Barrage said, I am the final villain in the game

The Kingdom of Lain, the capital of Catalina.

Brilliant Avenue, Residence No. 75.

Early in the morning, four fifty-seven.

"Woo..."

A good biological clock made Linn slowly stand up in a hazy state, rub his eyes, and then started his day with a big yawn and lazy stretching.

Without trying to pick up the broken pieces of the dream, Linn got out of bed under the trend of long-established habits, went to the bathroom, and turned on the faucet.

"call--"

As the cool water washed away her sleepiness, Lin En breathed a long sigh of relief, slowly raised her head, and stared at herself in the mirror.

It was a boy about thirteen or fourteen years old, with black hair and brown hair. His facial features looked particularly delicate under the illumination of the magic candle lamp, but besides being delicate, he was also slightly green. His eyebrows matched the lines of his face.

The childish look he should have at his age, in the eyes of women who are full of maternal glory, should be evaluated as "I love him so much", not "I can do it".

After grinning at herself in the mirror and showing a bright smile, Linn began to wash up.

Showing a smile to himself when he wakes up every day is something his mother taught him. It is said that it can make his day happy.

Of course, whether it will be useful depends on whether during the rest of the day, you will encounter stupid people who smell like the mud in the ditch outside 17th Street.

After finishing washing, Lin En picked up the small cloth bag placed next to the cabinet, changed into simple and light clothes, and then went directly downstairs.

It was still early and no one was in the living room, but there was a clanging sound coming from the kitchen. It should be that the servants were preparing breakfast for the gentlemen later.

Lin En did not walk towards the kitchen, but directly pushed open the quaint and heavy door with many patterns, came to the large courtyard, then put down the cloth bag, and put the clothes inside that were only a little shorter than others.

Take out the refined long sword.

"Qiang——"

The long sword was unsheathed, and the sunlight pouring down from the sky fell on it just right. Before it had time to stop, it was immediately refracted and bounced away. Coupled with the young man's powerful slash, the silver sword blade seemed to be able to cut off the sunlight.

Different from the swordsmanship passed down from other noble families, the Blaze family's swordsmanship does not pursue magnificence and posture at the same time, trying to defeat the opponent with a perfect set of BO. In the concept of Blaze's swordsmanship, defense does not exist, and all moves

The so-called defensive posture is just to enable the sword wielder to still be able to strike out with the next sword after being injured.

Judging from the moves, this is an extremely dangerous swordsmanship, but it can be considered the best match for someone from the Blaze family.

As the sun gradually emerged from the horizon, the light reflected from the sword in Lin En's hand became increasingly sharp.

Morning exercises were arranged by his father. Since he was four years old, he has been required to practice the family swordsmanship every morning. It has been almost ten years now.

Lin En also had a lot of complaints about this.

Although his aristocratic classmates would also practice, they had never gotten up so early like him, and there were no servants to serve them. Moreover, if there was bad weather, the others could more or less take a short break and sleep in.

Under his father's request, his practice was conducted rain or shine. Even if there was heavy rain or snow, he had to cut off the rain and snow first before talking about anything else.

Of course, complaints are complaints and resistance does not exist.

The Blazer family is truly a one-man country. As long as Earl Blazer makes a decision on any matter, other people can only hold back their opinions. Even Mrs. Blazer cannot raise them in person and can only give them to her after the fact.

Mr. Count blew the wind on his pillow.

"Qiang——"

The long sword is sheathed to cut off the random thoughts.

Lin En stood firmly on the spot and adjusted his breathing. After his breathing stabilized, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and turned back to the house.

Compared to when he went out, the hall was obviously much busier now.

The magic candles on the wall have been lit, dispersing the remaining darkness with the morning light; servants come and go between the kitchen and dining room, presenting delicious dishes with full color, fragrance and flavor.

On the main seat, Earl Blazer was already sitting on the main seat, holding the morning newspaper that arrived earlier than everyone else and looking at it carefully.

Of course, Lin En knew that his father never paid attention to the information in the morning newspaper. He only paid attention to the person who wrote the text and whether he wanted to report to the goddess of stars. Ah, in his father's eyes, those blood vessels were flowing.

Scumbags who are covered in filthy black mud, whose vision is blocked by their narrow IQ, and who are covered in fat and look like a captive breeding pig should not be qualified to meet the goddess.

Lin En walked to the dining table, but did not sit down directly on the right side of his father. Instead, he bowed slightly and saluted.

"Good day, father."

"Good day." Cole Blazer revealed his serious face from behind the newspaper and smiled like a smile, "Did you finish the practice?"

"Yes." Lin En said softly, "But I still haven't stepped into the situation you mentioned, where I can wield a sword as well as my fingers."

"It doesn't matter." Cole waved his hand, "Swordsmanship training does not happen in a day. Besides, there is no opponent during your practice, so it is normal for you to make little progress - the purpose of practicing all year round is never to improve, but not to improve.

Let your brain become unfamiliar with the craft."

"yes!"

"Go and sort it out." Cole focused his attention on the newspaper again and said casually, "Besides, remember to wake Rosa up."

"I see."

Linn nodded and turned to go upstairs.

