After bumping into the villain boss [Western Fantasy]

Linton...Have you guessed that I might do something that exhausts all the magic power in my body?

Anlan almost opened his eyes and asked Linton, but his always good self-control made him resist the urge with difficulty, and tried again to immerse himself in a state of meditation.

Every part of the body is still screaming emptiness due to the exhaustion of magic power, as if every cell has been squeezed out, and it can only be difficult to filter out one light attribute element after another from the air and inhale it into the body, re- Soothe those restless cells.

But this difficulty is much lower than what Anlan originally thought, because the magic core in the bed under him, which looks like a bright sun in a state of meditation, is continuously emitting the magic power of light attribute outward.

As Anlan absorbed the light-attributed elements in the air, the power contained in this magic core also continued to dissipate, constructing a light-attributed environment in the air over and over again for Anlan to quickly repair.

At the same time, Linton stood in front of the reagent that was about to be prepared, sighed somewhat melancholy, and the expression in his light blue eyes gradually became empty.

He fell into that weird daze again.

Why should I be so loyal to Allen?Isn't he going to become the boss in the end?Didn't I originally want to alienate the other party?How did things happen like this?

What should I do next and what will happen next?

With a long sigh, Linton still pressed the pendant on his chest, feeling its gentle swing.

Forget it, let's think about this kind of thing later, since it's the way it is now, there's nothing to worry about - if it's really possible to bring Ann Ryan back from the wrong path, that should be a good thing.

Linton selectively forgot what happened tonight, which showed Ann Ryan's character.

Anyway, when he gradually grows up and needs to go out to explore, he should kill people with his own hands...

Linton had no doubt that Lord Sam was dead. This was a strange intuition.

...Speaking of which, what is going on with Anlan's magic level?What level is he now?Why can't you clear the strange black magic power in your body...

Somewhat in a trance, he dropped a drop of liquid condensed from the pendant into the potion. Linton almost turned his hand and shook it out. Fortunately, his sanity came back in time and rescued him from his hands.

"Do you think I've gone too far, so you plan to let me take no medicine to calm down?" Ann Lane's voice suddenly rang in Linton's ears, with a smile on his lips, with a leisurely look on his face, as if he wasn't bearing the burden of his body. The pain of despair.

Linton almost wanted to give the other party a few supercilious glances. He endured and endured, and finally held back. After preparing the medicine in his hand, he walked up to the other party and handed it to Ann Ryan.

"Drink it." Linton tried his best to pretend to be serious, "By the way, what level are you now? I always feel that your combat power is very amazing... If it exceeds level [-], I will prepare some potions for you. You can start preparing to cleanse your internal organs."

Allen replied calmly: "If you mean magic, I'm only at the second level now. But I have the ability of magic. Ever since I became the Holy Son of Light, a part of my faith has diverted towards me, and I can use it. It is equivalent to a level 5 to 6 divine spell, which is something you will definitely get as the Son of Light."

His words changed at the same time: "But the power of faith is an external force after all. I have no way to absorb it into my body to assist myself, nor can I use it to regulate my own body."

Linton suddenly felt a little regretful: "Is that so..."

He thought for a while, then took two steps back, preparing to leave the room to Ann Ryan.

And he himself was going to turn around and go to the next door they had made together to have a good sleep.

Because of the interruption of today's affairs, Anlan, who originally planned to go to the Temple of Light today, can only postpone it until tomorrow, while Linton is already ready to go shopping in various places tomorrow and buy more materials.

Go to bed early and get enough energy.

Thinking of this, Linton had just stepped back to the door when he heard Ann Ryan's voice softly.

"By the way, thank you for your magic core."

Light attribute magic beasts are relatively rare, and even their magic cores are much less than those of other attributes. Naturally, the price tends to be expensive, and there is even a state of being somewhat priceless.

Linton took out one and gave it to himself with such a caring gesture, it was really...

Linton smiled lightly, and said, "It's nothing, anyway, I'll take your revenge for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he closed the door and walked to his room.

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Winter has gradually passed, and Sisia has not had snow for more than 20 consecutive days. The occasional continuous light rain does not bring any damp and cold feeling, but only brings fresh air.

Linton took off the various scarves that accompanied him all winter, and began to walk on the campus in his original posture.

This made some people who didn't know that Ann Ryan and Linton looked so similar frequently looked back and thought about what was going on with this person in front of them.

However, Linton, who is the client, doesn't care about this. He has gradually become accustomed to dealing with all kinds of oolongs caused by similar looks, and he can more clearly identify the difference between himself and Ann Ryan through subtle details.

