I'm Really the Villain [Quick Transmigration]

Hill buried himself in a desk full of documents.

He has been very busy, the temple and even the mainland, all things are weighing on him.

Hill may have some talent in magic, but in terms of governance, he is just an ordinary person.

Those official documents that are easy and easy in Shen Mingze's hands will take him twice as long or even more time.

Hill is not afraid of hard work, he doesn't want to do worse than Shen Mingze.

The shadow transfer magic circle in front of the table suddenly lit up, and the faint light reflected on the words he wrote, forming a soft and swaying halo.

There was an uncontrollable smile on the corner of Hill's mouth unconsciously.

"A-Lan, you're here." Hill put down his pen, and his tone was gentle, making him even more gentle and lingering.

The formation is exquisite, clearly reflecting the face of that person.

Mei Lan Xuying's expression was indifferent, and her words were bitingly cold: "I said, you are not allowed to imitate him."

The smile on the corner of Hill's mouth stiffened.

The gentle tone is not exclusive to that person, why can't he speak like that?

And, sometimes, he didn't mean to...

In the past, that person taught him hand in hand, his characters, his preferences, and his usual moves, all of which are not without the shadow of that person.

When Hill was first picked up, he knew nothing, was embarrassed and restless, but the young man had a lot of self-esteem and refused to admit defeat.

Whenever he comes into contact with new things, he always quietly observes Shen Mingze, imitating his every move, pretending that he is familiar with it, calm and at ease.

Imitate that person's strength, imitate that person's gentleness, imitate that person's understatement, imitate that person's high-spiritedness.

How can it be easily separated?These things have been infiltrated into the bone marrow as early as the accumulation of time.

Hill sighed: "Alan, don't be angry, I won't say that anymore."

There is still the shadow of that person.

Mei Lan frowned, and did not delve into this topic, she asked coldly: "Did you detain the elves?"

"...You came here just to say this?" Hill laughed at herself. If Mei Lan knew that he also injured the elf princess with the Daybreak Sword, would she be even more angry?

Mei Lan didn't care about Hill's emotions. When she heard this almost tacit words, she asked angrily, "Hill, how could you do this?"

The elves have great faith in that person and are determined to be unswerving, and they all see that person's love for the elves.

Furthermore, regardless of that person's face, Elf Wang Kongyu is also their like-minded companion who has gone through life and death.

How can you do something to the elves?

"Shouldn't it?" Hill said with a self-defeating indifference: "They invaded the temple, and I was just protecting myself. If I let the enemy break in and can retreat without paying the price, wouldn't I, the temple lord? Like a joke?"

Mei Lan did not soften her heart, and her tone was still cold. She said in disbelief: "You describe them as invasion? Hill, the temple is not yours. Do you really not know why the elves came here?"

She thought it was a tacit understanding they should have, that the temple belonged to that person, and they just kept it for them.

This "they" should also include the elves.

So what right does Hill have, as a master, to prevent them from entering?

"I know, of course I know." Hill's expression was stern: "So? Do I want them to rescue Shen Mingze? Then what are my 32 years? What did I do all this for?"

His eyes were sad: "Alan, why don't you think about me?"

Everyone only remembers that person, and everyone only cares about that person.

But what about him?Is everything he has done for Zeming Continent so insignificant?

"If it wasn't for the lord's willingness, you wouldn't be able to trap him at all." Mei Lan was puzzled: "Hill, what are you worried about? If the lord is willing to leave with the elves, your dungeon would have been empty long ago."

Of course he knew, but... how could the elves know what the dungeon looked like?

Hill felt cold all over.

Everyone only thought that the dungeon was just an ordinary prison, and perhaps guessed that the interior was as gorgeous as a palace, and there was no shortage of life except for restricting movement.

If they knew that the inside was dark and full of formations used for punishment...

If they saw the man's current appearance...

——The world will definitely be in chaos, [-]%, without exception!

"What if? Alan, I can't take any risk." Hill begged half-heartedly, as if he hoped that the person in front of him would stop talking about this topic: "Alan, he is the abyss, he brings destruction and peace. The abyss of calamity, can you..."

Can you, stop thinking about him like this.

"You are presumptuous!" Mei Lan's expression, which had always been clear and indifferent, suddenly changed drastically, and her fair face was stained with an angry blush: "Hill, if there is a next time, I will definitely kill you!"

No one is allowed to be disrespectful to that man, not even the children he raised with his own hands.

The phantom is very real, and Hill saw Mei Lan's murderous eyes flashing, knowing that she was not joking.

She would really draw her sword at him and show no mercy.

Hill deluded himself to think that this was the first time Mei Lan had shown an expression other than indifference towards him in so many years.

Although it is glaring, but it should be considered a kind of progress?

"I don't want to talk to you, will you let him go?" Mei Lan asked.

Hill lowered his eyes, "If I don't let go, will you help me between me and the elves?"

Mei Lan sneered: "What do you think?"

"...I'm joking." Although Hill was prepared, he closed his eyes weakly, and when he opened them, he had concealed all the depression.

He said softly: "You have spoken, how could I not let go?"

How ridiculous, the girl he loves hates him.

