I, the villain, trained the loser into a dark boss

"Hehe, I can imagine the little maid being at a loss for what to do with his self-abuse. Then, you can imagine her entanglement after I reveal 'that fact' on the scene-"

Liya seemed to have put away some of her melancholy. She lifted her ponytail and was quite confident.

"Hmm..." Al shook his long tail, looked at Leah across the table, tilted his head, and shook his head again. "I don't understand it at all. As expected, I can't understand human love."

"But, Yaer... No, Al, shouldn't there have been records of it..."

At this point, Leah realized something.

If...

If Yaer was "framed" by her lover at the time, so she was thrown into the dungeon and then died, it was Yaer who made up the story so that people would not suspect this martyrdom.

Then is there a possibility that this "lover" was also made up by Yaer? Is she really like Al in front of her, completely a little kid from body to mind and experience?

"Hush--something is wrong."

Suddenly, Al, who was holding a leg of lamb on the opposite side, put down the food in his hand and put on his hat.

He also kicked the leg of Leah's chair across the table.

Chapter 414 Al Runs

"What's wrong?"

Al curled his tail slightly, and moved closer to the inside of the table, hiding at the innermost part of the table, a place where he was not easy to see.

At this time, Leah heard the sound of the bell ringing at the door of the Adventurer's Association.

Then, in the quiet Adventurer's Association, the sound of high heels hitting the wooden floor rang out.

...Are there adventurers coming?

"...Boss, I'm a little late. I hope the food and accommodation that Mr. Carver asked you to leave are still there."

The voice was very cold, even a little cold, but in terms of the tone, it seemed a little "mature".

Liya took a look.

The visitor was wearing an exquisite leather coat and a pair of small leather boots with heels. Her silver hair was shoulder-length. Her long elf ears could be seen, as well as her slightly pale face, which was perhaps the most charming part of an elf.

With a charming enough figure, she was indeed an "elf" that could fascinate humans.

This reminded Leah of a half-elf who was now living a happy life as a queen in the royal family.

At this time, would anyone visit the Adventurer's Association? Obviously, because Al, the stupid dragon, put pressure on the adventurers without authorization, the final ash was almost blacklisted by the adventurers privately.

"The aura is very wrong. It should be a very powerful adventurer."

Al didn't dare to look sideways, for fear of attracting attention. She rolled her eyes and motioned Leah to help her observe.

"Okay, Miss Grace. Mr. Carver did give an order that you and everyone in the White Castle will stay here for a week to conquer the Ashes Dungeon, right? We have to start preparing for the relevant equipment and infrastructure. It's just that the White Castle hasn't..."

"Well, that's absolutely right. Don't worry about them. This time I am the inspector directly under Mr. Carver, and they and I can handle it separately."

Grace...

Could she be that...? !

Well, Leah couldn't remember.

She didn't know anything about the famous adventurers in the Adventurer's Association. After all, witches were originally a "race" far away from the Adventurer's Association. If Will was here, he would probably remember it soon.

No...

This person clearly mentioned the name "Carver". She was directly under Carver. Maybe it was best for Will not to be here.

She is a witch...

Thinking so, Leah took off her witch's hat and stuffed it inside.

Ahem, without her hat, no one would recognize her as a witch. She would be more suitable than Will to inquire about Carver's information.

"Grace. An independent adventurer ranked in the top ten adventurers. Elf, archer. Good at ice-attributed bows and arrows, and also likes to hunt dragons. She is probably forty years old, but the elves live a little longer... It should be the prime of human life."

When Al heard the name, he whispered a series of information to Leah like a recipe.

"...Why do you know so much!?"

"The door of the Adventurer's Association is not closed to me. Recently, they have been fond of some points system and rankings, which are often posted outside the door. I naturally like to come here to look more." Al touched his chin with great satisfaction and explained, "What's more, watching the rise and fall of various teams and adventurers' rankings, when there were more adventurers here before, you can also listen to their quarrels. It is really a pleasure that cannot be missed."

Liya never expected...

The descendants are more homely than each other, and Ya'er, who wants to hide away from humans, would actually be... someone who likes to go shopping in the human Adventurer's Association so much.

"She sat down and didn't seem to notice us."

"Then listen to what they say. Anyway, no one should think that the girl eating at the next table in the Adventurer's Association is the emperor of the dungeon."

Al said this sentence himself and crossed his arms confidently.

"You are very confident. What should I do if they find me and fight?"

"I will definitely die. Because my confident No. 1 Dragon is not at hand."

"Then don't be so confident. Wait, what is Dragon No. 1..."

Leia found that she had not understood Al's explanation of her "cockpit" and "Dragon No. 1" from the beginning.

"Aren't you curious? What is Grace's purpose here? Who is she?"

Of course Leah was curious.

Is she an elf? An elf of this age who listens to Carver could be one of Carver's lover elf whom he once listened to in rumors?

