I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 167 Award Ceremony
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Anlos looked out the snowy window. Even though he was always calm, he couldn't help but be shocked.

The realm of lustful painters?

【congratulations! You have received a gift from the Lustful Painter - a snowfield of paint! 】

[Before the Lust Painter completely breaks through containment, you temporarily have the right to use his territory]

[You have the right to control and command all creatures in its territory]

[Because the horse in the stream has died, the lordship contract signed with the lustful painter has become invalid]

[The horse in the stream requests to re-sign a contract with you]

A piece of parchment flew from the headless undead horse outside the window to Anros' eyes.

The signature is a horseshoe-shaped imprint.

Anlos glanced through the window and looked at the tall and strong body of the horse in the stream.

It is still so majestic and heroic, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

It must be very honorable to ride out.

Anlos signed his name on the parchment without hesitation.

The contract takes effect.

Suddenly, the headless undead horse raised its front hooves in joy, came close to him, and rubbed its empty neck against his palm.

A pair, please give me a look.

"Sure enough, if your brain doesn't work well, it's better not to have one at all." Anlos sighed, with a smile on his lips, "You are much more lovable now than before."

As if he noticed something, the Lustful Painter stretched out his hands with square human skin and paused.

"And you."

Anros's ice-blue eyes rolled and he looked down at the white hands that ignored the restraints of paint.

Smiling slightly, he said softly:
"Thank you for the gift, I love it."

"So now, isn't it time to be more honest?"

The words fell.

The power of nightmare pours out!

[For those who have admiration, the critical strike will be doubled! 】

Just hearing a bang, an unshakable force pressed on his hands!

The paint wrapped around his hands became thicker and thicker, surging like a quagmire, forcefully pulling them back!

[The lustful painter has been imprisoned again! 】

The dirty paint flows, and the pair of white arms on the square human skin are held together quietly again, just like in the painting.

"call"

Anros breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

This time he exerted himself so hard that his originally calm heart started pounding again, throbbing with pain.

“The review is right, it’s really an untimed nuclear bomb.”

Anros smiled helplessly, looking at the suddenly expanded field, with a touch of greed in his eyes.

It's his. It's all his.
In the end, he will completely turn this area into his own territory.

Anlos' thoughts moved slightly, and the wind and snow stopped pouring into the bedroom, and only lingered outside the manor.

Ok.

Although he is only an "acting lord".

But controlling it is no different from your own territory.

"Well, it's a bit of a waste to leave such a large piece of land here for nothing. I'm not like a nightmare creature, staying in a nightmare all the time."

Anros thought.

suddenly.

A flash of light flashed through his mind, causing him to stand up, his eyes shining brightly.

"Can I use this territory as a dungeon and open it to players?!"

This unparalleled thought made Anlos grip the human skin tightly in excitement, so tightly that the lustful painter almost broke through the containment again.

"The portrait is the little monsters, and there is also the big BOSS, the Horse in the River. Alas, the only one who killed the BOSS was the Horse in the River. It's a pity."

In fact, even the horses in the stream were "resurrected from the dead" because of their characteristics.

"Well, the space is now bigger, so Professor Armstrong can give full play to his planting talent."

"Planting roses and strange trees all over the snowfield. And apple trees that can 'sing' are finally on the agenda."

"Thinking about it this way, the original single monster becomes rich."

"Players, you will definitely be very happy, hehehe~"

Anros raised a pleasant smile.

This smile was so beautiful that the portrait and the Blue Goblin saw it, and they had to carry the train and escape overnight.

Although, one was connected to the soul-bearing thread, and the other signed the lord contract.

No one can escape.

Outside the mansion.

The rose shook its head, shook the snow off its huge buds, whispered curiously and excitedly, and showed off its shiny new clothes to its companions.

The headless undead horse lay down in the manor, resting quietly.

The manor is very peaceful.

It was in sharp contrast to the extremely frightened market outside. The manager of the market, Mrs. Termani, the three-headed wolf who belongs to Lord Gluttony, hurry up and save us! ! !
The merchant wanted to cry but had no tears.

Everyone huddled in the wind and snow, shivering.

The appearance is quite pitiful.

A month later.

