After bumping into the villain boss [Western Fantasy]

"you're awake?"

Ann Lane is not the same as in the past.

Linton quickly realized this.

The person standing in front of him seems to be that Ann Ryan is not wrong, at least there is no difference in appearance or small movements.

But compared to what Linton was used to, this Ann Lane's attitude towards him was a bit too... intimate.

Linton stepped back subconsciously, grabbed the pillow behind him and put it on his chest, and then realized the subtlety of his behavior in the tendency of the sudden sound, and blushed suddenly.

Fuck, what the hell was that little girl's gesture just now?

His sight shifted twice, Linton threw the pillow back behind him, tried to keep calm and asked, "Anlan...what happened before?"

Why did I suddenly faint?When he woke up, he went back to the hotel.What about the baron who looks exactly like them and claims to be the God of Darkness?

Perhaps because of the same appearance, Linton's mind became confused, and he was completely unable to express a particularly cautious dislike for the baron.

However, his instinct reminded him again that this was the person who killed Haishizi, and this was a blood feud.

Anlan was silent for a while, and then shook his head decisively: "I don't know what happened, my eyes also went dark, and when I woke up, I went back to the hotel."

Linton's eyes suddenly became a little dim, he sighed, frowned, a little confused.

If it is normal, you can still grab the end of the thread ball and think hard for a while, but now you can't even find the end of the thread, and there is no way to catch the clue.

"...I have an ominous premonition..."

Linton muttered a few words carefully, and with his peripheral vision, he glanced at Ann Lane, who was also not quite right, who looked no different from usual.

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Because of the serious chaos that occurred the day before, the city lord of Vaal held a ball and invited all the nobles in the city to attend.

The four friends of A35 briefly discussed for a while. Although they felt that it was meaningless to participate in this kind of dance, they still did not refuse in the end.

"Participating in this kind of dance can essentially help us expand our network. Although the network around the city lord of this city is not very developed, after all, once a person with a deep background sits on it, it won't last long. This is very important. important town."

"But in the same way, the noble status in the past in such an important town must have been quite high, and more or less they would sell the city owner some face."

Anlan's fingers tapped on the table lightly, his eyes narrowed, and his voice was soft and long.

"This is indeed the truth," Iverson nodded. Although he is a rare and simple royal nobleman, the twists and turns in it are still very clear. "Besides, our original plan is to leave tomorrow. It’s just a reservation, but it’s not fully arrived yet. To stay in the city tonight, but not to attend the party invited by the city lord, it will be somewhat offending.”

So, the matter of attending the dance was settled.

Linton took out all his dresses from the storage ring and threw them on the bed in sets, staring blankly at the small bed in the hotel.

For a tech nerd.

Things like gowns and clothing aesthetics, while not impossible, are still...

Difficult, oh no, very difficult.

First, he picked up a suit that was more like a suit. Linton gestured the suit in front of him, and decisively threw it aside.

These are the clothes I bought specially for a dinner party last year. Because I don't often participate in social activities, I only wear them once and never wear them again.Because children of this age have been trying to get taller, after just over a year, the clothes can't fit at all.

Then there are all kinds of magic robes.Linton glanced guiltily at the more or less colorful stains on the silver magic robe, and then glanced at the imprint of the Temple of Light on the white magic robe from time to time, and ruled out such stains in his heart. option.

It's so...

Flicking his fingers on the bed full of clothes, Linton quickly found out a barely passable outfit.A white shirt with some large sleeves, made of leather, only needs to be buttoned, but it is a long coat that reaches the back legs.

Linton carefully combed his braids in the mirror, and then tied the hair tie with the small rubber band.

Speaking of which, this is the hair tie I got when I participated in the competition a few years ago. Later, Linton also used this hair tie to accomplish many outstanding achievements.It's a pity that a little accident happened later, and the special magic circle branded on the hairband was destroyed, so Linton simply regarded it as an ordinary hairband.