However, he still loves her.

"You'd better do what you say." Mei Lan achieved her goal, she raised her hand to turn off the magic circle, as if she couldn't bear it, she couldn't wait.

Hill leaned on the chair tiredly, not in the mood to deal with official documents.

No, if they knew about this, the world would not necessarily be in chaos.

But he, Hill, must have betrayed his relatives and died badly.

When Shen Mingze sincerely persuades a person, no one can refuse, let alone a relatively innocent (hao) true (pian) elf.

Laiyana and Senuo followed the three of them back to their residence in a daze.

While mixing the potion, Shen Mingze asked in a gentle voice, "Can you tell me, how did you get injured?"

"What do you want to do?" Laiana vaguely felt that something was wrong, why did she agree to come here for no reason?

Shen Mingze sighed in embarrassment.

The little elf who has no deep experience in the world is too good to talk, but it is always a bit too much to do so.

It is not right to use other people's trust as a bargaining chip.

Shen Mingze handed over the light orange medicine in his hand: "I didn't want to do anything, you drink the medicine first, and the pain will stop."

Leiana looked at him suspiciously, hesitated.

Sai Nuo reminded in a low voice, "Princess!"

Shen Mingze smiled slightly, retracted his hand naturally, and took another small cup.

He poured a small sip of the pale orange potion into the cup, drank it in front of them, and calmly handed the potion back to Laiana, "Can you rest assured now?"

He has reached this point, and if he refuses again, he will be a bit ignorant.

Leyana reached out to take it, lifted the hat and skirt slightly, and drank it in one gulp. It tasted unexpectedly good, with a sweet fruit flavor.

She could feel the sword energy of the Daybreak Excalibur that had been wrapped around her body dissipating slowly. This immediate effect was enough to explain the expensiveness of this potion.

But this man didn't mention any conditions, and gave it to her directly?

"Thank you." Laiyana thanked sincerely. The elves never owed anyone. She decided to tell the king about it after she went back and repay the person in front of her.

How about saying that the elves are pure?If this is replaced by Cecielli, it is estimated that Shen Mingze directed and acted himself.

Injure people first, and then take out medicine, isn't it the most common way for heroes to save the beauty?

Shen Mingze concentrated on feeling, noticing that Laiana's injury was gradually improving, he was slightly relieved.

"Sorry." Shen Mingze hesitated, and finally asked: "I just heard, Elf Princess?"

He didn't intend to delve into Laiyana's identity, but just happened to hear the word "princess".

Little Feather is only over 200 years old. For the elf's long lifespan, he is still a young man who has not yet reached adulthood.

Why did the elves establish the next heir so early?

Senuo felt a little guilty and uneasy, he bowed his head: "Princess, I..."

"It's okay." Laiyana gently grabbed Sano's wrist to show her comfort.

She took down the curtain, revealing her pure beauty unobstructed, "I am the princess of the elves, Leyana."

"Wow." Tang Xingyu, who had been confused by the situation and could only quietly act as the background board beside him, exclaimed.

Shen Wang also opened his mouth wide.

Shen Mingze's gaze remained unchanged from the beginning to the end, as if there was no difference between beauty and ugliness in his eyes.

For a moment, Leyana felt that even if there was a disfigured, disfigured and terrifying face under the curtain, he could still watch calmly and gently.

"Lianna," Shen Mingze read it again.

He has never heard of this name, it seems that the elf should be born after that.On the contrary, he had a little impression of the taciturn elf boy in a black cloak beside him.

Shen Mingze asked softly: "May I know when you became a princess?"

This doesn't seem like a secret that can't be told, but generally no one would ask such a trivial matter, right?

Laiana replied strangely: "Two years ago."

What happened two years ago?

He could feel that Kong Yu was still alive, could it be that he was seriously injured?

Shen Mingze's brows were a little worried: "Elf King, is he alright?"

"You know the king of my clan?" Leyana asked in surprise.

Tang Xingyu felt that these words sounded familiar. He also asked Shen Mingze if he knew Tang Yan.

Shen Mingze said at the time that he had only heard it, but he didn't believe it.

"...It was a fate." Shen Mingze said.

Tang Xingyu carefully observed his expression suspiciously and scratched his head.

Leyana is equally strange, Wang hasn't left the Forest of Elves in the past 30 years, where did he meet this person?

Is this man just looking young?

Leyana said: "The king is very good. In two days, we will have an elf ceremony. If you want, I can take you to meet him."

Anyway, she wasn't in a hurry to go back, and it didn't matter if she waited another two days.

"That's it, but it's disrespectful." Shen Mingze had a complicated expression. Although he didn't know the emotions, it was definitely not happy.

Shen Wang clenched his fists, mustered up the courage to run to Shen Mingze's side, and looked up at him worriedly.

Brother is so good, who made him sad?

Shen Wang thought, brother said that he is very talented, he must study hard.

With him in the future, no one can bully my brother.

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The author has something to say:

Leana:

This person has a problem, go back and ask the king.

This man is so kind, go back and tell the king.

Shen Xiaowang swears in his heart, and Hill also made such a promise in secret before.