In the stereotyped campus life that has become so ordinary that only knowledge and oneself are fresh, this kind of accidental joy of admitting mistakes that occasionally occurs seems quite interesting.

With this in mind, Linton didn't even cut his hair for a while.

Some of his long hair was casually scattered on his shoulders, and he looked quite relaxed.

If Ann Lane's temperament is more noble and elegant, then Linton is more lazy and refreshing. Although he also has an aristocratic atmosphere, the scholarly atmosphere of a researcher is more intense.

Perhaps because this posture is more in line with his temperament, when Linton walks on campus, the rate of return is higher.

For example, this afternoon, he had just finished a course consisting of a special template certificate, and was about to go to the public alchemy laboratory for an experiment, when he was stopped by two pretty girls on the way.

The leading girl has beautiful long red hair, slightly freckles on her face, and a pair of thin-rimmed glasses. She is very cute when she blushes.

"Excuse me, what's the matter?" Linton tried to make his tone as friendly as possible.

Unexpectedly, the girl became even more shy, and subconsciously hid behind her female companion, and then poked her head out tremblingly.

"Well, you, hello..."

Linton blinked subconsciously.

I didn't feel anything just now, but now I suddenly feel that the atmosphere is a bit subtle.I have long felt that people in this world are as mature as people in the West, don't you mean?

"Please, may I ask..." the girl's voice stammered.

Could it be that……

"May I ask Fan Yinting's Junior Alchemist Conference in a month, will you attend it?"

The words that Linton had originally kept on his lips were shortened strangely, and the corners of his elongated mouth twitched silently for a moment.

"of course."

It wasn't until this time that he realized that the girl's expression just now seemed to be different from the Huaichun girl he knew.

But Linton quickly began to comfort himself again. After all, he is an academic geek who has never been in a relationship. It is a bit too embarrassing for him to be able to guess the other person's thoughts from the expression on the other side.

Guessing wrong is normal, normal.

The eyes of the girl in front of her immediately lit up slightly: "Excuse me, are you participating in the group competition? Have you found a good teammate?"

Linton was taken aback for a moment, looked carefully at the girl across from him, and then began to think.

"No, I didn't have the idea of ​​participating in the group competition before, because I'm not very familiar with the senior seniors. And most of our classmates in the same grade have not yet entered the world of alchemy."

Although Linton knew Hesz, as a misguided fighter, Hesz, who was not in a magic class or a special alchemy class, was also not familiar with any alchemist.It was really difficult for him to find an extra teammate.

The girl's face flushed slightly again, with a resolute color: "Excuse me, can you consider me? Ah, let me introduce myself first, I am Alley Klich, third grade, third grade Magician, third-level alchemist."

Linton silently tapped the paper in his hand with his fingers, subconsciously deliberating.

Until the third-level magician, he is still a third-level alchemist, which shows that the opponent's alchemy talent is not very good.Otherwise, even if there is no family inheritance, there are various books with many things from Sisiya, and as a third-level magician, it is almost a matter of course to refine fourth-level items.

"I understand your suggestion, we will consider it carefully, thank you for your reminder, Miss Alley."

Showing a smile calmly, Linton said that sincerely and seriously, seeing what Ai Lei noticed, showing a disappointed expression.

Linton then said more sincerely: "I'm really sorry..."

"No, no, no." Ai Lei shook her head, the smile on her face was much cuter than when she was shy just now, "Thank you for your consideration, I hope you will have good grades~"

With that said, she pulled the accompanying companion, showed a shallow smile, and left with her companion.

Leaving Linton standing still and thinking for a while, he still couldn't think of any suitable candidate, and finally temporarily let this matter go.

The Youth Alchemist Conference has a special team group, which will require participating teams to work together to produce the same troublesome alchemy item, with a task time limit, so that all those who want to refine alone to participate in the competition will be excluded.

Linton still remembered that the final content of the team group of the last Young Alchemist Conference was "Stand of Contour", which required the production of a magic staff that was about the height of a human body!

This has completely exceeded the limit of what an ordinary school student can accomplish during his studies!Although it is not to say that students in school cannot complete it, it is almost impossible to complete it within a limited time.

In the end, the medals from the last Young Alchemist Team Competition were handed over to Mo Lin and Pumo, the third-year students at the time, who were students from a specialized alchemist school in the other corner of the mainland.

In fact, they were also the only group of people who were formally refined in the previous session, and they deserved this medal.

I don't know if these two will participate in this competition...

