After bumping into the villain boss [Western Fantasy]

If the Snow Mountain is the place that every child who desires to have magical talent hopes to be able to reach, then Sisia is the dream palace of all the children who have successfully passed the test of the Snow Mountain.

There have been 29 holy magicians born here.It does not include those who went to work in various countries after graduation and then became holy magicians, and only counted those who stayed in the academy all the time.

There were also 32 saints born here, and 12 well-known scholars or theorists.

In addition, there are also countless, magical things, born here in the alchemy classroom.

Sithia's second principal, Chriswell D. Ruldoff, who has the title of "library-like educator", once said.

"I don't ask for eternal peace, because profit seekers are always unscrupulous; but I ask for eternal knowledge and eternal students. Of course, if they remember others when they use knowledge, that would be great gone."

Throughout the past, Sisia has indeed done it.

There are countless talents of all kinds coming out of here.Even the person known as the butcher emperor who once set off bloody reforms on the mainland still remembered Sisia's teachings and never implicated innocents and civilians in reforms.

So much so that even the war has evolved into a collision between the strong and the strong, between the best soldiers and the best soldiers, and few ordinary soldiers who have only been trained participate in the war.

But when you are really in Xisiya, you will clearly have the feeling of tranquility that goes deep into the bone marrow.

And people do not want to break.

Standing in front of the door of a35-1, Linton stretched out his fingers to gently touch the various runes carved on the solid wood door, and knocked on the door after a while.

"……who is it?"

The voice of the reply was quick, clear and hearty, which added a good impression to people who were abrupt.

Linton put his fingers to his lips and coughed lightly, he was afraid that his voice would be hoarse if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Then, the blond boy raised his voice and answered the question inside the door.

"Hello, I'm a35-4, a freshman who will be moving in, and I'm here to visit my roommates..."

The heavy wooden door in front of him was opened with a "baring tooth".

An ink-colored head poked out from the wooden door, and met Linton's blue eyes as soon as he looked up.

Linton's gaze stayed on the other party's bright golden pupils for two seconds, and he put one hand on his chest, and saluted seriously.

"Hello, the classmate in Room 1, I'm Linton Prinylvi, a freshman in the Department of Magic."

The other party was obviously stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly waved his hands, and after a while of flustering his hands and feet, he reluctantly made a somewhat similar etiquette.

With a hearty smile on his face: "Hello, Mr. Prinlevi. I am Qian Dian, and Qian is my surname."

Watching his movements, Linton's fingers suddenly became stiff.

Instinctively brought in the aristocratic etiquette learned in the past few years, and didn't even remember that the identity of the protagonist through time travel is not considered noble.

Presumptuous behavior to show respect will embarrass the other party.

Linton couldn't help pursing his lips, his eyes drifted away for a while, wondering if he should apologize.After thinking about it carefully, he felt that an apology would make both parties more embarrassed, so he finally endured the words that were about to blurt out, and turned into a soft smile.

"I know, the surname is in the front, right? I've heard of people like you, and it feels amazing...uh, I mean, very distinctive...uh..."

Seeing Linton who was struggling with his words and scratching his head, Qian Dian blinked his eyes, and then couldn't help but burst out laughing.

When the other party bowed to me just now, I was worried about whether the other party was an aristocrat and would be difficult to get along with. Now it seems that I have thought too much.

The black-haired boy stretched out a hand and smiled brightly.

"It's okay, I understand what you mean, do you want to come in?"

"I see you haven't taken off your scarf yet? It's really cold outside, but it's very warm inside with a fireplace and floor heating. You can take off your scarf."

"By the way, because it was too cold, I took the initiative to turn on the unified heating of the whole villa after I came here... I'm a little embarrassed. Your own room is also warm, you should feel it?"

In fact, I haven't even been to my own room, I came to you directly...

Linton's finger reaching for the scarf paused for a moment. Looking at the back of the black-haired boy in front of him, he slowly untied the scarf.

The snow fox fur scarf that originally covered most of his face was taken off. Linton turned around the corner of the closet that came with the room to avoid peeping, and met the eyes of the people sitting in the room before.

The two were stunned at the same time.

Qian Dian, with his back to Linton, was unconscious and greeted the people sitting in the room.

"Look, Ann Lane, what did I say? We'll be meeting a new neighbor soon..."

Having said that, Qian Dian slowly turned his head to look at Linton, and was stunned the next moment.

