I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 140 Third Prince, I can’t get back up again!

This extremely shrill and unbelievable roar was not heard by the undead horse that had lost its head.

It just instinctively faced the petite human boy in front of it, and a kind of trembling and surrender rose from the depths of its soul.

And, unstoppable goodwill.

[The favorability of the undead race you own is: Friendly]

[All undead races will feel good about you the first time they see you. 】

Anros's eyes curved into crescent shapes, revealing a cat-like cunning and determination to win.

Unexpectedly, my stupid Oudou.

I have the favorability of the undead race.

"Yoxi yoxi yoxi yoxi——"

"What a good boy."

Anros whispered softly, stroking the smooth and cold neck of the horse in the stream.

The ice blue eyes turned and looked at the lost Ollie behind it.

Ollie was startled and staggered back, muttering to himself:
【This, this is impossible.】

[How did you do it? This is impossible! ! ! 】

"The facts are before your eyes, noble third prince."

Anros grinned a sarcastic smile, raised his chin, looked down at Ollie's paper-white face with pity, and said slowly:

"Thank you for bringing back my 'old friend'."

I thought I had attracted a strong opponent, so I proudly said a lot of harsh words.

As a result, the opponent switched sides as soon as he came on the field. As Ollie himself said, he became Anros's "old friend".

This hit Ollie even more painfully than killing him.

It was like giving him a heavy blow in his life of enjoying the courtesy and obedience of others and going smoothly for more than ten years.

It made him dizzy and couldn't believe it was true.

【You lied to me, you lied to me! ! ! 】

Ollie roared miserably, his face twisted and ugly with anger, and thick paint dripped down.

What was even more difficult for him to accept was that he found that he actually felt a trace of regret.

He couldn't help but wonder, if he hadn't provoked Anlos or taken Anlos to his clinic, would everything have been different?
Can he still play affectionately with his sister now?

Like usual?
As if he could read his inner thoughts, Anlos shook his head and said word by word:
"It won't change."

"When you accepted the 'help' of the Louis family, violated the laws of the empire, and carved paint into the body of a girl who trusted you, your fate was already sealed."

"You are destined to die miserably."

[No, no.] Ollie's eyes widened and he shook his head in denial, [I am the third prince of the empire. How could I die in such an unknown place?]

[I still want to marry my sister! ! ! 】

He suddenly yelled, and his eyes suddenly burst out with strong resentment.

With a bang, Ollie's figure was like a cannonball, rushing straight towards Anlos, trying to kill him directly!
however.

The outcome has already been determined.

Ollie's final death struggle only made his death even more ugly.

"Ugh"

Anros sighed softly, his ice-blue eyes staring at the rapidly enlarging twisted figure, revealing a touch of superior compassion.

"So, marriage between close relatives is prohibited -"

"Kill him, Horse of the Stream."

As he finished speaking, the horse in the stream suddenly raised its front hooves and hit Ollie hard!

"boom!!!"

When the hard hoof collided with Ollie's face, in an instant, Ollie's eyes popped out and his body suddenly flew backwards!

The bright red and dirty blood dragged an arc in mid-air, and Ollie fell to the ground. He rolled several times before he could stop the impact, fell to the ground, twitched twice, and stopped moving. Only the weak tremors of his body and the lack of improvement in kills showed that he still had a breath left.

As expected of a body transformed by the power of nightmares, it was made to resist.

Anlos smacked his lips and sighed.

However, if you become like that, you will lose the standard of being a human being.

Just when Anlos wanted to step forward and give Ollie the final blow.

He suddenly thought, had he overlooked something?
Anlos hissed, turned his head, and faced a circle of dumbfounded faces.

Anlos thought for a while and showed a pure and lovely smile:

"That-surprise?"

But this time, cuteness didn’t work.

"Goddess of destiny, am I crazy, or is the world crazy?"

Frankenstein lowered his hand feebly, and the useless [Justice] and [The Hanged Man] slipped into his pocket.

He stared at Anros blankly, his dark red eyes full of confusion and disbelief.

Everything in front of him has completely exceeded the processing limit of Frankenstein's brain.

At this moment, Frankenstein has only one thought:
That is, this time, Principal Gabriel may have really made a mistake.

"How did you do it? How did you tame the horse of that undead race?"

Frankenstein muttered.

"Uh-" Anlos thought for a moment, then babbled with a serious face, "Actually, this is just a coincidence. You know, I'm not good at magic, so I can only think of ways to transform unintelligent opponents into my own little ones. Skilled.”

"Oh, I see"

Frankenstein looked suddenly enlightened and completely accepted Anlos' statement.

"Oh" what a ghost, till now, you still believe in the saying that "spells don't work".

Uno glanced at Frankenstein speechlessly, thinking that there was a reason why this guy hadn't passed the promotion test even though he was so old.

After coming back to his senses, Uno took his sister and rushed to Anros in one stride.

He curiously and carefully looked at the swaying blue fur of the horse in the stream, and then, suppressing his excitement and excitement, he said to Anlos:

"You really refreshed my understanding of you again and again, Anlos!"

"It is no exaggeration to say that you seem to be the embodiment of a miracle and cannot be judged by common sense."

Anros nodded, indicating that what you said is true, please praise me more.

Uno laughed and rubbed his fingers a few times, resisting the urge to purr Anlos's curls.

He got serious and thought:
"To be honest, you are completely different from the strong men our Kashyap tribe respects."

"You are not as dazzling as the sun. You look radiant at first glance, and you have the leadership style of a lion."

"You are more like the moon, Anlos. You are like the moon that everyone can look directly at but no one can touch, quietly guiding the way home at night."

Ouch~ I really know how to blow rainbow farts~
Anlos smiled sheepishly and deliberately avoided Gulia's shining eyes.

Although Gulia is petite and petite, her figure is very voluptuous due to long-term exercise, and she is not thin at all.

But people can't, or at least they shouldn't.

Moreover.
There is also a jealous witch, watching eagerly from the side.

Anros glanced at Inashal's dark figure like crow feathers, and the purple eyes that had never left him.

She was the only one who didn't show any surprise from beginning to end.

It's like, I already knew that Anros was enough to deal with it.

After venting their shock, several people followed Anros and came to Ollie, who was hanging on by a breath of resentment.

just now.

No one would associate this "beach" of non-human-shaped pigment mixture with the noble and glorious third prince of the Red Rose Empire.

　Come on, come on~
　　I think I am most awake at this point (laughs) and have more time. In fact, I have wanted to change the time to update for a long time.

　　In the future, it may be posted between twelve o'clock and one o'clock. If you can't stay up late, you can watch it when you wake up~
　　Good night and sweet dreams~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)