He first returned to his room, washed his body with hot bath water made by a servant, then put on a black uniform with a round star logo, then walked out of the room, passed through the corridor, and finally stopped at the innermost room door.

forward.

Raising her hand and knocking on the door three times, Linn called softly: "Rosa."

No response.

Lin En, who seemed to be used to it, did not try to call anymore, but directly reached out to twist the handle, pushed the door open and entered.

The room is large and the interior decoration is very gorgeous, but compared to the bookshelf full of almost untouched books, the big bed and the person on the big bed attract more attention.

It was early in the morning, but the lights in the room were all on, but the girl's soft cheeks were hidden in the darkness made of pillows and quilts, as if she didn't want to face the dazzling sunshine outside.

In order to prevent her sister from making trouble, Lin En did not go to the other party's bed, but stood by the door, adjusted her breathing, and then.

"Rosalind!!"

The brother's majestic shout frightened the girl on the bed to jump up. Her messy blond hair covered her clear blue eyes like the ocean in summer, and her snow-white skin shone under the sunlight.

It is so transparent that you can almost see the cyan blood vessels under the skin.

When the girl recovered from the shock and saw the person clearly, her little face immediately fell.

As the most favored of the three children in the family, Rosalind did not use this favor to run wild unscrupulously.

There was no other reason, it was just that there were two people pressing on her head.

Coincidentally, Lynn is one of them.

"Brother Linn!"

Rosalind grabbed the quilt and shouted weakly.

Lin En nodded and said, "My father is here today, so come down early."

"Father is here?"

Rosalind's face turned pale and she didn't say a word. She immediately jumped out of bed, got into the bathroom and wiped it with two hastily, then ran out with a wipe on the floor.

When Lin slowly walked downstairs again, the girl was already pouring black tea to her father in a flattering manner.

In addition to his sister, Lynn's mother and another brother, Reg Blazer, have also taken their place.

Compared with his sister's jumping-off and Lin's calmness, Reg's character is more dull. Even in front of his father, he buried his head and said nothing, only when his sister poured him a cup of steaming black tea.

Only then would he raise his head and show a not-so-pretty smile.

When everyone sat down in their seats, today's breakfast at the Blazer family officially began.

However, compared to the noisy commotion during meals in ordinary people's homes, the Blazer family's dining table was obviously a little too quiet. Except for the sound of knives and forks hitting dishes, there was no other sound.

This was not because the Blaze family rules stipulated that "no words should be spoken during eating or sleeping", but because the father who was sitting at the head of the throne was too imposing. Under his unsmiling face, almost no one would speak first.

The only one who can break this atmosphere is Mr. Count.

"Lynn."

Lin En raised his head and looked blankly at his father who was calling him: "What's wrong, father?"

Mr. Earl looked at his son's face and said concisely: "Just do your best today. Very few people can establish a connection with the [Sea of ​​Imaginary Numbers] in the first communication."

"I see!"

Faced with his father's early relief, Lin's response seemed normal, but he vaguely noticed that Reg, who was sitting with his head buried in eating, suddenly stopped.

Although Mr. Count is stern, he is not an upright person. He can also say words of praise or comfort, but not much.

Most of these words were given to Lin En, but for Reg, his second son, he didn't even use a smile to face him.

After Mr. Earl said those words, he ate a few more mouthfuls, leaned on his cane, and left the house amidst the blessings of his wife and children. As soon as he left, the atmosphere in the restaurant became visibly more relaxed.

Already.

"Reg, I want to eat this!"

Rosalind held the table and held her fork, trying to get her hands on the grilled sausages on Reg's plate. The corner of her eye kept falling on Lynn, as if she was a little afraid that her elder brother would be dissatisfied with her behavior, but Reg obviously didn't.

Not wanting to refuse, he just silently pushed his dinner plate towards his sister.

Mrs. Blazer had no reaction to the little fight in front of her. She just shook her head helplessly: "Rosalind, how many times have I told you that you have to call Reg brother. You can't be so rude."

Rosalind glanced at Lynn who had no reaction, then with her little face propped up by the food, she retracted her seat and said nothing, while Reg lowered his head again and said nothing.

On the other side, Lin En wiped her mouth and prepared to say goodbye to everyone.

Today is the day when Laiyin College organizes qualified students to collectively communicate in [Sea of ​​Imaginary Numbers]. After completion, the students who have successfully linked will have to choose what kind of path they will embark on in the days to come, and those who have not completed the link will have to choose

Students will summarize their experience and continue trying the next day.

All in all, regardless of whether the communication can be successful or not, Lin En will be very busy today.

However, just as Lin En was about to say goodbye, a few lines of strange words suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

【Finally waiting for you! Fire tongs Liu Ming!】

【My wife Erin finally moves!!】

[Irene Iron Green Tea! Rosalind is the best in the world! I said it! Even Jesus can’t stop me!!]

【Yinweite! (love.emoji), Yinweite! (love.emoji)】

[If the galgame is animated, will there be many exciting parts? Well, this galgame is pretty good. It doesn’t even have a plot, and there’s nothing interesting about it.]

[The place where the dream begins...Wait a minute, I'm super! Where is this? Who are you, handsome guy?!]

Lin En tilted his head and slowly typed out a few question marks.