I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 18 Louis’ flag
Following the flow of people, Anlos walked out of the auditorium.

He didn't feel anything special, and his calm face was in sharp contrast to the excitement of the candidates around him.

After all, he is already a battle-hardened man.

The heart of "Old General" Anlos is as good as ever.

What's more, he was sure of victory and wrote the completely correct answer without reservation.

Including, the first multiple choice question.

The corner of Anlos' mouth curled up slightly. He knew the "correct answer" well, how could he make such a stupid mistake?
He did it on purpose.

This is a business card sent to Principal Nymeria, inviting him to attend a turbulent dinner of great changes.

Anlos walked slowly, his eyes wandering around the carriages, looking for his driver.

At this time, a voice with a long drawl that made you want to punch the speaker came from the side:
"Anlos Tian, ​​you really came to take the exam."

Anlos silently quickened his pace.

However, a candidate blocked his way, his eyes stayed on his face for a moment, his original dissatisfied expression softened, and he smiled and said: "Master Louis called you, didn't you hear?"

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No, precisely because I heard it.

Anlos sighed, turned around, and looked at the blond boy surrounded by the crowd——

Albert Louis.

"How did you do in the exam?" Louis' face was filled with red. He asked, but before Anlos could answer, he said to himself, "I did as well as expected, even as famous as those geniuses in history. .”

"Yeah, awesome." Anlos nodded and said perfunctorily sincerely.

Louis: "..."

It was clear that he agreed, but for some reason, Louis only felt that he had punched cotton.

Not to mention showing off, he was filled with anger!

Louis took a few deep breaths and gritted his teeth and said, "You can only be so tough now. When the results come out, you will know that the gap between us is like a chasm."

"I will be the first in the written test, first in the actual combat, and first in the overall score!"

"And you will pay the price for your rudeness and rudeness!"

When he heard the words "First in the written test", Anlos raised his eyelids and took a serious look at Louis.

How many dishes are there to get you so drunk?
But then I thought about it, if it weren't for me, Louis might really be number one.

After all, I have been surrounded by stars since I was a child, received elite education, and worked hard to learn what I am now.

As a result, he, the "cheater", suddenly appeared and was probably going to crush Louis' smooth and spacious road.

Thinking of this, Anlos couldn't help but feel a little pity for Louis.

Stared at by this look, Louis' face became even more ugly.

He was obviously a head taller than Anlos, but inexplicably, he felt like he was looking up to him.

Master Louis has a fire in his heart, even if he doesn't understand it, he will never hold it back.

Just when he was about to scold Anros, suddenly, a feeling of creepiness suddenly sprang up!
The vision became distorted and blurred, like looking out through soap bubbles, and the edges were stained with strange phantoms.

After the ground was wiped, Louis' face turned pale and he stared at Anros, speechless for a long time.

Anlos gave him a strange look, nodded, and then turned and left.

Behind him, a portrait painted with chaotic colors gradually disappeared. "Pooh!"

After Anlos left, Louis gasped for air, like a drowning man breathing air.

"What's wrong with you! Master Louis?"

The candidates around him said eagerly and worriedly, wanting to come forward to help him, but Louis waved his hand away.

"Go away!"

Louis roared hoarsely, completely out of anger.

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The examinee's face suddenly turned red, his lips pursed a few times, and he backed away angrily.

Louis stared at Anros's leaving back, his eyes fixed on the conspicuous white-haired head, clenched his back molars, and clenched his fists.

Anlos Tian.
He barely suppressed the trembling in his heart and chewed the name like a wolf eating meat.
……

A week later.

Late at night, Nymeria Academy, large conference room.

The large conference room is located on the top floor of the main teaching building. Under the towering circular dome is a huge circular wooden table.

In the bright light, a heavy machine several meters high was huddled in the corner like a giant, shaped like a pipe organ.

Streams of steam are constantly ejected from the exposed brass air pipe, and the precision gears mesh with each other, driving the bearings to operate at high speed, giving it an alternative mechanical beauty.

With a "click-click" sound, a long printed form gradually spit out from the center of the machine.

"Finally the statistics are almost finished," a man with a mustache and a monocle patted the machine, "Ha, thank you for your hard work, my lovely Miss Diana."

The machine sprayed out a burst of steam in response. If it was really "Miss", its physique would probably be that of Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson.

This man who looks like a bard is actually an instructor at the Knight Academy, named Byron Richard.

"If you hadn't been drinking last night, I guess we wouldn't have had to sit here tonight."

The head of the Alchemy School and the examiner, Felix Radar, mocked.

On the side, Professor of Herbal Medicine, Armstrong Pavula, smoothed things over with a naive smile: "Proper relaxation is helpful for physical and mental health - okay, I'll shut up."

With a glance from the headmaster of Alchemy, Armstrong immediately shrank into a corner and pretended he didn't exist.

Now is the final statistical review stage. There are only three of them in the huge conference room.

There were also other teachers who wanted to help, but Felix rejected them all because he felt it was more efficient to do it alone.

——If it weren’t for any work related to the examination paper, three people must be present, and neither the Herbology Professor nor the Knight Instructor would be able to stay.

After a beeping sound, the indicator light on the machine began to flash.

"Finally printed." Felix couldn't wait to take the long list and murmured, "Let me see who are the two candidates who are close to perfect scores this year..."

First place, Albert Louis.

Felix nodded as expected and looked down.

The words "Second place, Anlos Tian" came into view.

"--What?!"

Felix let out the most rude cry in his life.

(End of this chapter)