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

"Wait, the price... the Pink chalk from the witch's house consumed by a teleportation spell... Ahaha, it's not that expensive. It's just one day's meal money."

"Wu... I have to ask the client to make up for these lost things with funds."

Liya opened her space pocket and began to review what she had used.

"There are a few fierce bombs, a little bit of burning catalyst, um..."

She almost buried her head in her pocket.

"And the coin from the witch's bank used for the first-class power of the Extreme Flame Meteor - there is only one left, it's better to recycle it... recycle it... wait... recycle it?!"

Liya was silent in the woods.

Then a heart-wrenching howl broke out.

"Coins!!!!!!!!! My coins!!!!!!!"

Chapter 16 "He doesn't deserve to be my father!"

The private residence of the Systrom family in the capital is located in a deserted corner of a small side road in a bustling street. The two-story house with a half-story attic has been uninhabited for many years, and it looks a bit old under the exquisite appearance.

But on this quiet morning three days after the incident, there was a loud enough noise here.

"If he really loves me, let him come to me in person!!!"

In the bedroom on the second floor, Yi Ai'er stood in the room, not daring to speak loudly, watching Will shouting at the door with a hoarse voice.

Outside a door, a silver-haired butler in a black butler's uniform knocked on the door with a white-gloved hand and spoke patiently:

"Master, the master is busy with work, you are not a child anymore, you should understand him. These things are all given to you by him out of his time... I hope you can recover well..."

"Recover? He is like this as a father... like this... When his son suffered such a great injustice, he just gave some money and sent him away?"

Will's voice was trembling, and the ending tone was crying.

Yi Ai'er's heart trembled as he listened to it.

"Master. Listen carefully, the master also has his own difficulties..."

"What difficulties...what difficulties can a rich businessman have?! How many times have I seen him since I was born?"

Will almost shouted this sentence, and his uninjured left hand clenched his fist, suppressing his anger.

Iaier was infected by him and secretly clenched his fist.

"There have been changes in the royal family recently, and he is busy with these things. Please wait a little longer, it is also good for you..."

"Hehe, good to me...Does he think that a father only needs to provide enough money to be good to his children...that's it?"

Will's voice changed from crying just now to calm and indifferent, sounding like he accepted all this coldness.

Iaier felt Will's chill at the moment.

"This...that Master, in fact, the master...has prepared something else."

Will stood up, stretched out his injured right hand out of habit, but it was full of bandages, and opened the door with his left hand.

"Will...will prepare something else for me?"

The deacon took out a tightly wrapped staff from behind.

Will took it and closed the door.

"Just this broken thing?"

He took the staff like a treasure, turned around and picked up the small stool next to it and threw it out.

"Tell Carver Systrom that he is not worthy of being my father at all!"

With the sound of the stool hitting the door, silence fell inside and outside the door.

The butler outside the door seemed to realize that his young master's heart disease was incurable, and after a long silence, he said:

"Then I will take my leave."

As the sound of the butler's leather shoes stepping on the stairs gradually faded, the outside of the house fell into silence, and only the two silent people were left in the house.

"Wow, young master, you are so pitiful, how could your father not come to see you when you are so injured and let you go to the capital to prepare for school, woo, woo, he is so cruel..."

Yi Ai'er felt the same way, tears were about to fall, and he rushed over to hug such a pitiful Will.

But Will...

"Hehehe, really good, finally got this thing out. Tsk tsk tsk, Yi Ai'er, look at this staff, brand new, top-notch, wonderful."

He raised the staff and unwrapped the thick paper. In the middle was a translucent crystal ball that was polished to a shine, one side black and the other side white. The two colors were completely incompatible in the crystal and were clearly distinguished.

"Hehehe, really good."

Will weighed it and found that the supporting wooden sticks were all top-notch red solid wood and very heavy.

This was a problem for Yi Ai'er. The tears that were halfway through her tear glands stopped directly.

Is this the same person as the poor little boy who just hysterically scolded his father?

"There is still money, so much. Take it, buy some more fruits tonight, enough luxury for a long time."

Will handed Yi Ai'er three or four gold coins and wrote a number on the account book.

-In fact, he was counting money and keeping accounts while opening the box and scolding his father.

"Well... that, Master, so... so just now... was all acted by you?!"

"Ahahaha, what do you think? Oh, but my hand injury still hurts."

As a mature time traveler who may be older than his father, Will actually has no emotional need for his father who rarely shows his face.

However, Will, the brainless young master in the original work, is really angry at the exclusive butler sent by his father. This is the beginning of the complete ossification of the relationship between the two.

but!

but!

