After bumping into the villain boss [Western Fantasy]

"Great God of Light, you are the only light in the world and the brightest star in the sky. As long as you look at us in the sky, then..."

In the silent prayer room, the seemingly pious old man prayed one sentence after another, and finally slowly extinguished the candle in front of him, leaving only the expensive magic lamp at the door behind to illuminate the room.

Just like everything experienced in the past hundreds of thousands of years, it was just an ordinary, simple prayer ceremony.

However, after the ceremony, the old man did not leave as usual, leaving this room to the great God of Light as a clean room.Instead, he opened a box bit by bit with his very trembling hands, revealing the same weird clay puppets with different textures, different colors, and different production methods.

The old man slowly raised his hand, tilted the box, and raised it above his head.The clay puppet inside was rolling around with such a shifted center of gravity, and the expression on its face became more and more strange.

The old man's voice trembled.

"Great God of Light, please forgive my..."

Before he could say a word, the clay puppets fell down and landed on top of his head.

The clay doll, painted with various colors of paint and with distorted expressions on its face, fell silently, and blended into the old man's head silently.

The original sentence was half spoken, and there was no next sentence.The corners of the old man's mouth curled up, revealing an exaggerated and weird arc.

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"Have you heard?"

On the morning of the first day of school, Linton had just stepped into the living room of the dormitory when he heard Iverson's exaggerated voice with some excitement.

The other party sat at the dining table where they were supposed to eat quietly, and danced at the other two companions.

"Our match last night was said to have caused a lot of excitement, and some even said that we brought a new game mode—"

"I heard that the organizer even wants to modify the rules—"

The corners of Linton's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

New game mode?Throwing money?Modifying the rules means prohibiting the use of too many alchemy items?

Linton flashed through many thoughts that even he couldn't capture, and then focused on Iverson who had changed the topic.

"Speaking of which, there was another group of teams besides us last night, which also attracted a lot of attention."

"Huh?" Qian Dian, who was eating at the table, suddenly became interested. He was interested in all opponents with combat effectiveness.

"It is said that there is a person in their team who was a second-level official magician before the holiday. I don't know what adventure he got during the holiday. Now he is a level-5 senior magician."

Iverson was in high spirits, as if he was telling a legendary story about the pirate king's treasure acquisition.

In fact, this is indeed the case. For people in this world, the legendary stories worth talking about are nothing more than the Pirate King, or the founder of Cotton, or the legendary holy magicians, and various other legends. Ordinary people who get adventures.

Although a second-level official magician is already considered a high-class person in the eyes of many people, in the whole of Sisia, this student who suddenly became a high-level magician can definitely be included in the ordinary people who have obtained adventures of the category.

"Sounds very interesting." Linton immediately became interested. According to legend, there are many good things that can make a low-level magician instantly upgrade, and enter the high-level category, and most of the accompanying creatures around are also very good. s material.

"Does he look like him?" An Lane, who had been eating quietly, was a little more interested and asked.

Iverson nodded, took out a scroll from his storage ring, pulled it apart and placed it in the middle of the dining table.

"This is the portrait I got by the way when I received the news this morning..."

The scroll unfolded silently, revealing a gray-haired, gray-eyed, cold-looking, somewhat gloomy young man inside.

"Is it a magician of the dark or necromantic system?" Linton asked curiously. He didn't lack these two types of materials for his recent experiments, but he was still somewhat interested in it.

Iverson shook his head, and there was some hesitation in speaking.

"No, he's actually from the wood department..." Logically speaking, the wood department who should have a high affinity and the gloomy boy in front of him are really a bit out of harmony.

"It is said that I got the heart of the dead spirit tree, ate it inexplicably, and successfully digested it, so I became like this..." Iverson shrugged, "It seems that even the aura and personality have changed. changed a lot.”

"This is also the price of becoming stronger. Since he has chosen this path, he must bear the result himself." Linton didn't care much about this.

This is the commonality of those who have inexplicably changed from weak to strong. After all, they have digested a dozen or dozens of precious materials equivalent to him, so it is natural to be affected.This is a point that all Extraordinary people will be reminded after officially starting to gain power.