"Okay, I'll listen to you for a while longer."

"Ms. Grace, these are the equipment and repair shops here. If you like it and want to hire it, you can directly mark it out."

"Basically, the first few days are used for meetings, and the last day is just over. It's only about seven days. There is no need to repair the shop. Just throw it away after use. It's not like the System family can't afford this."

"What White Castle is best at is ice-attribute defensive magic. Anyway, leave the defense to them, and you can give me two to three hundred arrows for the rest."

"Anyway, that unruly dragon won't survive this week."

…

Leia actually heard that this group of people wanted to capture the ashes of the end - no, they are all here, it is difficult to have other purposes, right...?

"Leah, the detection magic ball following her is looking around the entire Adventurers Association. We escaped through the side door."

"Um?!"

When Leah stared at Grace, she didn't realize that she was also carrying a magic detection ball.

After Leah heard this, she looked up and saw that Al's shadow in front of her had disappeared.

“Hey, hey, hey—!”

Leah could only clean it up. She was still a little worried about the delicacies left on the table, so she took a small roast chicken leg and walked out of the side door. Fortunately, when Al chose his seat, he seemed to have chosen it specially. side position.

…

He ran outside with Al's short legs. Al took off his hat and put his hands on his hips, feeling extremely confident.

"Hmph, everything is fine. I still escaped!"

"You, don't be too quick to be happy. Others have made it clear that you won't survive this week."

"...You don't seem to be planning to let me survive this month, right? In fact, it's almost the same?"

"That's true."

However, in this case, although Will has not written to her yet, Leah must go back to advance the progress.

No matter what the situation is now, the strategy must continue.

because……

Because even if she died, the "Ya'er" in front of her would definitely prefer to die in the hands of the witch.

"But I will wait for you."

"Why……?"

"Compared to that group of people, I always feel that... I can see more weird magic when I compete with you."

"You. Then we may have to part ways here for the time being. I'll go find Will in person. I'll take the bus early tomorrow morning and I'll be there in the afternoon."

"That person - looks like Miss Witch?!"

As soon as Leah finished speaking, she was patted on the shoulder by the post office boy from the Adventurers Association next to her——

"Are you... Miss Witch? I have your letter."

"...Will's?" She smiled helplessly, "It came...in time."

Chapter 415 Who fell asleep this time...? (3k)

"Understood. What the young master wants to confirm is, how long can Yi Aier be active during the stopped time?"

Yiel put her fingers on her lips, stood in the bright courtyard, looked at Will in front of her, and asked after thinking briefly.

"You said that if you want to formulate some strategies, then this step is necessary. And you can use it a few times in total..."

"Understood! Because I want the young master to make the final blow and use the young master's strength to defeat the little fire dragon, it is necessary to strictly calculate the time!"

"Uh...that's not the reason?"

Will clearly felt that Elle was developing according to his vision, caring more about what she wanted, and no longer just obeying his "pet".

Just listening to her voice, I can feel that she is more confident in making decisions than before.

For Will, as long as she can master the freezing of suspended time in "Subing Array", it will be enough for him to "defeat" Al - or in other words, get what he promised Liz.

only……

Her current condition seems to be too good.

She seemed to really care about the idea she proposed - that she would become a super assistant and that Will would defeat the Flame Dragon himself.

"Because the young master cannot move when time is stopped, so...there is no need to accurately calculate the time?"

"With different lengths of time, different things can be done. This will affect the strategy used to defeat Yanlong."

"Okay. Then let's... start the test?"

"What's on..."

Stab——

A chill ran down his spine, causing him to pause before opening his mouth.

He is now somewhat familiar with Yiel's "temperature perception" when he deploys this skill.

However, even though he is familiar with it, his heart still feels a little pinched.

"Ahh...ahhhh, why doesn't the time on the watch go?"

Yiel shook an old clock in his hand.

Will couldn't see it, but he heard a distinct clicking sound.

"From the beginning, Yiel has obviously stopped for at least ten seconds - she is counting silently in her heart, but why doesn't the time on the pocket watch move?"

"Idiot, of course it won't move! You paused it!"

"But, Iel is clearly moving! And Iel's magic can also move! Why can't the watch!"

"...Yes, why not?"

Thinking from Will's point of view, in general, isn't the common time stop to make oneself faster and the surroundings almost stop?

Then in order to at least retain combat power, at least the person who is operating this thing should be able to keep the various things he gets to keep time running.

Otherwise, if the clothes he wears can't keep up with the speed of movement, wouldn't it be the same whether he stopped or not?

But...

If you think from the perspective of "this world itself is mixed with some gameplay"...

"Because...because this pause is probably...um...freezing the 'time' of the surrounding objects? After all, it is a method learned from "Ice Array"."

He temporarily gave a conclusion that sounded like it could fool Iel.