The Juvenile Alchemist Conference is held every two years, and the limited requirement is to be under the age of 17.According to the general enrollment at the age of 10 or 11, by this year, they are already in the fifth grade, and they can still participate in...

When he pushed open the door of the public alchemy room, Linton was still thinking about related things in his mind. However, when he actually stepped into the door of the alchemy room, his originally boiling emotions calmed down instantly. It is like being plunged into an ocean of rational knowledge.

Compared with these things that still need some time to consider, the things that are already in front of you are more important.

For example, this experiment that is about to start.

Haishizi, who had been waiting there for a long time, hurriedly started preparing the materials after finding out that Linton was coming. Various metals or powders were flying around, making the air smell a little bit strange.

He had already received special news before that, knowing the cause of the death of Lord Sam from the Alchemy Association and what the other party had done.Knowing that his junior also went for the assessment on the same day, Haishizi immediately guessed, and the relationship between the two became better.

Linton quickly got into the other party's compartment and acted together.

"30 grams of thin copper iron powder..."

"6.6 grams of silky yellow sand..."

"0.25 grams of light attribute magic core crystal powder...how should such a low amount be weighed?" Linton was stunned for a moment, not because he thought it was really troublesome to weigh this amount, but he was a little bit concerned, after all, it was mixed with If the light attribute magic core is mixed, the value will be much higher than originally expected.

He hurriedly rummaged through the humble laboratory, and determined that there was no weighing instrument with this precision, so he rummaged through his storage ring and found a miniature weighing device, which he will soon restore. The powder that came out was added to the blender in the hand.

The potion prepared according to Haishi's experiment notes and mission objectives began to boil bit by bit.

Adding another 10 grams of thin white sand powder, Linton raised his hand to outline a few magic circles, finally configuring the basic materials.

The next step is to use them to make the shape of a light bulb... A magic circle emerged from Linton's fingers again, and the silver magic power pulled the materials, making them roll and condense into the desired posture in the air.

Gradually, the materials that Linton had prepared before disappeared little by little, turning into bulbs layered with magic power, shaking gently under the light.

Looking at these glowing things, Linton took a look at the filament maker beside him. His expression was so focused that he seemed to be pious. He simply started to stand where he was, practiced standing, and waited patiently.

It didn't take long for these bulbs to dry under the influence of silver-white magic, showing a similar appearance to the bulbs Linton knew in his previous life-even if the production method and process were very different.

Afterwards, Linton took the finished filaments from Haishizi and began to experiment one by one.

"Thanks for your hard work." Haishizi smiled softly, "Thank you for helping me so much. Without you, my current progress might still be stuck at three months ago..."

This is too exaggerated. Linton had just entered school three months ago. Of course, he clearly knew the huge changes in Hesz's experiment during this period, but he dared not attribute it to himself.

Linton quickly shook his head, and then quickly changed the subject: "Speaking of which, why do you use light-attribute magic core powder on the light bulb? If this is the case, the price will be much higher than you originally expected, right?"

"Because I found that in this way, the intensity of the light will be much greater, and we can install the lamp with strong light on the side of the road. In this way, many families can share a lamp, and everyone can learn and live under the lamp. Already." Haishizi didn't care about such questions, he had already constructed a similar blueprint, and started to talk about it happily.

Sounds like a great look...

Linton inexplicably recalled the memories of his previous life.Thinking of being in a small alley at night, bright incandescent lights and hoarse broadcasting sound enveloped me.In my ears are the voices of grandparents, grandparents, and the older generation of many neighbors chatting with each other. Although no matter how hard I try, I can't understand what they are talking about, but...

I still miss it...

Linton shook his head suddenly, and put his sorrow of parting on his relatives in this life.

He is academically inclined and loves alchemy very much, but because he has lost his talent, he can only be the father of a theoretical scholar.She has a gentle personality, although she is married from a very powerful family, she doesn't have any sense of arrogance, and she is a very good mother to everyone.

She has a gentle personality and is somewhat charming. She has a good alchemy talent visible to the naked eye, but she is also troubled by her sister who has no talent for chaos attribute magic.Small and cute, when you turn around in circles, the skirt will emit a flower sister.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he recalled the lofty aspirations he had when he first entered Sisia.

It was also during this time that the lofty ambitions that were almost buried in the torrent of time because they were broken down into small details of life.

For the glory of Plinvel.

For the sad white hair of the patriarch grandpa.

For father and sister's love of alchemy, and the impotence of that damned curse.

he absolutely...

Looking at the lights in front of him, Linton let out a breath.

This one doesn't work, replace it with another one.