Therefore, even if there are still a few treasures in Prinylvi's warehouse, he will not choose to use these treasures for promotion, but will choose to use them as the main materials for future alchemy items.

Their topic changed quickly, they began to have breakfast happily, and then they were divided into two groups and went to their classrooms.

However, this fan was not particularly necessary, because less than 20 minutes later, they gathered again, and the teachers who suddenly appeared organized their teams and took them to the square of the entire college to hold the opening ceremony.

Linton stood in the middle row of the line and looked at the teacher in front of him curiously.

"That's..." Linton blinked, hesitating, "Seventh-level magic scholar, Mr. Valiana?"

Although the main reason why he remembered this name was because it had the same name as a certain big trench in his previous life, but the other party did leave a very deep impression on him.

Anlan, who was standing behind him, nodded calmly, ignoring the curious gazes of the classmates around him.

"It's that 'Girl's Heart' Mr. Valiana, I've seen him before."

Linton was silent for two seconds, and couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth.

In fact, it is a good thing to be a student under this gentleman. After all, he is famous for his girlish heart, full of maternal instincts, and he tends to treat his students as children. He has a good attitude towards everyone and cherishes them.

but……

Mr. Valiana is a man!And it is a man who clearly knows that he is a man!

Looking at the man with slanted bangs, dressed in pink and wrapped in a sea of ​​sweet bubbles, Linton slowly left his sight.

It will probably take him a while to get used to it.

Anlan stood behind him and chuckled: "Unacceptable?"

Can not accept?No, he's not there yet.

Linton shook his head slowly: "It just takes a while to get used to, because...Mr. Valiana and pink are not very suitable, and my aesthetics needs to be adjusted."

Hearing this reason, Ann Ryan couldn't help letting out bursts of chuckles. It took a long time to restrain the smile, but he couldn't help but trembling when he spoke: "You are the first person I have ever seen. Someone who clearly said that Mr. Valiana and Pink are not suitable."

In fact, the students around who were eavesdropping on the conversation between the two couldn't help casting "you are so brave" eyes at this future classmate after hearing Linton's words.

Linton spread his hands innocently: "I know that if this sentence reaches Mr. Valiana, I will definitely suffer... But, isn't it because he can't hear it?"

The principal on the front stage was still seriously telling the history of Sithia, and in the huge voice brought by adding several magic spells, the conversation between the two of them could only be heard in a small area nearby.

Allen smiled softly again: "Actually, there is a better way."

Then, facing Linton's puzzled eyes, he lightly tapped the earring of the rose thorn sword on the earlobe, and put his hands on Linton's shoulders amidst the sudden reddish light.

A hoarse channel that seemed to be on a telecommunication call was suddenly connected to the ears of the two of them.

Ann Lane put one hand on Linton's chest, and retracted the other hand to his side, gently adjusting the earrings on the earlobe.

"This is the inherent ability of the earrings I have. It can create a channel for two people to communicate with each other under the condition of physical contact. The larger the range of physical contact, the more hidden the channel."

Maybe it's through the cell's signaling?

This idea flashed through Linton's mind, and his focus soon fell on the extra place.

"This function looks very interesting, and since it is an inherent ability, it means that it can be adjusted and upgraded..."

He couldn't help but started talking to himself, completely oblivious to the fact that the **** oss behind him still had an arm on his body.

Anlan's blue pupils narrowed slightly, and he had no intention of reminding him.

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Until the end of the meeting, Linton was still secretly thinking about the essential properties of this communication alchemy, and even turned into a small road unknowingly.

And when he came back to his senses, there was already a tall and strong man standing in front of him, and a thin man with two big hammers in both hands appeared behind him.

"Hurry up, hand over all the good things you used in the ring last night, and your staff!"

The person standing in front of him was arrogant, and even waved the sword in his hand.

Linton couldn't help but blinked, and blinked again.

Before taking the blame for the boss... was targeted by someone who wanted to rob the boss?The eyes of this group of guys are too bad, can't they tell the difference between the two?