I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 61 Welcome to the Nightmare Mansion
Cursing in his heart, Anlos nodded and raised a cute smile:

"Since I'm here today, let me do some work. I also like these plants you cultivated."

Hearing this, Armstrong's eyes suddenly lit up, he grinned happily and honestly, his fat apple muscles squeezed out, and his face glowed red.

"Thank you, Anlos! Actually, even though others may not agree, I really like my research - sometimes, I feel that I just lack an opportunity to succeed, and I have been waiting for it."

Seeing the old professor's cheerful smile, Anlos' mood calmed down unconsciously.

This may be a feeling that can only be experienced after years of baptism.

Anlos' first day of assistant work began in this relaxed and comfortable atmosphere.

Under the leadership of Professor Armstrong, visit his "Botanical Garden" and listen to him explain his experimental process.

Although the old professor had an unreliable temperament, Anlos couldn't help but be slightly shocked when he saw the experimental notes he recorded.

A thick cabinet filled with Professor Armstrong's experimental data.

Lines of numbers and complex potion names are neatly recorded on paper using regular and smooth fonts, making it clear at a glance.

It’s hard to imagine that these are the notes of this herbalism professor whose office is messy and even gives students cultivated tea.

It is enough to see from this that Professor Armstrong is serious about research.

Anlos couldn't help but feel a little moved.

In the game, after the players expelled the lustful painter from reality so that the red rose of the empire would not wither, Principal Gabriel showed his gratitude and took them to visit the newly expanded cemetery at the back of the college.

Although he didn't know where this logic came from, Anlos remembered that one of the tombstones had the name "Armstrong Pafra" written on it.

At that time, the black and white photo only left the impression of a smiling face on Anlos.

But now, Anlos felt his heart tightening.

This diligent professor of herbal medicine failed to wait for that "opportunity" to succeed.

"Sooner or later, your research will shock the empire, Professor Armstrong." Anlos said seriously.

Armstrong was stunned for a moment, then winked at Anlos mischievously and said, "I think so too~"

"Ha ha!"

Anros couldn't help but laugh heartily, and his gloomy mood was swept away.

At about nine o'clock in the evening, Professor Armstrong, who was immersed in research, accidentally looked at his watch, then suddenly slapped his forehead and exclaimed:
"Oops! It's so late! Anros, please go back quickly! Have a good rest!"

"Tonight, you allowed me to see your profound knowledge. I even felt like I was talking freely with people from the institute."

"Haha, maybe I am." Anlos said playfully.

This sentence made Armstrong laugh.

But what he didn't know was that Anlos really didn't lie.

If these kids from rich families were to compete with people who had gone through nine years of compulsory education, they would probably be tortured to the point where nothing was left.

Professor Armstrong pushed Anlos and sent him all the way to the entrance of the Wizarding Academy before handing him over to his enthusiastic classmates.

Anlos turned his head, waved at Professor Armstrong, and said pointedly:
"I wish you a good dream tonight~"

"Ah, you too."

Armstrong smiled innocently, unaware of the meaning behind this sentence.

……

late at night.

A round moon with a human face hung high in the night, occupying half of the sky, as if it was pressing on the rows of houses.

Anlos leaned on the window sill, dragging his chin, looking down at the manor under the mansion and the swaying bright red roses.

Several extremely thin translucent silk threads extended from his white and slender fingers. "The show is about to begin, don't let me down..."

The gentle whisper swept over the lake like a breeze and disappeared in the silent bedroom.

Anros squinted his eyes, looked down at the blue elf standing respectfully in the corner, and opened his lips lightly:

"Are you clear about what was entrusted to you?"

[Everyone in the slave family knows it~] The blue fairy said in a charming voice as usual, [It’s easy to deal with these little chicks~]

"You are not going to 'deal' with them, but to guide them. Guide them and issue tasks, you understand?" Anlos said.

[Guide...Okay, the slave family understands. However, can I ask you, why do you do this? 】

Anlos chuckled and thought, "It's for future drills."

The blue elf nodded in understanding, bowed, and exited the room.

Well, it's time.

It's time to test whether he can harvest cute little leeks through his nightmare.

Anlos stood up from the bed, stepped on the window sill with his delicate white feet, and then stepped out.

The white nightgown was floating behind him. As if he were stepping onto an invisible staircase, or there were countless hands welcoming the arrival of his monarch, Anros stepped down from mid-air and stepped onto the cold stone road.

With a thought in his mind, he raised his fingertips.

Suddenly, like a fish being caught on a fishing line, a heavy pulling sensation was transmitted to the fingertips.

Not long after.

Waves of ripples appeared inside the carved iron door, and several figures gradually became clear from blur.

Finally, he jumped out of the "water".

From another dimension, he came to Anlos' manor.

"Huh? Where is this?"

"This dream is so real... Damn it! Why did you appear in my dream?!"

"Hey, that ugly moon with a human face, why does it look familiar?"

After about half a minute, the group of Nymeria students, who were wearing pajamas, pajamas, and even nightcaps, slowly became quiet.

They looked up sluggishly, with their mouths wide open, looking at the human-faced moon in the night that smiled mockingly at them, and a thought came to their mind:
His grandma's, isn't this the iconic "attraction" of the nightmare world? !
In an instant, they exploded.

"This is a nightmare world???"

"Why am I here?! Am I dreaming?!"

"Brother, in a sense, you are really dreaming."

"It's over...I'm dead..."

Amid the chaos, Markul stood there blankly, feeling the cold air spreading up his fingertips.

Why is he?
He has just been admitted to Nymeria, learned meditation using an awesome pattern, and his pregnant mother is about to give birth to the cute little brother or sister he has been waiting for...

Everything is going in the right direction.

But why was he suddenly dragged into a nightmare world?
Even though there are still a few senior seniors here, nightmares are not something that teenage wizard apprentices like them can handle.

Just when panic gripped Markul's body, a shout of surprise sounded:

"You are here too, Anlos Tian!!!"

(End of this chapter)