After bumping into the villain boss [Western Fantasy]

"Oh my god, you guys are so good, Primvi. I saw your game last night. I couldn't believe it. You guys are freshmen like me..."

When I arrived at the classroom the next morning.Linton and Ann Lane were surrounded by a group of people before they sat down, and one of the most cheerful girls said that cheerfully, her eyes were full of admiration.

The wall between the classmates originally because of their absenteeism during self-introduction and their excessive talents disappeared silently.

Most of the children at this age don't have much mind, or although they have some mind, they can't put it into practical action.Therefore, Linton and Ann Lane easily integrated into the class.

"Thank you for your compliments. Our dormitory will definitely continue to work hard. Tell those old students who are proud of their talents that our freshmen are not easy to mess with." Linton repeated what he had just heard from a certain person, not caring whether it was a bit absurd Arrogant.

After all, he had also studied the competition he participated in this time before.Because it was not a competition organized by the college, although it was using the college's venue, it did not have a formal identity, and many powerful seniors did not sign up.

What's more, the start time of this competition was not right. It was chosen at the beginning of school. Many seniors and seniors who had gone out to explore had no time to come back, so some of them were screened out. Linton looked at the team that could guarantee victory over their dormitory There are only a few of them.

Therefore, when it comes to this game, it is not wrong for him to say this.

Linton's answer triggered a new wave of heated discussions in the classroom, and a group of people kept talking about something lively.After listening, Linton withdrew his patiently listening eyes and turned to his side.

"I'm going to leave the academy in the afternoon and go to the commercial area to buy materials for making what you want and supplies for my own needs. Do you need to go with me to confirm the price of the reimbursed materials?"

In fact, Linton just mentioned it casually to show his attitude that he would not cheat the boss, so as to avoid turning over old accounts and accusing himself of mistakes in the future.

"There is no need to confirm this kind of thing, I believe you." An Lan's smile was calm, and he continued to add calmly, "But I just happen to be going to the business, why don't we go together."

Linton couldn't help but turned his head to glance at him, and found that Ann Lane looked as if he was wandering, and he didn't know what he thought of because of the business street.

"it is good."

Burying his inexplicable doubts deeply in his heart, Linton nodded, and pulled out a magic wand as long as his own forearm, ready to start the next singing lesson.

This class is about breathing techniques when chanting some common spells, which can release more spells with less energy, and Linton is quite interested in this.

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Anlan leaned against the wall with his arms folded, closing his eyes and resting his mind, while trying not to let his eyes fall on any place around him, focusing on self-cultivation.

Beside him, the limbs of many animals, the heart of life, and half-lived creatures were sealed in jars one after another, with a lot of medicinal herbs, stacked layer upon layer.

This is one of the largest local alchemy material sales places that Linton stepped into for the first time, with a little background of Prinylvi.

Since animal materials are more cumbersome to store, more bottles and jars and soaking liquids are needed.All kinds of jars were densely packed in this store, making it the first time for An Lane, who entered the alchemy and commodity store, to feel a little chill on his back.

"It really is..."

He made a decisive choice, leaning against the corner of the door with his eyes closed, resting his mind, waiting for his roommate to come out after picking things out.

At the same time, the sensitive sense of hearing continued to operate, searching for news from all directions, and gradually noticed something strange.

Linton Prinleville...he bought too many materials this time, right?What is he trying to do?

Comparing the other party's list this time with the previous shopping list that he had accidentally seen in his memory, Anlan frowned and thought for a while.

But it didn't seem to buy any expensive things, just increased the dosage of various basic medicines, and then slightly increased the number of materials that were biased towards metal.

Could it be that this time refining secret weapons for the people in the team reduced a lot of inventory, so they chose to stock up a little more?

There seemed to be no problem with this idea. Anlan thought about it again, and finally closed his eyes and waited quietly for the last time to leave.

"Anlan? Anlan?"

By the time the Son of Light, who had seized the time and started to meditate, opened his eyes again, Linton had already called him several times.

"what happened?"

Linton took out a very long handwritten list from his hand, and showed the above content line by line to the other party: "This is the price of the relevant item. I marked it with a special symbol for possible materials. Do you use this We can discuss and decide."

"it is good."

Having already figured out Linton's personality most of the time, knowing that the other party would not deceive him, Ann Lane just glanced roughly, and then brought up a topic that he was very concerned about.

"Why do you buy so many basic materials? I remember that other people don't seem to need so many..."

Linton didn't notice the ambiguity in Ann Lane's mouth: "Because I need to practice."

"practise?"

Linton stopped in his tracks: "Yes. Four months later, a young alchemist's conference will be held in Faninting City, and alchemists under the age of 17 are allowed to participate. Prinylvi has a fixed invitation letter— — so I must go."

Among the children of this generation, most of the Prinylvies are in a state of being unable to deal with alchemists. They have not participated in this biennial conference many times or were eliminated in the previous rounds. So much so that Prinylvi has almost become a laughing stock in the alchemy world.

Linton now just wants to practice and then practice.

"Fan Yinting?" Such a coincidence?

There was a flash of thought in Anlan's eyes. He would also go to Fanyinting in nearly 4 months, where he would accept the first seal trial of the light magic.

No, not necessarily a coincidence.

Reminiscent of the friendly relationship between Fan Yinting's alchemy world and the Temple of Light, Anlan suddenly had some guesses.

He laughed: "Maybe we can walk together."