After bumping into the villain boss [Western Fantasy]

ring?

This idea first formed in Linton's mind, and was also the first to be rejected by himself.

Although in this world, the ring does not have any special meaning.But anyway, both of them are people who traveled from modern society.

Anlan didn't know, maybe he could treat the things he made as ordinary gifts.Collinton clearly knew that both of them came from time travel!

He has no way to hypnotize himself in his brain and get rid of that subtle feeling.

If so, what other options are there?

Frowning and thinking for a while, Linton suddenly had an idea.

Because the two people's looks are too similar, Ann Ryan has recently started to save hair, intending to allow other people to easily distinguish the two people through the difference in hairstyle.

The two of them originally had medium-length hair. After raising their hair for a month, Anlan's fast-growing hair can now be tied up...

Then make it into a headband, or make it into a pendant on the headband.

After having an idea in my heart, the movements of my hands are extraordinarily fast.Linton quickly selected various auxiliary materials from various places on his body and the materials brought in the laboratory, and then began to take out the good things at the bottom of the box from his pocket.

For small defensive artefacts, generally speaking, they are engraved with light attribute sacred shields or earth attribute rock walls.But Anlan is originally of the light attribute. Although it is more convenient to use among the same attributes, it will also be less flexible...

The wall of rock is a bit bulkier...

After thinking about the inscription magic circle that he had learned over and over in his mind, Linton suddenly had an idea.

He still remembered that he had two bottles of blood of a duke-level vampire in his pocket, which he got when exchanging materials.

And some time ago, Linton had just learned the inscription of the vampire's semi-defense spell "Bat Wing", which was just right.

This magic can temporarily generate a pair of huge bat wings behind the user, which can be used. The wings cover the body, block damage, and can also use the wings to blow the wind or fly upwards. It is a very practical magic.

Moreover, the jewelry made in this way must be red, which should be more harmonious with Anlein Can's golden hair color, and it also matches the red of the earring chosen by the other party very well.

The only problem is that the bat wing is after all a magic that is biased towards creatures with dark attributes. Although it is activated by items and will not affect the user's body, is there something wrong with the dignified Son of Light using this alchemy? ...

Looking at the two bottles of vampire blood that he had taken out, Linton fell into a brief thought, and Linton's eyes gradually went empty.

Forget it, if it doesn't work, make another one for Ann Ryan.Now I have interesting materials and interesting magic in front of me, if I can still control my hands not to make it...

Then it's not me!

Confidently washing his brains, Linton's fingers quickly flew in the air, mixing various reagents and materials.

And not long after, the almost invisible magic power of chaos attributes, like air fluctuations, suddenly became thicker, turning into a silver flame in his hand, burning hot.

All kinds of materials were thrown into melting, or stirred in other crucibles, tried to dry themselves in the air, put themselves in buckets for cleaning, everything was orderly, with a natural magic.

It didn't take long for the magic circles to be engraved into the semi-finished alchemy artifacts one by one, and then slowly stretched and extended, turning into something similar to a badge.

From nowhere, Linton pulled out a section of red ribbon that felt very good to the touch, threw it around the badge, and fused them together.

The original translucent ribbon instantly turned solid and pure red, and then the color gradually dimmed, freezing into a color that is black with red inside and black with red inside.

Only the badge still showed a beautiful red color, and under the light, it emitted halos in circles.

Linton withdrew most of his magic power, felt his body with less than 1/4 of his magic power left, stared straight at the badge in front of him and began to daze.

What kind of texture to draw?

In fact, he usually doesn't pay much attention to these things, or most Prinlveys don't pay much attention to this matter.Therefore, growing up in such a family, he naturally doesn't care much about the difference between beauty and ugliness. In the past, the badges made by refinement are all random. Pick one of the 26 letters and engrave it on the top as decoration. finished.

But the one in front of me can't be like this, anyway, it will be worn by the Holy Son of Light...

Linton took a deep breath and began to think.