The young master Will, who was so angry at the time that he vented his anger on the deacon, actually got the staff used by his father to coax the children. This is no ordinary staff. The translucent black crystal ball is the final reward of the "Darkest Moment" of an S-level dungeon that has been cleared. The most powerful thing is that it can reverse the properties of black and white magic.

——Oh, this latter matter was only found out after "Master Will" died and the staff was leaked out.

What kind of crying baby has milk to drink?

In order to get the staff, Will had to act.

so……

To outsiders, it sounds like the aggrieved young master who was about to cry because his father was indifferent and yelled at his deacon...

In fact, he is laughing wildly on his face!

He was laughing wildly while holding a box of gold coins given to him by his father!

I’m laughing wildly while waiting for that awesome staff to appear!

I was laughing wildly as I counted the extra generous pocket money!

When throwing things, I was careful not to throw out such a precious staff - sorry, little bench!

"Master! You can't do this. You... at least tell Yi Aier. Do you know how worried Yi Aier is about you?"

Yiel was so angry that her tail stood up.

She really shouldn't take it seriously.

I have known for a long time that the young master in front of me always doesn't care that he is being treated unfairly...

She, she was just a little distressed.

"Yeah, I'm sorry..." Will scratched his head, "Let's change the medicine this morning. I acted a little too hard just now, and the one I just put on last night seemed to be bleeding a bit..."

"Eh? Really? Let let let let let... let Yiel come and take a look!"

Yiel rushed to Will.

Her little hand gently took Will's palm and slowly unwrapped the bandage in circles. There were still red marks on Will's hand after he had taken off the bandage.

Will's palm injury was not serious, but it healed very slowly, and the usual healing magic didn't work. Perhaps the flames caused by the witch's magic had some miraculous effect on healing wounds.

However, it seemed that because it was a mixture of burns and abrasions, the wound looked a little leaky after the bandage was removed.

"Well, it seems that there is indeed some bleeding due to exertion. Yi'er will take care of it!"

"Okay, leave it all to Yi'er."

Will sat on the ground naturally and put his hand on Elle's leg.

"It will hurt a lot, just be patient."

"Well, it's okay."

Yiel dipped a cotton swab in some iodine water and gently applied it on Will's wound.

"hiss……"

When Will took a breath of air, Yiel secretly raised his eyes and looked up.

——I really didn’t expect that the young master, who was not aggrieved even when his father sent a deacon to visit him just now, would actually show such a fragile expression due to pain, and also give all the control to himself. Hehe, it's so delicious.

——I have to say that this kind of young master is the cutest.

——Wait a minute, how could you think so? !

When Yiel felt shy about her outrageous thoughts, she seemed to apply the medicine directly to the center of Will's wound.

"It hurts - Yi'er, please be gentle - hiss -"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, I'm sorry!"

Chapter 17 Going out with voyeurs?

"Master, I'm sorry. Oh, I'll pay attention next time."

On the bustling streets of the capital, Yiel carried bags after bags of newly purchased goods and kept apologizing to Will in front of him.

"No, it's okay. It just hurts a little. After all, it's just to change the dressing."

Although Will always felt that Yiel seemed quite happy, he hoped it was just his illusion.

The injury on his hand is no longer enough to be tied into a zongzi, but the situation is not optimistic either.

The main problem is that because he has been injured, the magic circuit in his right hand is not working smoothly. Oh, and this adds insult to injury for a cannon fodder villain who is inherently less talented.

This caused him to directly miss the entrance practical examination for Entak First Academy, the first academy of the Empire, including swordsmanship and magic.

After going round and round, destiny returned to its original position.

The young master of the System family, who is already at the forefront of the limelight, misses the entrance exam but can still enter the elite class - what kind of bullying will he encounter?

Thinking of this, Will stopped and glanced at the tall clock tower at the end of the street.

As a landmark building in the capital, the clock tower is actually located in Entak First College. The reason why it is built so high is probably a metaphor for the "underground cities" that exist everywhere in this worldview.

The underground city that never knows how long it extends underground is just like the lighthouse, the tallest building on the ground. The deepest and highest places are always full of human desire to explore.

Although he missed the practical exam for admission, Will was still able to officially enroll - this was the confidence given to him by his powerful father.

However, according to the original work, many people wanted to kill him because of this incident.

"Master? You are going to study there soon. Are you excited? Master, you used to live a life where teachers came to teach at home. Now you can finally experience the school."

Yi'er seemed to see him thinking deeply and came up to ask him.

"Well... how should I put it, I'm looking forward to it. No, Iai'er, you haven't been to school either, why do you talk like you've been there?"

"Uh... Iai'er... Iai'er just imagined it... after all... after all, I heard that the school is similar to the young master's class..."

Will smiled and rubbed Iai'er's ears.

"It's okay, we'll continue our small class in the future!"

"Great!"