The barrage said, I am the final villain in the game

Chapter 1 Where the Dream Begins, handsome guy, who are you?
The Rhine Kingdom, the capital of Catalena.

Brilliant Avenue, Mansion No. 75.

In the early morning, 57:[-].

"woo"

The good biological clock made Lynn slowly stand up in a hazy state, rubbed his eyes, and then used a big yawn and a lazy stretch to kick off his day.

Without trying to pick up the broken pieces of the dream, Lynn got out of bed in the trend of a long-established habit, went to the bathroom, and turned on the faucet.

"call--"

As the cool water washed away the sleepiness, Lin En let out a long sigh of relief, raised his head slowly, and stared at himself in the mirror.

It was a young man of about thirteen or fourteen years of age, with black hair and brown eyes, and his facial features were particularly delicate under the illumination of the magic candle, but while being delicate, it was a little green, and his eyebrows and face lines were fully matched The tenderness of his age should fall into the eyes of women full of maternal brilliance, and the evaluation should be "I love it", not "I can".

After grinning at himself in the mirror and showing a bright smile, Lynn began to wash.

Showing a smile to himself when he wakes up every day is something his mother taught him, and it is said that he can spend his day happily.

Of course, whether it will be useful or not will depend on whether or not you will encounter any idiots that smell like the mud in the ditch outside No. 17 Street in the rest of the day.

After washing up, Lynn picked up the small cloth bag on the side of the cabinet, put on a simple and light outfit, and went straight downstairs.

It was still early, and there was no one in the living room, but there was a clanging sound from the kitchen. It should be the servant who was preparing the breakfast for the gentleman to use later.

Instead of walking towards the kitchen, Lynn pushed open the quaint and heavy door with many patterns and came to the large courtyard. Then, he put down the cloth bag and placed the one that was only a bit shorter than the others. Take out the refined long sword.

"Chong-"

The long sword was unsheathed, and the sunlight pouring down from the sky fell on it just right. Before it could stay, it was immediately deflected and bounced back. With the powerful slash of the young man, the silver blade seemed to be able to cut off the sunlight.

Different from other noble families' swordsmanship, the Blazer family's swordsmanship does not pursue flamboyance and posture at the same time, trying to defeat the opponent with a perfect set of COMBO.In the concept of Blazer's swordsmanship, defense does not exist. All moves and changes are aimed at making the opponent lose the ability to resist. The so-called defensive stance is only to make the sword holder in exchange for injury. After being wounded, there is still the ability to cut out the next sword.

From the point of view of moves, this is an extremely dangerous swordsmanship, but it can be regarded as the best match for the Blazer family.

As the sun gradually rose from the horizon, the light refracted by the long sword in Lynn's hand became more and more intense.

The morning exercise was arranged by his father. Since he was four years old, he was required to practice the family swordsmanship every morning. It has been almost ten years since then.

In this regard, Lynn has also had a lot of complaints.

Although his aristocratic classmates will also practice, but he has never woken up so early, and there is no servant to wait on, and if bad weather occurs, others can take a little vacation to sleep in. And his practice was at the request of his father, rain or shine, even if he encountered heavy rain and snow, he had to cut down the rain and snow first, and then talk about other things.

Of course, complaints are complaints, and resistance does not exist.

The Blazer family is a real one. In any matter, as long as Earl Blazer makes a decision, no matter how much other people have opinions, they can only hold back. Mr. Earl blows the pillow wind.

"Chong-"

The long sword is sheathed, cutting off the random thoughts.

Lin En stood firmly on the spot and adjusted his breathing. After his breathing was steady, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and turned back to the house.

Compared to when he went out, the lobby is obviously much busier now.

The magic candles on the walls have been lit, bringing the morning light to dispel the remaining darkness; servants come and go between the kitchen and the dining room, serving delicious dishes that are full of color and fragrance.

On the main seat, Earl Blazer was already sitting on the main seat, holding the morning paper that arrived earlier than everyone else and observed it carefully.

Of course, Lynn knew that his father never paid attention to the information in the morning paper. He only paid attention to the person who wrote the text. Did he have the idea of ​​going to the Goddess of Starlight to report to him—ah, in my father’s eyes, those veins were flowing The filthy black mud, the vision blocked by the narrow IQ, and the scum all over the body, like a captive breeding pig, should not be qualified to meet the goddess.

Lynn walked to the dining table, but instead of taking a seat directly on his father's right, he bowed slightly and gave a salute.

"Good day, father."

"Good day." Cole Blazer pulled his serious face out from behind the newspaper and pulled out a smile that didn't look like a smile. "Practice done?"

"Yes." Lynn said softly, "But I still haven't stepped into the situation you said, driving a sword like an arm."

"It doesn't matter." Cole waved his hand, "Swordsmanship is not accomplished in a day, and it is normal that you have no opponents in your practice process, and it is normal to make little progress-the purpose of year-round practice is never to improve, but not to improve. Let your brain feel rusty about the craft."

"Yes!"

"Go and tidy up." Cole put his eyes on the newspaper again and said casually, "Also, remember to call Rosa up."

"I see."

Lynn nodded and turned to go upstairs.