Well……

Since he entered school, all kinds of encounters with the boss, Anlaine Sikovia, flashed in his mind one after another. Unexpectedly, he found that the boss hadn't shown any fangs so far, and he fell silent. In a second, for some reason, my thoughts wandered to the scene of serious detection of the other party's body last night.

I just recovered from the state of internal vision, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a beauty with amazing looks, who seemed to be shining in the moonlight, staring at me stupidly, that feeling...

It's time to tap my head to wake up, it's obviously my face.

Shaking his head again, Linton continued to stare blankly at the semi-finished badge in front of him.

what to paint...

Tapping his fingers twice in the air, he finally had some ideas.

If it is the identity of the Holy Son of Light, there is only one thing that Linton wants to portray in his first reaction.

only this one...

The magic power of cloud white danced again, drawing stroke by stroke on the soft red badge, and then after the pattern was finally closed, it was completely integrated into the badge, so that the badge was fixed and would never be seen again. any changes.

Linton reached out and took the hair tie that fell from the air, and held it in his palm.

In the center of the hairband, on the copper-colored emblem, a golden-tailed bird with golden light is proudly raising its tail, the tail feathers are half-closed, very beautiful.

——If you want to talk about the identity of the Holy Son of Light, the first thing Linton recalled was the two birds at the succession ceremony that made him want to drool a few times.

Thus, the pattern on the badge was finalized in this way.

As for the pattern on it, can it have the meaning of straw bag?

Anyway, if you fight with the owner of the hairband, no one will feel that way.

Recalling the rapid progress of Anlan, Linton finally withdrew his hand and began to seize the time to meditate to recover his magic power.

He has only completed two alchemy works now, and there is a request for Qian Dian that is in progress. He has to finish it quickly so as not to affect tonight's game.

He was hurrying to meditate, but he didn't notice that two seniors who were about to leave saw his face clearly through the window of the cubicle, and even whispered for a while.

Fitch put down his finger pointing in that direction calmly, and asked Stitch with a smile: "How about it, did you admit your mistake?"

"Didn't you say that Prinlv is exactly the same as Sikovia who recently became the Holy Son of Light? How can you tell the difference..." Stitch yawned, and realized that he was halfway through the sentence. He closed his mouth in embarrassment.

I've been used to it for a long time, and Fitch, who was brainless before speaking, smiled calmly: "It seems that they really have nothing to do, as expected, they are freshmen who just entered school, and they really can't make a good alchemy item. , I can only adjust my breath in the compartment..."

He shook his head: "It seems that tonight's game will be the last battle of this team that came in entirely by spending money."

This is the deep self-cognition of the vast majority of Sisia students.

If they switch to other teams, they will also think about whether there are other possibilities behind these local tyrants, such as the fact that they all have amazing strength and the like.

But A35 is just a first-year freshman after all. Even though they have just entered school and have not yet approved their grades, so they don't know the details of this group of people, but the word freshman has already determined their upper limit.

No matter how talented a freshman is, he will fall down at the very beginning. Before getting rid of the word "freshman", he will never be able to step into our circle of honor.

With such determination in his heart, Fei Qi hurriedly dragged his friend along to place another bet.

He took one last look at the handicap.

Sure enough, as the determination of the game rules this time finally spread to everyone, the odds of the first-year team also increased, reaching 12:1.

It seems that if someone beats the first-year freshman team to win, he might make a lot of money——Thinking of this, Fitch felt briefly excited again, but he was quickly pushed back by himself.

If it's other handicap, you can still take a gamble. If the headwind comes back, you can make a profit, but the new student...

Or you just need to watch their embarrassed postures.

With such thoughts in mind, Fei Qi glanced at the handicap for the last time and made a move that he would regret for the rest of his life.

He turned and walked away, not having any confidence in the freshman team.

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"Are you going to surprise them tonight?"

Playing with a long knife that Linton finally refined, Qian Dian couldn't put it down looking at this one, besides his own secret weapon, and the most powerful weapon he had acquired, and joked with his roommate they said.

The long knife in his hand has a very bright metal texture like moonlight. When he holds the handle tightly, he can feel the natural intimidation of the long knife. It is a genuine high-quality weapon.