He looked blankly to the left and then to the right, feeling as if he had a hallucination.

"...When did I drink the flower juice of the Black Bignonia flower? Or did I suffer from the dark magician's hallucination? Why did I have hallucinations?"

His voice was a little dazed, looking left and right, at a loss.

Linton was still in a daze, but his instinct still prompted him to correct Qian Dian's words.

"The flower juice of the Black Bignonia flower has no hallucinogenic effect. Its effect is hypnotic. If the concentration is too high, it may cause people to die in sleep. The hallucinogenic effects are black thorn juice and Purier safflower The flower juice of the plant, the juice purified from the leaves of Kirinelle. If you don’t limit the plant juice, there are..."

In the middle of speaking, his words suddenly stopped.

This was enough for the two people on the opposite side to confirm that this was not an illusion or a dream, and they looked at him with two pairs of eyes.

Qian Dian spoke in amazement.

"So it's not a hallucination... you two actually look exactly the same?"

I'm also lamenting this question.

No, I wonder now if I shouldn't have left Prinlvey at all.Why don't I just stay at home and learn to grow up to the point of a great alchemist, and be a dead house forever?Anyway, there are so many books at home that I may not be able to read them all in my life...

Linton couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, feeling a little heartache.

Although he knew that this was just a thought, among other things, Qian Dian would become his brother-in-law in the future, so he would definitely be able to see his face.And at the time of the wedding, the villain boss, Ann Lane, hadn't revealed his identity yet, so he would definitely come to the wedding...

However, if possible, he still wants to erase all the current memories, go back to the moment when he wrote the letter on the snow mountain, and firmly deny Sisia! !

Linton felt that he had now split into two persons.

One was ready to say hello to Anlan in amazement, while the other hugged himself in the depths of his heart in despair, shaking himself wildly.

He has indeed considered that since he wants to join the protagonist, it is inevitable that he will come into contact with the biggest villain boss who has been with the protagonist in the early stage.

He has even prepared more than a dozen alternative plans in his heart.

But no matter what kind of plan it is, there is no follow-up solution to the situation of "colliding with Ann Ryan" in it!

Linton shook hands with the other party with stiff fingers, only feeling that his fingers were cold, while the other party's hand was as warm as 37 degrees Celsius hot water.

—I have just come in from outside, and he has been by the fire, which is quite normal.

This thought crossed his mind, and Linton finally forced himself to calm down.

"Hi, I'm Linton Prinlevi, a freshman in Magic Class A."

"Prinleville...? Heh, I'm Anlaine Sikovia. I think we all know each other's surnames. The same, the freshman in Magic Class A."

...The expected classmates, after all, are arranged according to talent, Linton sighed in his heart, and finally managed to calm down.

It wasn't until this time that he raised his eyes to scan the other party carefully, especially the playful, very gentle smile on the corner of his lips.

As described in the original book, he has "blonde hair kissed by God" and "blue eyes filled with countless pity and tenderness", which are very consistent with Linton's color matching.

But Anlan's blond hair was brighter, and her pupils were darker.Linton, on the other hand, is more like the color of the other party after it has been coated with a layer of white light, which looks lighter.

Other than that, there's basically no difference in their faces.It's just that Ann Lane seems to laugh a lot, with faint laugh lines on his lips; and Linton can guarantee that he sighs more than he laughs, and of course there is no such thing.

As for height, Ann Lane was a few centimeters taller than Linton, but the gap was not that great.

Reluctantly relying on reason to distinguish the difference between the two, Linton covered his face with one hand.

He was thinking about whether to use a special magic potion to tattoo a few patterns on his face to distinguish himself from the other party.

...Just tattoo symbols that symbolize water or other bottom fluids.

Linton touched his face with one hand, and his thoughts were already flying to how to tattoo the cross symbol with 4 dots so that it would look good.

Until Anlan, who was standing in front of him, gently shook the hands they held together, with a gritted smile in his tone: "Excuse me... can you let go of your hand?"

"..."

"Sorry sorry sorry!"

Linton let go of the opponent's hand in an instant, bowed and apologized very sincerely, and his mind went blank.

Is it too late for me to find a great magician in the time domain to come and turn back time?

Although there seems to be no great magician who can manipulate time on this continent...

If time could be turned back, Linton would definitely make a wish to go back to a month ago, and strangled himself who was sitting in a wooden house on a snowy mountain and writing a letter.