I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 102 The old father’s relief
Inashal's silence caused a slightly awkward silence in the ward.

Anros looked down at the burnt black rose on his right arm. Maybe it was because he had been looking at it for so long, but he didn't feel any rejection at all.

On the contrary, there is a kind of strange beauty.

After a moment, Anlos sighed, chuckled helplessly, and broke the silence:
"Let me think about it~ What should I do to make you give up on me?"

Hearing this, Inachal pursed her lips and returned Anros's more intense gaze.

Like a crow looking at its own sparkling treasure.

——No matter what, I will never give up on you.

Anlos heard what Inashal meant.

What a heavy emotion.

He thought to himself, but felt an unknown restlessness in his body, as if magma was crawling around in his blood vessels.

".No matter what, I still want to thank you. If you hadn't given me the 'rose', I might have paid a greater price."

Anlos said.

He rubbed his eyes tiredly, slid back to the bed, looked up at Inachal, and bent his eyes:
"After the monthly exams, the school will organize a welcome dance - then, please push me into the venue."

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Hearing this, Inashal's eyes widened slightly.

She didn't realize the meaning of this sentence until she met Anlos' sly eyes.

Anlos is willing to go to the dance with her!

Suddenly, Inashal's ears turned red, and the heat spread to her fair face like fire.

Haha, it still looks more lively like this~
Anlos had a wicked smile on his face and looked like a complete little devil.

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Inachal pursed her lips, took a step forward, leaned towards Anros, and whispered:
"Don't tease me—"

Before he finished speaking, there was a "click" and the ward door was pushed open.

"Hey son! I still think it's better if I come back and watch over you - oh!"

Old father Noye exclaimed and paused on the spot.

What came into view was the image of a tall, slender black-haired girl with a beautiful face, who was about to "kiss" her son.

"Hug, sorry! You continue."

Noye immediately winked at them in a "cognizant" manner, and withdrew again with a look of relief that "my son has just grown up."

"Click."

The sound of the ward door closing seemed so loud in the dead silence.

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Anros blinked and glanced, and not surprisingly, he saw Inachal, who was shaking like a sieve again.

At this time, Inashal's entire face was red, her whole body was trembling, and her eyes were wide open, like a frightened little animal, at a loss what to do.

And a little bit cute.

Anlos found her look very funny and couldn't help laughing.

Inachal maintained a cold demeanor, which was in sharp contrast to her flushed face.

"Don't forget the welcome dance."

After saying these words, Inachal lowered her head and walked out of the ward quickly, not even daring to look at Noye outside the ward, as if something was chasing her behind.

Welcome dance
A little bit of light lit up in Inashal's purple eyes.

Because of Anlos' words, she began to look forward to the welcoming dance that she had not cared about before.

A few days later, the monthly exam.

In the classroom marked "Elementary Alchemy Examination Room-I", a student pushed open the door and walked out, holding a delicate bird-shaped mechanical equipment in his hand, his face ashen.

Seeing this, the other candidates who were waiting swallowed nervously.

In their eyes, this door is like the door to hell.

Then, a voice as cold as a snake and suppressed with anger came from it:

"next."

Then, everyone focused their attention on the next candidate and saw the conspicuous white hair. It was Anlos Tian who had just recovered from a serious injury.

Anlos held an ordinary tea cup in his hand.

Although the workmanship is exquisite, it is too simple and out of place compared to other people's complicated mechanical devices.

When it's over, Anlos will definitely be scolded.

The eyes of the candidates were filled with sympathy.

The look in Anlos' eyes as he entered the examination room was like looking at a soldier who died heroically.

I hope that the dean of the School of Alchemy will stop scolding Anlos for the sake of holding himself up for the exam.

"Click."

The door closes.

Anros turned around and saw the raised eyebrows of Felix, the dean of the School of Alchemy.

This is a small conference room, with Felix sitting at the main seat, and other teachers sitting on the left and right sides, in front, leaving space for students to present.

"Oh, it's finally your turn, Anlos Dean."

Felix's originally gloomy eyes flashed with interest.

He raised the corners of his mouth, with a touch of mockery, and stretched out his hand towards Anros:
"Without any further ado, show off your 'masterpiece', the new star of the empire. I hope you won't be like the idiot in front of me, bringing rubbish to the examination room."

Felix leaned forward curiously and expectantly, and saw——

A teacup.

When the porcelain cup, as white as jade, came into view, Felix's expression almost cracked.

The other teachers also widened their eyes, looked at the tea cup in disbelief, and then looked at Anlos.

Just, that’s it? !

It's a provocation, definitely a provocation.

The teachers stared intently and remained silent, not daring to look at the expressions of their deans.

After a long silence.

An extremely angry word was squeezed out from between the teeth:
"Are you kidding me, Anlos Dean!"

With a bang, Felix punched the table, stood up, and glared at Anlos.

It was as if Anlos would eat Anros if he didn't give him an explanation the next second.

"Don't worry, Teacher Felix." In such a tense atmosphere, Anlos' tone remained steady and soft, "I will show you its use now."

"Ha," Felix laughed angrily and taunted, "Is it possible that your broken cup is going to perform a Thomas the Flying Twist for me?"

It's over, the dean will be joking.

Definitely extremely angry.

"hehe."

However, Anlos chuckled as if he didn't realize it.

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Suddenly, there was deathly silence in the examination room.

The other examiners looked at Anlos in stunned silence, thinking that this rising star of the empire was too bold, right?
Could it be that his nerves were burned by the fire?

Felix's forehead had blue veins popping out, and he stared at Anros with a sinister look, just like a snake spitting out a bright red letter before attacking.

In the line of sight, Anros raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Then, I saw his beautiful face melting like running water.

The white hair, as soft and curly as the first snow, has withered and become as withered as firewood. The pink flesh and blood are exposed, and you can even feel the blood vessels buried inside.

A strong smell of rust emanated from Anlos' body. In full view of everyone, the young man showed them how seriously injured he was.

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The atmosphere in the conference room became solemn.

Felix pursed his thin lips tightly and frowned.

Why did Anlos go out of his way to show them this.
Suddenly, as if he realized something, his eyes suddenly widened and he stared at the crystal white tea cup!
Could it be——? !

(End of this chapter)