I really didn't expect that Linton could easily refine a weapon that was one level higher than his level, and the quality was so good.

The more he looked at it, the more he liked it, Qian Dian finally couldn't control his desire, he raised his hand and pulled out the knife, then waved it in the air, swung the long knife forward fiercely, and stabbed it firmly on top of the dining table. He stopped and didn't touch the table at all.

This is the self-control he is proud of, and he will never let the tools he wields hurt other things.

However, at this time, Qian Dian did suddenly realize something was wrong.

He did not let the knife in his hand touch his things, but the knife in his hand was already sharp enough to set off a wind blade!

However, the wind blade blown by this sharp knife left a deep scratch on the table.

Iverson looked at the kitchen knife in front of him dumbfounded and exclaimed when he heard the movement: "Qian Dian! That's my place, what did you do to my table?!"

Before Qian Dian waved it, he did it casually, standing where Iverson usually eats.This big guy with a high status is usually picky eaters, and even when they take them to eat in private, he relies on his baby to prepare the meals.

The result is now...

amount……

The eyes of the four people present fell on the dining table at the same time, and even An Lane raised his eyebrows with great interest to take a look.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Iverson's favorite sapphire plate, which he brought from home, made a crackling sound, and then slowly fell apart, turning into a pile of pieces.

"... Qian Dian!!"

Iverson suddenly became angry, and he who was still sitting on the sofa immediately crawled over the chair blocking him with hands and feet, obviously he could directly use his fighting spirit, but he used the most primitive method to frantically wave his fists to attack Qian Dian.

This is his favorite plate!Although he can't hit his classmates and good roommates casually, he still needs to vent his anger, otherwise, this friend really can't do it!

Iverson gritted his teeth and waved his fists, his hands slid across the air, full of deterrence.

The guilty party hid left and right, then thought for a while, and obediently stood where he was being beaten.

"Feel sorry……"

"Is an apology useful?! This is my most beloved plate. I used 100 million at the auction... oh!"

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Iverson chose a more stormy offensive.

Unable to resist shaking his head, Anlan lowered his head and continued to ponder over the hairband in his hand.

He just took this thing from Linton's hand, and he was still observing its pattern, but when his eyes followed the faint golden-red pattern on the hairband all the way up, and fell on the top of the badge , The scrutiny in his eyes unconsciously turned into a smile.

"You like golden tail birds very much?"

Linton, who was watching the fight between the two, was stunned for a moment before he realized that Ann Lane was talking to himself: "It seems wrong to say that I like it...but I really hope, uh...how should I put it...on the body of the golden-tailed bird There are many alchemy materials that I really want to get..."

Scratching his head, he replied hesitantly, not quite understanding why the other party guessed his personal preference just based on the pattern on the badge.

...He shouldn't have shown it in front of other people, right?

Linton was thinking about it with a guilty conscience. In fact, he didn't know much about his usual behavior.However, it doesn’t seem to be a big deal for people to know that I like golden-tailed birds. After all, as a walking alchemy material library, this species of bird can be said to be the dream love bird of 80% of people in Plinlv.

Someday a bird in hand...cough.

"During the succession ceremony, I noticed that you stared at the two golden-tailed birds at the ceremony for a long time." Anlan easily saw through his doubts and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He really discovered it at that time, after all, when Linton looked at the two birds, hearts were almost popping out of his eyes.

--I see.

Linton suddenly realized, and then stretched out his hand and scratched his cheek with some embarrassment: "Well...Although there is indeed a reason why I like it better, but the golden tail bird should match your identity, so I will choose it... "

"I know." Anlan shook her head with a smile, without questioning the effect of the hairband in her hand, she just gently stretched out her hand and tied it on her head.

Then he opened his mouth slowly, throwing out a sentence that made Linton lose consciousness for a while.

"By the way, if you want to raise a golden-tailed bird, where do you want to raise it? The dormitory or the Purinlv Manor?"

Linton: "...huh?"

He seems to have heard something extraordinary just now? ?

