I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 50 Principal’s Office

The new students of Wizard Academy were almost wiped out.

When such a big thing happened, Principal Gabriel would not just sit idly by and watch no matter how lazy he was on weekdays.

"Click."

The iron fence decorated with rose branches closed one by one, and Instructor Anlos and Byron took the elevator and rumbled down.

Thanks to the innovation of steam technology, Instructor Byron did not have the opportunity to show off his muscles hidden under his stylish suit and carried Anlos down the stairs with a chair.

Three floors underground.

A damp smell passed through the iron fence and entered Anlos's nostrils.

If the exposed building parts of the college are like trees in the sun, then the underground parts are dark and gloomy roots, faintly revealing the true meaning of the word "wizard".

Looking around, it's like entering the stomach of a plant. Countless dense dark green vines cover the walls, ceiling, and even the floor on both sides, giving people a sense of oppression.

The pale yellow wall lamp light spilled out from the gap, barely illuminating the way forward.

Gala Gala——

The wheelchair rolled over the rugged vines, causing Anlos to raise his hand and call for a stop.

"Do you want me to carry you?" Instructor Byron asked.

Anlos shook his head, supported the armrest, and stood up slowly.

The hard soles of the little leather boots stepped on the vines, and immediately there was a soft feeling hovering over them, as if they had stepped on earthworms on a rainy day.

Ugh, disgusting.

Anlos pursed his lips.

The upper floor, the second underground floor, contains extraordinary objects that are either precious, dangerous, or both.

The key ingredient of the leech potion that can cure Anros' disease, the goblin's complete active brain, is stored here.

On the underground floor is Professor Armstrong's happy home, the Plantation Garden.

Building a plant cultivation greenhouse in such darkness must not be serious.

"By the way," Instructor Byron said, "Didn't we have another accident today? We experienced two nightmares. You are not just unlucky!"

Am I unlucky?

Anlos couldn't help but chuckle twice.

The smile made Instructor Byron glance at him strangely.

The two of them walked forward slowly, all the way down. The muffled footsteps echoed in the four walls, and shadows blurred behind them.

Finally, as the air became more stagnant and the vines became more vibrant, they arrived at a position almost in the center of the entire academy.

A simple wooden door stood in front of Anros.

There was no decoration on the door, and there were signs of decay on the surface, with moss even growing on the edges.

However, these dense vines seemed to have consciousness and actively bypassed the wooden door.

Maybe, maybe it's fear.

Anlos thought to himself, squinting as Instructor Byron stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Dong dong."

"Please come in——"

A hoarse, soothing voice came from the door.

Instructor Byron opened the door for Anlos, who nodded his thanks and stepped inside.

The space inside the door suddenly opens up.

It's like traveling into an ancient and decaying palace. Several stone pillars carved with gorgeous patterns are arranged neatly, supporting a glass dome dozens of meters high.

The vines twine up and form messy yet orderly patterns on the glass, swaying in the air and scattering light like broken stars.

Anlos looked up, and after a while, he felt dizzy and his brain felt swollen.

There were several heavy bookshelves floating in the air, and countless books escaped, floating like fish in the sea.

Principal Gabriel Hamlet, nestled in a tall and soft leg-of-mutton chair like a cradle, floating in the air, his silver hair hanging down like a waterfall, exuding wisps of light. "You are here."

Principal Gabriel closed the book and smiled.

Those silver eyes, far deeper than the glass dome, fell on Anlos.

Principal Gabriel casually released the book, and the book floated out. Four strong legs of lamb fluttered, stepped onto the stairs of the void, and fell back to the ground with a clatter.

"Byron," Principal Gabriel turned his head and looked at Instructor Byron who stretched out his ears, "Thank you for your hard work, you can go out first."

"All right."

No matter how eager he was to listen to gossip, Instructor Byron would not dare to disobey the principal's order if he had a hundred courages.

Before leaving, Instructor Byron glanced at Anlos and sighed in his heart:

Anlos Tian is the only one who can be summoned by the lazy principal in person.

"Click."

The wooden door was closed, and in the principal's palace-like room, there were only two principals, Gabriel and Anlos.

The vines swayed slightly and the books floated in the air.

"Tea or coffee?" Principal Gabriel broke the silence.

"No need," Anlos said, "I don't have any anyway."

Principal Gabriel was stunned for a moment, then threw his head back and laughed.

The little tease didn't work, but he became even happier, laughing until thin lines appeared at the corners of his eyes.

"Haha! Yes, soaking those things is too troublesome."

"Please drink some water."

The man waved his hand, and an antique-like ceramic pot floated over. The slender mouth of the pot was tilted, and clear water flowed from it and flowed into a set of tea cups.

"Thank you."

Anlos said politely, took the tea cup and took a curious sip.

Smacking his lips.

Ugh - why is this boiled water tasteless?
Anlos put the tea cup on his legs, sat back in the wheelchair, and looked up at the silver-haired man sitting on the tall leg-of-mutton chair.

Looking down at him, Principal Gabriel leaned in his chair, supported his chin with one hand, and sighed slowly:
"The Nightmare School, I haven't seen it for many years. I thought this school was extinct."

Principal Gabriel lowered his eyes and looked at Anlos. There was no hostility in his curved silver eyes, only interest and lingering weariness.

The hidden secret was revealed, and Anlos didn't panic at all.

Rather.

If the guardian of Nymeria, and even the entire Red Rose Empire, could not see his true identity, then Anros would be surprised.

"You really caused a big trouble," Principal Gabriel sighed, "All the little wizards who use the [Blue Fairy's Breath] pattern to meditate will probably be affected."

Anlos blinked: "I'm sorry."

"Forget it," Principal Gabriel waved his hand, "You certainly don't feel guilty or repentant anyway."

Hearing this, Anlos smiled sweetly, very well-behaved.

"As the principal of Nymeria, I should have thrown you into the Order of the Eternal Burning Sun and burned you to ashes during the entrance exam."

"But as me, an old wizard who has lived for hundreds of years, I just want to have some fun for myself before retirement, which I don't know when."

I understand, you are a person who enjoys evil things.

"So, I quite like you, Anlos."

Anros raised his head, looked into Principal Gabriel's eyes, and saw his own figure reflected in them, like the protagonist of the play.

"Give me an accurate message, Anlos."

Principal Gabriel raised a teasing smile.

"Are you a good person?"

(End of this chapter)