I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 106 The boy shorter than Anlos

Black Crow is the nickname given to Inashal by the students.

It seems that no matter what world you are in, no matter what position you are in, giving people nicknames behind their backs will always last forever.

Everyone's eyes became subtle.

On the one hand, it was because the Cursed Girl actually appeared with Anros and even pushed his wheelchair for him!

When did they get in touch?
On the other hand, it's because Inashal looks so good tonight.

Unlike most girls who chose bright colors, Inashal wore a long black dress.

The long skirt is slim-fitting and perfectly outlines her tall and slender figure. Her long black hair is tied up, very elegant.

The hands covered in long black lace gloves held Anlos' wheelchair. From the swaying skirt, two straight long legs were looming, and the small high heels clicked across the thin carpet.

Inashal wore light makeup on her face, which was obviously carefully dressed up, making her usually gloomy face look much softer.

Although, when those purple eyes glanced over, everyone still felt a chill.

Everyone's eyes followed the two of them, and they were extremely surprised.

The boys' eyes wandered between Anros and Inachal, feeling deeply that only Inachal would not be obscured by the light of Anros.

Most of the girls clenched their small fans tightly and stared at Inachal jealously and angrily.

hateful! They also want to help Anlos push the wheelchair!

In Nymeria Academy, a very magical trend has formed - that is, the most popular means of transportation is the wheelchair.

Everyone wants to win this "honor" and push it once.

"Good evening, Markul." Anlos waved to the stunned Markul and said hello, "You look really handsome tonight."

"Oh, oh! Thank you, you too"

Markul felt as if his tongue was tied up, he couldn't speak clearly, and he was sweating profusely.

At this moment, Macul felt the burning sight again.

This time, he finally caught the source of his sight.

Macul raised his head and met Inashal's eyes, which were looking straight down at him.

It was full of chill, but it gave him a burning sting.

"Miss Inashal, it is impolite to stare at others." Macul frowned, took a step forward, and grabbed Anlos' wheelchair. "You must be tired after pushing all the way. It's me. bring it on."

With that said, Macul pulled the wheelchair.

Didn't pull.

Inashal clenched the handle tightly, her body began to shake for some reason, but her eyes did not move away at all.

It was like a competition between the two, with neither one giving in to the other, one pulling the wheelchair to the left and the other to the right.

Anlos: "."

stop it!
Stop fighting for me!
Fortunately, at this time, Principal Gabriel appeared and attracted Macul's attention.

As for Inashal, she seemed to only have eyes for Anros and no one else.

Like a meteor falling, Principal Gabriel reclined in the leg-of-mutton chair, slowly stepped down from the silver oak tree, and landed on the stage with a clatter.

"Wow~"

The students were amazed.

The music became softer, and Principal Gabriel's deep and soothing voice sounded, clearly echoing throughout the entire auditorium:
"Good evening, freshmen. I am your dear principal, Gabriel Hamlet."

Some students who had a funny sense of humor were amused and started chuckling.

"More than half of the first semester has passed, and you must have fully adapted to campus life. I believe that most of the time has been enjoyable."

"The idea at the beginning of the construction of Nymeria Academy was to serve as a shelter in the midst of strife and preserve the fire of the empire."

"So, we don't have many school rules. It can even be said that there are almost none." "Nymeria tolerates everything. Your nature can develop here without restraint."

"Of course, as you all know, worrying things also happened during this period."

Speaking of this, the students glanced at Anlos unconsciously.

They knew that beneath this glamorous appearance, there was something unbearable to look at.

"However, everything is over now." Principal Gabriel changed the topic, clapped his hands, and the music started to play again, "Tonight, at this moment, please enjoy your freshman dance."

"However, don't forget that you are still underage~"

The students burst into laughter, and the somewhat solemn atmosphere was swept away.

Everyone was happily dancing slowly and chatting with their companions, with relaxed and happy smiles on their faces.

While Anros was chatting with the ladies who came to chat with him, he was driven by Inashal and headed to the food table unswervingly.

His goal tonight is those tempting desserts.

Looking at the various cakes cut into small squares, butter cookies sprinkled with a layer of frosting, and tart pudding, Anlos swallowed, his eyes sparkling.

He picked up a piece of black forest cake and put it into his mouth. The slightly bitter sweetness immediately filled his mouth, making Anlos narrow his eyes happily.

It also made the girls a feast for their eyes. They held their faces in their hands and called them "cute" together.

Seeing Anlos enjoying his meal, it was not easy for others to disturb him - mainly because it was rare for people to indulge in eating at social dances.

As a result, a vacuum circle formed around Anros, with only Inashal guarding him silently.

The dance went on leisurely.

Maculle and Mr. Twiggy jumped together while discussing issues about magical creatures.

Professor Armstrong was surrounded by a circle of people. With the extraordinary healing potion that cured Anros, he became famous among teachers in one fell swoop.

Professor Felix - How could he take the time to attend such a "childish" dance?

Just as Anlos was filling his belly, a cheerful and lively voice sounded from the side:

"Hey! You must be Anlos Tian! The one who made the enchanted alchemy tool in the alchemy exam and pointed a gun at Teacher Felix!"

Anlos swallowed the cookie, rinsed his mouth with orange juice, and then turned to look.

Then, his eyes lit up.

——This guy is shorter than him!
The person who spoke to Anros was a boy who was as tall as Anros when he was sitting. He was less than 1.6 meters tall. Anros suspected that he had dwarf blood.

He has curly maroon hair, blue eyes, and light brown freckles on his face. His appearance is different from Anlos's cuteness.

The boy raised a bright smile and stretched out his delicately manicured hands towards Anlos.

Anlos held the boy's hand: "Hello, nice to meet you——"

Before he finished speaking, a strong force suddenly came from his hand, and Anlos was pulled out of the wheelchair!

"boom!"

Anlos reacted very quickly and used his legs to support his body in time.

Otherwise, he would have fallen to the ground unsightly by now.

Anros's eyes turned cold, and behind him, Inashal exuded a hot aura.

"Haha! I saw you were sitting in a wheelchair all the time, and I wondered if your legs were broken. Don't you have the strength to stand up!"

The boy raised a sunny smile without haze, held Anlos's hand, and said cheerfully:

"My name is Ollie Victoria. I have retained one level and am now the third-year minister of the Silver Oak Wizarding Organization."

"At the same time, he is also the third prince of the King of the Red Rose Empire."

(End of this chapter)