"Keeping, raising golden-tailed birds?" Can you still keep them in the dormitory?This kind of precious bird can actually live in the dormitory - no, that's not the point, An Ryan actually gave himself the opportunity to raise a golden-tailed bird?Is he dreaming?

Linton stared straight at Anlan with wide-eyed eyes, and his mind went blank for a while, leaving only the three big characters "Golden Tail Bird".

The smile on the corner of Anlan's mouth deepened, he didn't say anything, and changed the subject calmly: "By the way, if there is anything else, do you have time to make another thing recently?"

"what?"

Although Linton's brain hadn't reacted yet, his instinct as an alchemist quickly followed up with this sentence.

"I hope you can make me a set of tail rings, the kind that can be used for long-distance directional communication, and does not require many encryption measures--I will bear the specific material costs and manual costs according to the rules."

This is different from the alchemy props they got in their dormitory this time. After all, this time can be said to be the entry fee for Linton to participate in the competition as an alchemist, and Ann Lane is a serious commission.

"Ah good."

Linton nodded blankly, and a sentence suddenly crossed his mind.

In the end, I still have to make a ring for this guy, Ann Ryan... I don't know who is the person who uses the ring with him?

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"This time you are in the water field... This is the first time you have used a special field." This time, the person who led them was still Miss Winslet, and she was wearing a light green long dress that was very characteristic of the elves today. , It seems that a pair of crystal clear wings may suddenly appear at any time during the action, "It was not random before, but selected according to the level of the contestants. From the second stage onwards, all venues are completely random lottery arrangement."

Qian Dian nodded to express his understanding. He was also the only one in the dormitory A35 who gave Winslet a look.

After staring at Winslet for a while, Iverson looked away, just like every time before, looking at the sky but not at the young lady.

Linton once suspected that the two knew each other, but the unfounded suspicion was just suspicion, and it was not a big deal anyway.

Linton and Anlan were in the back row, still discussing various requirements for the tail ring customized by Anlan.

"It only needs to be able to communicate within a scope as large as Sithia College?" Linton confirmed.

Anlan nodded: "This is enough for now, but I hope you can leave enough room for it to grow, and the communication range of this thing can be expanded in the future... I know that growable alchemy equipment needs more resources. We will do our best to cooperate here.”

"As the Holy Son of Light, I also have a part of the power that can mobilize the treasure house."

Although he has just taken office not long ago, theoretically he has just passed the assessment period and is still in the observation period, but...

Linton nodded and did not ask any questions about this.

Of course he believes that the boss has enough connections and resources... Although he is not a boss yet, at least he is not a mortal either.

The two of them had just finished communicating, and they happened to walk to the front of the ring, about to start the official competition.

The first round of the match was not very formal, and the opponents on both sides would not even say hello, but now in the second round, everything seemed formal and organized.

"Then please give speeches to each other."

Although it was night, the artificial sun above their heads was extremely bright. They stood in the middle of a huge water wave, and the waves under their feet glowed in rainbow colors under the sunlight of the artificial sun.

After the referee in charge of this game announced this rule, Linton chose to lower his eyes and watch the waves lapping under his feet seriously, trying hard to pretend that he was autistic.

He is indeed a person who is not very good at words, at least in front of strangers, that's why he was extraordinarily silent during the talent test.And this time it was the same in front of the opponent.

Anyway, in the team...some people would speak for themselves.

Linton thought a little carelessly.

But the one who spoke first was the person opposite.

A boy with snow-white hair but wearing a red, green and green magic robe took a step forward, and greeted them with a soft smile. Everyone could hear the malice in his words: "Hearing the rules rectification I kept thinking about who was so lucky in this round of competition. I didn’t expect this good luck to fall on our own head. It’s really amazing.”

He didn't say that this good luck refers to encountering the A35 dormitory, but everyone can hear it.

Anlan showed a more friendly smile than the other person, scanning them up and down.

"Captain White Parrot...I've always heard that your clothes are very stylish. This is the first time I've seen it. It's really better to see it once than to hear it a hundred times. It's very distinctive."