Red Rose Empire, Monument Square.

Hamlet Awards Ceremony.

Since two hundred years ago, this award, which represents the empire's highest honor and contribution, was awarded to wizards who have not returned.

Finally, there is a winner again.

Also, the youngest winner in history——

An official wizard who is only fifteen years old, Mr. Anlos Tian.

From that huge amber eye that shrouded the empire on the darkest night, almost everyone saw Anlos' heroic performance.

Although he didn't know why he was involved in this nightmare.

But Anlos undoubtedly made a crucial blow to kill Samuel Louis, the traitor to the empire and the culprit of this nightmare invasion.

The scene of breaking the brush caught the eyes of countless people.

It left an indelible impression in their hearts.

In the noisy crowd, the servants of the Tian family excitedly said to everyone: "Did you see it! Sitting on the receiving seat is our young master!"

"Anlos Tian!!!"

At the awards table, as Anlos' father, Noye was equally excited.

With tears in his eyes, he kept stroking his son's dog head with rather complicated eyes.

Jean Anlos smiled, silently getting goosebumps all over his body.

Father, why don't you go buy me an orange?
And this feeling of embarrassment, like ants crawling all over the body, reached its peak when he saw a marble statue that was very similar to him being slowly transported.

Anlos: "."

This award is not mandatory.

Just give me the goblin brain.

However, when Anlos turned his head, he saw the king's family of the Red Rose Empire, looking kindly towards this side.

Therefore, Anlos had to endure the scorching gazes, dug out three rooms and one living room at his feet, and nodded elegantly to the king on his face.

The king and queen are dignified, approachable yet full of majesty.

However, there was a look of exhaustion that could not be hidden on his face.

The twin princes and the princess stood together. The princess's face was covered with a layer of white gauze dotted with rubies, and her maroon curly hair fell down her shoulders.

Her brother's hand remained on her shoulder in a comforting and protective gesture.

The brother and sister talked in low voices from time to time, looked at each other and smiled, looking affectionate.

Anlos looked at the talented couple with his peripheral vision, remembered something, and couldn't help but secretly thought in his heart:
Alas. What a defeated dog. Tsk tsk.

If you lick a dog, you should receive a critical hit.

Principal Gabriel took the stage and kicked off the award ceremony.

This man, who always wore an unchanging robe, actually dressed up a little and tied up his loose silver hair.

While appearing formal and neat, it does not overwhelm the royal elegance.

Principal Gabriel was still sitting on the tall mutton-leg chair and staggered onto the stage.

The people also loved seeing this and were amazed.

"Wow!" Li Sanguang excitedly poked the second scar and shouted, "That chair is so cool! It's so handsome!"

".I already regret coming."

Erdaoscar said hoarsely, his face expressionless, and the veins popping up on his forehead were twitching as he was squeezed back and forth by the crowd.

The Prophet camp, Odin's Gun Guild, and all players in the Red Rose Empire came to participate in this very memorable awards ceremony.

At the same time, photos and videos were continuously uploaded to the player forum and broadcast live.

Principal Gabriel cleared his throat, and his soothing voice reached everyone's ears:

"Good afternoon, everyone."

Without a brass microphone, his voice was crystal clear, quickly silencing the roar of the crowd.

"We have overcome the hardships of the past and are able to stand in the light of today."

"The invasion of nightmares is terrifying, and we have used our strength to once again prove that it is not irresistible."

"Among the warriors who fought to the death, there was a student of Nymeria who faced the source of the nightmare."

Gabriel did not mention the name of the Louis family, as this family now no longer exists.

He turned his head and looked at the white-haired boy sitting in the wheelchair with his gray eyes that seemed to be filled with stars, gently and teasingly.

He stretched out his hand and showed it to everyone:
"That is the new star of our Red Rose Empire, the wizard who creates miracles and history - Mr. Anlos Tian!"

"Oooo--"

As soon as the words fell, the crowd suddenly burst into roaring cheers.

One red rose after another flew to the awards podium like falling rain, covering the bright red carpet.

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In the old father's uncontrollable crying and in the earnest eyes.

Anlos smiled, his cheeks turning into tomatoes.

(End of this chapter)