When Will reacted, he was already running back.

"We have to find the exit quickly."

"As long as we can get out, we can get out."

"We can't be trapped here, we can't sit and wait for death."

"The other two people, it should be in time for rescue..."

"Mirror map, where am I now, where should I go?"

"Only... I'm the only one..."

"Door! Door! Door!"

"The door that can let me out--"

...

He stood still.

His breathing became more and more rapid, and his heartbeat couldn't stop.

"Ha...ha...ha..."

In front of him was the door he had always dreamed of.

A red wooden door.

He narrowed his eyes and tapped his brain. For some reason, after running for a while, he became even more drowsy...

"I have to...I have to get out..."

Will stared at the door in front of him.

He gripped its door handle tightly.

He didn't even notice that he was surrounded by blood mist.

He didn't even notice that the door was no longer an ice door.

He didn't even notice...

The huge witch hat printed on the door was exactly the same as the pattern on his cane.

Chapter 174 Witch's Box (2)

"You're finally here."

"You've been waiting for so long."

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10℃.

Where exactly do the witches live?

Why do they keep their whereabouts so mysterious and difficult to be discovered?

The most hidden place in this world is inside the "underground city".

The earliest witch, Yaer, reached a deal with the queen of a certain dungeon, built her own "mezzanine" in the dungeon, and also provided the queen with some small gadgets made by witch ancient magic.

However, the loneliest place in this world is also the inside of the "dungeon", which is called "witch box" by witches, with a door made of witch mahogany, and filled with various witch props.

Except for a few children or adventurers who strayed in, they tried to avoid contact with anyone. Of course, they would not communicate with those "creatures" in the dungeon who were not of the same race.

It was not until she walked out of there and looked back that she realized that she had left the depths of a dungeon.

A small mushroom hut.

It was such a cold, lonely and far away home from the world.

20℃.

The long life and fear of separation made her avoid those humans.

Reached out but finally chose to avoid.

Like all witches with powerful power, she chose to quietly walk into the human race and quietly leave.

Even if there were gentle people around, she subconsciously just wanted to escape.

The humans around her were laughing and joking, but none of this belonged to her. She walked alone in the laboratories and classrooms of Entak First College.

She didn't dare to look at anyone, didn't dare to respond to anyone's gaze, didn't dare to look up and look anyone in the eye.

No one would look at her.

No one would care about the little witch who would eventually leave humans.

30℃.

She was entangled by her own students!

He was obviously just an ordinary young master, and his physical quality and ability were not very good.

He even offended the royal family and stole her most important witch coin!

He was strong and very active, and always said strange things in front of her.

He would press her hard against the wall to talk, take advantage of her reaction to blood-colored peppermint essential oil, and even suck her blood.

He was obviously a bad student.

He obviously approached her with bad intentions.

He obviously had one trick after another.

But...

For the first time, she observed her reflection in someone else's eyes.

Look, he looked at her eyes very sincerely.

He was looking at himself.

He was looking at her so seriously.

Full of unreasonable enthusiasm.

In his light blue eyes, she was shining, the strongest, the cutest, the most charming.

He pulled her out of the cold loneliness of so many years.

40℃.

The bloody peppermint essential oil made her particularly excited, and the magic circuit was constantly turning. It was also the first time that she successfully made the ancient magic of "moistening things with warmth" that she had been studying appear in everyone's eyes.

But she realized that these were not what she wanted.

What she wanted was...

In that examination room, she saw him still sitting there alone, and saw the look in his eyes that seemed to be waiting for her.

It was when she covered him, who sat on the ground powerlessly after just a make-up exam, under her robe of victory...

When he raised his head, revealing clear eyes, through slightly dirty glasses, whether it was on the glasses or in his eyes, it was all her...

"You, must be my student."

"Don't be taken away by those people above."

He became her student, and will always be by her side, right?

After all, she is a witch, a witch who is so familiar with the ancient magic that he is interested in, and a witch who can teach him for a lifetime.

50℃.

What a pleasant three years -

Every day, every day, every day...

He is by her side.

He calls "Teacher Leah" and listens to his instructions.

He looks at her across the test tube.

He looks at her across the test bench.

He looks at her across the tables and chairs in half of the classroom.

Every time she "takes the initiative", she can get his response.

Every time she "smiles", she can get his laughter.

Every time she "is frank", she can get his recognition.

Gradually...

Catalyzing my "love".

60℃.

Where did he go? Why did he leave? Who did he leave with? What was he thinking?

I miss him so much.

I miss the time when he responded to me, when he smiled at me, when he recognized me.

I want to find him, I want to find him, I want to find him.

Follow him, follow him, follow him.

I want his eyes, his sight, his attention, his eyes, his pupils, his eyeballs.