"You..." I never expected that the other side was more thorny than myself, and I panicked when I hardly said anything to stab. The captain of the white parrot pointed at Anlan and didn't speak for a long time.

The reason why the team on the opposite side is called the white parrot team is because their captain, Woodson, is a fire and wood dual-attribute magician with a head of white hair.

Because of the custom-made magic robe with dual attributes of fire and wood, Woodson usually walks on the road like a white-headed parrot, so the nickname of the white parrot has been used on the team organized by him.

However, although he has adapted well to this title, Woodson himself still hates being joked about it, and sometimes it even gets to the point where it explodes at one point.

Especially now facing the team that he subconsciously considered to be delivering food, Woodson didn't even have the idea of ​​controlling his emotions. He didn't hesitate to ask his teammates to back off, and was ready to start the game without talking nonsense.

Iverson, who had already calculated a lot of trash talk in his mind, waited for the other party to speak, and followed him back, dumbfounded: "Just one sentence...just?"

Linton silently covered his face.

Facts have proved that the boss is the boss, even if it is still possible to not be blackened now, but the ability to pull hatred is still first-class-God of Light bless this time, don't implicate yourself because of this similar face!

Although he wasn't very worried about being trapped by trouble, it didn't feel good when trouble came to him.

The two sides retreated from the center of the field, and each stood firm on their own side, facing each other across the huge almost monstrous waves and the bright sunshine, and there seemed to be a whistling sound like an electric shock in the air.

"Hey, Ann Lane, Iverson, Linton, don't you think the natural attitude of the opposite party is too obtrusive?"

Qian Dian half-closed his eyes, his voice was low and long.

Iverson replied without hesitation: "Yes."

Qian Dian smiled: "If we don't easily defeat our opponent this time, the opponent next time will still take it for granted that we lose. I don't want to experience this feeling a second time, so we must take it easy this time." Easy win!"

The subtext is, don't hide your ability, show it to me openly, in order to win!

Iverson hesitated for two seconds, and said firmly: "Okay!"

The eyes of the two looked at Linton and Anlan, especially Qian Dian, who almost immediately completed the shocking transformation of a weak and helpless little pitiful, wagging his tail innocently behind him.

Linton thought for a while and nodded.

On the other hand, Anlan smiled: "My magic level hasn't improved yet, but I have gained a lot in other places. It's absolutely no problem to scare them."

"Okay!" Qian Dian smiled heartily, "We must make the other side look good!"

The final preparation time before the game began, and the referees began to check whether the creator's aura of the alchemy products carried by the contestants was consistent with that of the alchemists in the team.

The opposite team had an alchemist with a low alchemy ability, although alchemy facilities with relatively low ability had fewer finished products.But after all, it is a team that has been together for a long time, and the alchemist still equipped them with quite good equipment.

And when the opposite team finished checking, the referee came over casually to watch their alchemy props, but was surprised to find that there was a hill piled up on the table where the team placed the items.

The experienced referee felt that he had guessed the reason: "Only the things made by the contestants in the team and the items within the rules are allowed to stay in the field, and the rest of the alchemy props should be placed aside and handed over to the staff for safekeeping— —”

This group of guys is definitely misplaced.

However, to the referee's surprise, the team just looked up at him when they heard the voice, and soon no one cared about him anymore.

——Don’t you bribe me, let me identify the wrong two?The referee felt a little stunned, and only realized the meaning of this group of people in the next moment.

Could it be that they think that the things piled up on it are not misplaced, and they can pass the level?

Isn't this a joke?

The referee wiped his head in a cold sweat, and hurried to start the appraisal.

The first one is a red hair band, which seems to be of the highest level, and logically speaking, it should be far beyond Linton's ability.

The referee tentatively sent in the energy in his body, and got the breath of this hairband.

The next moment, his gaze was cold and desperate like that of a living corpse that had been dead for hundreds of years.

Items of this level can be made, so the rest shouldn’t be too troublesome. That Prinlevi might have already made it early in the morning, just waiting for the result of the competition to be announced.

