I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 198 How to Enter the Territory

Mrs. Three-Headed Wolf took him to a private conversation room, and the servant with a low sense of presence served him hot tea and disappeared.

"Excuse me, does the Prophet have any instructions?" Mrs. Three-Headed Wolf asked, her face full of expectation.

During this period of time, a steady stream of humans came to her to buy "tickets" to enter the realm of the Prophet.

No matter how high the price, they will buy it.

The piece of paper itself is not precious.

What is precious is the meaning given to it by the evil god who seems to have awakened from his slumber - the Prophet.

It represents the supreme value of the Prophet.

Naturally, the price is more expensive.

She also made a small profit from it.

Therefore, at this time, Mrs. Three-Headed Wolf is very much looking forward to the prophet's family members bringing her new business opportunities.

It doesn't matter what she is asked to do.

Because this is a symbol of "friendship".

In order to hide her excitement, Mrs. Three-Headed Wolf picked up the teacup and licked it while waiting for Anlos's response.

Anros: "The Prophet asked me to be your male favorite and lead you into the realm of gluttony and rage."

"puff!"

Mrs. Three-Headed Wolf squirted out a sip of tea.

She coughed violently, and the tea and tea leaves sprayed on her plump breasts.

However, she ignored dignity and elegance, widened her vertical pupils, looked at Anros in astonishment, and shouted in disbelief:
"W-what did you say?!"

"You want to be my male favorite?!!"

"Haha, look at what you said, it's so embarrassing~"

Anlos covered his mouth and laughed shyly.

It's as if he wasn't the first to come up with the word "male favorite".

Facing the dumbfounded gazes of the three wolf heads, Anros put away his smile and said seriously:

"The emphasis is on the last sentence, Mrs. Termani."

"I have something to do and need to enter the territory of your lord, [Bloody Gourmet]."

"But, as far as I know, you can't enter its territory without a citizenship certificate, right?"

After being stunned for two seconds, Mrs. Three-Headed Wolf came to her senses and said suddenly:

"Yes, the lord's flesh-and-blood city-state does not allow outsiders to enter. However, high-status citizens can bring their own servants to enter."

In fact, what Mrs. Three Wolf didn't say was.

Servants, or "pets", are very common among the upper class like them.

Even at the banquet, the young masters, ladies, and even the husbands and wives would specially bring pets to compare with each other.

Whose pet is more beautiful and whose pet is better trained is a kind of showing off of status and financial resources.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Three-Headed Wolf looked at Anlos secretly.

My eyes traced his holy and beautiful face, which was like a legendary angel. I couldn't help but swallow, and a trace of salivation flashed in my pupils.

indeed
This human being has the highest quality that is hard to find.

At auctions, there are things that can fetch sky-high prices.

However, they are the descendants of the evil god!
Even if she had a hundred courages, she wouldn't dare to really take him as her pet! ! !

"This is so rude, Lord Anlos!" Mrs. Three-Headed Wolf nervously clenched her fan, "This is an insult to you!"

Anlos smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. In fact, I have never been a 'pet' before, and I am quite interested in it."

Anlos was really curious.

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Facing Anlos' innocent smile, the three-headed wolf lady didn't know for a moment whether this human being was stupid or crazy.

Humanity's never-ending spirit of challenge is truly terrifying.

"Anyway," Anlos said, "Is there any other way for me to enter the city-state of flesh and blood?"

There must be a way.

But Mrs. Three-Headed Wolf thought about it for a while, and she really couldn't find a simpler and more reliable way than "being a man's favorite".

In the end, Mrs. Three-Headed Wolf had no choice but to lower her head and respond: "If... you are willing."

"Of course, that's settled."

Anlos stood up and shook hands with Mrs. Three-Headed Wolf.

Holding that slender and white little hand, Mrs. Three-Headed Wolf's heart skipped a beat, and a kind of excitement mixed with fear spread from the bottom of her heart.

Of course she had a lot of pets when she was young, but she got rid of them all after she had a daughter.

But she has never had one of Anlos's level.

Let alone herself, even among those with higher status than her, she has never seen anyone who can compare with Anlos. And now.
Anlos was hers.

Although she was just a tool to let Anros enter the city-state, she still felt a great sense of vanity, which made her couldn't help but open her nostrils proudly.

"When do you want to set off?" Mrs. Three-Headed Wolf suppressed her excitement and asked.

"Wait until I contact you."

Anlos thought for a while and said.

He still doesn't know what the arrangements are for Raleye.

If you want to finally defeat one of the seven nightmare lords, Gluttony and Rage, the most important thing is to improve your own abilities.

After bidding farewell to the three-headed wolf lady, Anros finally returned to his nightmare mansion.

He plopped down on his back on the bed, and the clothes he had transformed into disappeared and turned back into a loose and comfortable nightgown.

Hmm. I really want to lie down like this.
Anros was sleepy-eyed and yawned widely.

Acting in a nightmare is like having a chaotic dream, which cannot be equated with sleep and cannot be rested.

I am still growing, I should drink more milk and sleep more.
When Anros thought that everyone seemed to be taller than him - especially a certain jealous witch, he felt unhappy.

A year has passed, his level has improved and his symptoms have disappeared, but his height remains stubbornly motionless.

It can be said that it is the most difficult "enemy" Anlos has ever dealt with.

He closed his eyes peacefully.

Two seconds later, he suddenly opened his eyes again, turned over, and two pinches of fire ignited in his eyes.

--no! I want to fight!

Anros's soul of involution was burning, and he showed the momentum of the exam.

Gluttony and Fury are still feasting on the throne, and the lustful painter may break out of the human skin cage at any time.

How can he rest!

Practice, practice, still practice! ! !

Anlos crossed his legs aggressively, making a big move and accidentally threw off Xiao Su who was on top of him.

【Gooji? 】

Xiao Su bounced on the ground twice, and opened his big eyes in confusion and curiosity, looking at Anlos who closed his eyes and fell into a meditative state.

Climbing back onto the bed, it poked Anlos with its tentacles.

Seeing that Anlos ignored it, it curled up on its own, shrank into a small ball, and leaned against Anlos.

He also followed Anlos' example and closed his one eye.

Gradually, a "drowsiness" that I had never experienced before came over me.

Let this meat ball, which shouldn't know what "sleep" is, fall into sleep.

Tiny fluctuations that belong exclusively to the realm of nightmares appear around it.

The bedroom became silent.

Only the gentle breeze blew in from outside the swaying curtains.

Wizard's Tower, R'lyeh.

Anlos meditated until the early hours of the next day.

When he opened his eyes, he felt that his body and mind were extremely smooth and energetic.

During this period, no one came to call him.

From this point of view, learning in Raleye is basically all based on self-consciousness.

Sure enough, it is very different from Nymeria.

Anros thought as he cleaned himself up.

If Nymeria is more like the "university" in her previous life, then Raleye is a bit like a "graduate student".

You need to take the initiative and seek advice from a mentor.

After a brief wash - it was mainly because it was too cold, the water was freezing to the bone, and it also exuded a faint smell of blood, which made Anlos lose the interest in dressing up carefully.

He wiped his hair back with wet hands, turned the key, and pushed the door open——

"Oh!"

Head-on, he bumped into a young man standing at the door of his room.

With a bang, the door cracked.

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Anlos raised his eyebrows, looked at the solid wood door that was smashed into pieces, and shifted his gaze to the uninjured young man outside the door.

As expected, there are no normal people in Raleye.

Anros took it seriously and sighed helplessly.

(End of this chapter)