He first went back to his room, washed his body with the hot bath water made by the servant, then put on a black uniform painted with a round star logo, then walked out of the room, walked through the corridor, and finally stopped at the door of the innermost room forward.

Raising his hand and knocking on the door three times, Lynn whispered, "Rosa."

no respond.

Lynn, who seemed to be used to it, didn't try to continue calling. Instead, he reached out and twisted the handle and pushed the door to enter.

The room is large and the interior decoration is very gorgeous, but compared to the bookshelves full of barely touched books, it is the big bed and the person on the big bed that attract more attention.

Even in the early morning, the lights in the room were all on, but the girl's soft cheeks were hidden in the darkness created by the pillows and bedding, as if she didn't want to face the dazzling sunlight outside.

In order to prevent his sister from making a fuss, Lynn did not go to the other side's bed, but stood by the door, adjusted his breathing, and then.

"Rosalinde!!"

The girl on the bed was so frightened by her brother's majestic shout that she jumped up, her stray blond hair covered her clear eyes as blue as the ocean in summer, and her snow-white skin shone under the sunlight. It is so transparent that you can almost see the blue blood vessels under the skin.

When the girl recovered from the fright and saw the person coming, her small face immediately collapsed.

As the most favored of the three children in the family, Rosalind did not take this favor unscrupulously.

There is no other reason, but there are two people pressing her on her head.

Coincidentally, Lynn is one of them.

"Brother Lynn!"

Rosalind grabbed the quilt and gave a weak cry.

Lynn nodded and said, "Father is here today, come down early."

"Is father there?"

Rosalind's face turned pale, and she didn't say a word. She jumped out of bed immediately, got into the bathroom, wiped it twice, and then rushed out.

When Lynn went downstairs slowly, the girl was already pouring black tea for her father.

In addition to his sister, Lynn's mother, and another younger brother, Reg Blazer, have also taken his place.

Compared with his sister's escape and Lynn's composure, Reg's character is more dull. Even in front of his father, he buried his head and did not speak, only when his sister poured him a cup of steaming black tea. Only then did he raise his head and show a not-so-good-looking smile.

When everyone took their seats, today's breakfast at the Blazers officially began.

However, compared to the noise of ordinary people during meals, the dining table at Blazer's family was obviously a bit too quiet. Except for the sound of knives and forks touching the dishes, there was no other sound.

This is not because the Blazer family rule stipulates that "no food and no sleep", but the father sitting in the main seat is too powerful, and under his unsmiling face, almost no one will speak first.

The only one who can break this atmosphere is Mr. Count.

"Lynn."

Lynn raised his head and looked blankly at the father who called him: "What's the matter, father?"

Mr. Count looked at his son's face and said succinctly: "Just do your best today, very few people can establish a connection with [the sea of ​​imaginary numbers] in the first communication."

"I see!"

In the face of his father's early relief, Lynn's response seemed normal, but he vaguely noticed that Reg, who was sitting on the side and burying his head to eat, suddenly stopped.

Although Mr. Count is strict, he is not a straight piece of wood. He will also say things like praise or comfort, but not much.

Most of these words were given to Lynn, and for Reg, the second son, he didn't even face him with a smile.

After saying those words, Mr. Count ate a few more bites, then leaned on a cane and left the house with the blessings of his wife and children. As soon as he left, the atmosphere in the restaurant was much more relaxed. .

"Reg, I want to eat this!"

Rosalind clawed at the table and held a fork, trying to get her hands on the grilled sausage on Reg's plate, but the corner of her eye kept falling on Lynn, as if she was a little afraid that her elder brother would be dissatisfied with her behavior, and Reg obviously did not. The meaning of rejection, he just silently pushed his dinner plate towards his sister.

Mrs. Blazer didn't respond to the little trouble in front of her, but shook her head helplessly: "Rosalind, how many times have you said that you want to call Reg a brother, you can't be so rude."

Rosalind glanced at Lynn, who was unresponsive, and then with a small face propped up by the food, she retracted her seat and said nothing, while Reg lowered his head again and did not speak.

On the other side, Lynn wiped his mouth, preparing to say goodbye to everyone.

Today is the day when Rhine Academy organizes qualified students to communicate collectively [the sea of ​​imaginary numbers]. After completion, students who have successfully linked will have to choose what kind of road they will embark on in the days to come, while students who have not completed the We will sum up our experience and try again the next day.

All in all, no matter whether the communication is successful or not, Lynn today will be very busy.

However, just as Lynn was about to say goodbye, a few lines of strange words suddenly appeared in front of him.

【Finally you are here!Tong Liu Ming! 】

【My Irene wife can finally move! ! 】

【Irene Iron Green Tea!Rosalind is the best in the world!I said!Yesusu can't stop it! ! 】

【Yvette! (love.emoji) Yvette! (love.emoji)]

[The animation of galgame, will there be a lot of exciting parts in the river? Well, this galgame is good, there is not even a boo-bo plot, and there is nothing that can be a crab. 】

[Wait a while where the dream begins, I am super!where is this?Who are the handsome guys? ! 】

Lynn tilted his head and slowly put out a few question marks.

(End of this chapter)