This time, things are going big, and I have gambled a lot of money on the captain of the white parrot...

Gritting his teeth with countless teeth in his heart, the referee barely controlled his expression from being too obvious, and reached out to pick up the second one.

The voices of the surrounding audience seemed to be vaguely aware of the strangeness here, and became chaotic and uneasy.

Anlan watched with a smile as the referee realized that he had no time to check by himself, so he hurriedly called two substitutes to come up and check together. Finally, he took a few steps back to explain that there was no problem, and clenched his fists.

The first game of the second round, against the white parrot team, starts now.

The weather was not very good tonight, and there was a white light outside the venue. It seemed that there were several lightning flashes across the sky. Even a venue with artificial weather could not block the dazzling light of this lightning.

In the suddenly brightened field of vision, Qian Dian flexed his wrists, tapped his feet, and stepped directly onto the waves, galloping across the field of this competition.

The secret technique "Treading the Waves"!

He became the one who approached the opponent the fastest among the two sides in this match.In the eyes of many people who originally thought that the A35 team had no ability at all, they flew forward like flying, and approached them without the white parrot team being noticed.

Then, the battle will begin!

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"Alan? Are you still not going back? Why are you still staying here to watch the game?"

In the corner of A35 that people didn't notice, the gray-haired and gray-eyed boy stood there with a pale expression. Compared with the last time he met the people in this dormitory, he looked weaker——but inside his body His aura is getting stronger and stronger, and he seems to have become a more powerful magician.

Hearing the voice of his teammates greeting, Allen turned his head and replied softly: "There is a game that I am a little concerned about, so I just want to watch it."

"What is it? Is it the current water court?... Huh." The person who greeted him followed to look at the big screen of Alchemy, and was surprised to find that one of the teams was actually a freshman, and it seemed that he was playing with the old students. Not weak.

"This year's freshmen are too scary, right?" The person who greeted Allen couldn't help being speechless, his face full of shock and exclamation.

And Allen stood where he was, reaching out and slowly trying to figure out the ticket stub in his pocket.

He was short of money, so he took aim at the amazing odds of this match.

Unlike the 99% of people who think that the freshman team can only go so far, he has personally experienced the specialness of those two similar-looking freshmen, and firmly believes that the white parrot team has no way to beat them.

Therefore, it should belong to the enemy, but he actually took advantage of the opponent's turmoil to obtain funds for survival...

Carefully touching the ticket stub in his hand, knowing that it represented his living expenses for two months, and knowing that it would soon become a huge amount of property that could meet his living and cultivation needs for a year, Allen suddenly felt a little dry Dry, the whole body trembled with excitement.

The Lord God of Darkness blesses...

Unconsciously praying in the depths of his heart, Allen stared at the screen tightly, with a strange flush and paleness on his face.

To actually entrust all his survival funds to the Son of Light of the God of Light, and even pray to the God of Darkness for the victory of the Son of Light, is really a terrible self——

Forget it, at the moment of falling into the abyss, there is no way to turn back and let oneself go, so one can only continue in this dark abyss, desperately moving towards the boundless future.

Allen reached out and pressed his chest, recalling himself who was a little abnormal on the day of the ceremony, and the strange clay doll beating in his heart, and the memory was finally fixed on the person who told him the prayer of the clay puppet body.

As a result, even though I have truly dedicated my loyalty to the darkness, I still can't remember who the other party is and what kind of appearance he has.

Is it because I haven't believed in darkness from the bottom of my heart?

But I have long since had no way to turn back, and there is no other way to choose besides believing in the God of Darkness.

Even if it is such a whole-hearted dedication, does the Lord Dark God not approve it?

So how should I move on...

There was more and more confusion in the pupils, and Allen suddenly closed his eyes tightly, isolating all the confusion from the world, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes had returned to clarity.

Another problem with believing in the dark god is that the mind seems to be tumbling in the quagmire all the time, and the negative emotions are endless, screaming in the body frantically, urging oneself to gradually degenerate.

... so what?There is no turning back, and time cannot be reversed.