——As for ordinary, it is still not ordinary, at least because of the very powerful magic circle attached to it, Linton clearly knows that this hairband is invulnerable, invulnerable to a hundred poisons, and hard to burn. No matter which one you get, it is a good household item. After all, you are neither afraid of dirt nor damage.

Putting his thoughts back from being distracted, Linton quickly calmed down, stared at his clean self in the mirror, and let out a leisurely breath.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of Linton's room.

"Who?" Linton hurried to open the door.

"I..." The door gradually opened, revealing the figure of Ann Lane holding a suit of clothes in his hand.

Linton was shocked by the clothes held in the opponent's hand, and blinked for a long time, not knowing what was going on.

Seeing that he was in a daze, Ann Lane simply stood at the door and scanned Linton up and down, and then showed a somewhat false smile.

"...What's the matter with you?" Linton was bubbling in disbelief.

"I was thinking..." Ann Ryan took two steps forward, closed the door behind him, and approached Linton with his clothes on, "Lairin, the God of Light, you really love the delicate appearance, whether it is You, or I, both use such amazing looks."

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Linton frowned subconsciously, and the speculation in his heart that had been suppressed before resurfaced again.

"Why do you call the Lord God of Light by his name?"

"Also, does our good looks have anything to do with the God of Light?"

The smile on Anlan's face became real, entwined with a little sadness: "The God of Light we believe in should not actually be Laierin."

Linton froze.

The cup of tea that he had just picked up in his hand fell to the ground in an instant, making a crisp shattering sound, but the person concerned was completely incapable of responding.

"...Anlan, do you know what you're talking about? Don't be kidding—"

Anlan interrupted him, his blue eyes seemed to be full of smiles, and he did not hide the sarcasm and indifference deep in his pupils: "I'm not joking, the God of Light in our Temple of Light is indeed not Laier Yin .”

Linton stared straight at him.

Are you kidding me?

Who doesn't know that Laierin, the God of Light, led the Temple of Light and the Ten Great Families to eliminate the hateful God of Darkness, and finally recovered temporarily in the starry sky due to the disappearance of divine power...

Wait, in the ancient rumors, it is indeed not clearly mentioned that the Temple of Light was built by the God of Light, Laierin—although there is only one God of Light recorded in the history books.

At this point, Linton finally calmed down his emotions and said, "If this is the case, then what exactly is the God of Light that you, we believe in?"

Allen felt that if he couldn't answer this question with a clear answer or find a suitable method, Linton probably wouldn't let him go.

He raised the corners of his lips, bent down to face Linton, and two books appeared in his hands, both of which looked very old.

Linton's eyes lit up, and he snatched the two books at an astonishing speed, and flipped through them in his hands.

These two books divide the known City of Light into two in a peculiar way.

Once the god of the gods, possessing amazing power and the power known as the beginning of the world.Until the fall of the Creator God, the God of Light who was a part of the God of Creation was implicated and lost his power, the "true God of Light" whose power was scattered.

And most people are familiar with the "second-generation God of Light" who once fought against darkness and finally turned into stars in the sky.

Linton finished the book in his hand with a subtle gaze, raised his head and looked tentatively at Ann Lane: "... Is this true?"

The smile on the corner of Anlan's mouth remained the same, and his tone was a little joking: "I don't know if it's true or not. If I knew, I would have already made a conclusion."

Linton quickly and covertly looked around Ann Lane with a tentative and suspicious gaze, and then he barely restrained his gaze.

Something is wrong with this Allen.

Although it was only a short-lived feeling, Linton felt that the person in front of him was not the Ann Ryan he was familiar with, and he had a vague intuition that pointed to——

Baron.

But there are some strange things in many details, and many things should not be known to many people, but this "Anlan" knows it clearly, and in many respects, there is no strange performance.

It's just that it's becoming more sticky and its movements are a little weird, which makes people feel uneasy.

"What's the matter?" Allen calmly faced the searching gaze, stretched out his hand to caress Linton's earlobe, and rubbed the upper ear hole up and down.

Linton pierced his own ears when they first met.

Linton only felt that his earlobe was hot, and there was a feeling of piercing his back that pierced through his heart, making people feel chills.