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

"...He...want to wear black stockings? And devote himself to scientific research to this extent?"

Xiuna started writing and then stopped, feeling it was difficult to reply.

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This was the conclusion Will came to.

He looked confidently at Thereya...the black stockings she held in her hands.

These are not ordinary black stockings!

In order to retain as many variables as possible, Will himself sneaked out, wearing sunglasses and a hood, and deliberately bought a selection of black stockings at Eugenie's family-owned stockings store with his throat raised.

Thinking about it carefully, from the moment she met Eugenie, she insisted on dressing up in black stockings. Even the skirt she wore at the party was black.

It is very possible that they have already touched the devil's tendencies from a very early stage?

and……

Maybe even the heir of the Demon Sword Way himself doesn't necessarily know why the devil chose him. Maybe he just likes to wear black stockings.

certainly……

It’s not just a conclusion drawn from the data.

Treya in the original work...

The reason why she was appreciated by the devil later was because when she picked up the devil's spirit pot at some time in the future, she was wearing a black dress that represented mourning that she had never worn before.

When he read the original work, Will didn't pay attention, but now it seems that it was already destined.

but……

Well……

This act of taking out stockings from one's pocket and letting others put them on...

Will crossed his arms, seeming a little hesitant.

No matter how you think about it, it’s quite perverted! ?

No wonder Yiel and Treya looked at him like that just now.

Treya had temporarily left the training ground to change into the black stockings that Will solemnly handed to her.

And this side...

Will looked at Elle, her expression was complicated.

"Well..."

Then she lifted up her skirt and looked down at her socks.

white.

In order to highlight the sweet attributes of the maid, the socks in the System's maid uniform are all white.

She thought about the dress Will gave her and the socks for the dress...

They are all black too!

"Master, it turns out... you like... black?"

Yi'er raised her head aggrievedly, her animal ears drooping and asked.

"Ahem, please don't misunderstand me."

"Um?"

"This is really just for scientific research...and self-improvement."

"oh?"

"Of course for me..."

Will rarely blushed and coughed to cover up the fact that he was about to reveal his strange hobby.

"White...flesh...black...all are acceptable...the color of the socks is not important. What is important is whether the pair of jade feet you put on has a slender and beautiful appearance, and whether it is soft and soft." Little feet, do they have just the right amount of sensuality..."

"OK!"

For the first time, Yi Aier's notebook recorded content other than "black teaching".

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On the other side, in my room...

"What a weirdo..."

Treya looked at herself in the mirror, putting on black stockings.

really……

Very different from my previous self.

These socks made her legs extremely slender, and compared to her bare legs before, such thin socks seemed to vaguely reveal the color of her flesh underneath.

There's...some maturity?

This was an outfit that Treya had never imagined before.

Because black is a color that rarely appears in her eyes. This color always represents something negative, negative, and bad.

She moved her toes. In the mirror, the stockings could slightly reveal the color of her toes.

but……

As he said, must he say goodbye to the self who didn't understand anything before?

Because of this...

In this case...

Is it possible to get close to him who took control of all the situations that night, wearing a black suit and walking out of the darkness?

She stared at her toes, looking up little by little.

Something like this...

From toes to thighs, everything is wrapped in black...

Standing in a room with no lights on...

Looking forward to getting closer to him, closer, closer...

Own.

It's also very good.

Treya looked at her entire body from the tip of her toes in the mirror.

When she saw her smile in the mirror, she was startled and covered her mouth.

That was just now...

What is that?

Not like Treya at all.

Treya covered her mouth tremblingly, but she could only feel the corners of her mouth rising uncontrollably.

What happened to yourself?

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"You're a little slow, Treya, what's wrong?"

"Master, don't ask a girl if she wears black stockings slowly. What if she encounters some unspeakable trouble?"

"Ah? But I'm just wearing stockings, there won't be any trouble, right?"

"A bit... not used to it. I've worn boots before wearing stockings before."

The movement of Treya walking over was indeed a bit awkward.

Only she knows.

Because it was my first time to wear lightweight black silk boots with iron soles.

Very slippery!

Quite slippery!

It felt like my feet were stepping on ice in the shoes, and I was not as comfortable walking as before.

Will had no experience either, after all, he had never worn black stockings with such boots.

Of course, I didn't know that such boots were designed to increase friction due to sweating on the soles of bare feet.

Well, I didn't know that such boots would be very strong when worn with black stockings.

But!

Will was very satisfied with the shape.

The black part was just right, revealing the absolute domain of armor and stockings. The only drawback was that the silver armor still looked too righteous and not evil enough.

"Okay, Treya, try the basic swordsmanship you just learned."

"Hmm..."

Treya was a little nervous.

She picked up the sword.

Recalling the ordinary and basic swordsmanship she had just learned in her heart.

"Take a step forward, turn around, and then..."

Trea was about to swing her sword, but her feet slipped...

"Wait! Treia--"

"Master--"

She stumbled and stumbled forward, trying to balance, but her feet were indeed a little slippery, and she rushed straight towards Will.

She used her soft part to touch Will's face.

She smashed down.

"Teacher Will!!!"

Chapter 80 Nightmare 3

When I fell backwards, the mottled shadows of the trees in my vision seemed to have become some kind of inexplicable ghosts floating in the air, like a thin layer of black fog covering my head.

The light and shadows falling between the leaves were like the sword lights of unclear silver swords, all falling on my side.

The black ghost, the shadow behind her had thirty real and fake shadow-like hands that were difficult to distinguish, but her body was extremely slender, and the eyes hidden under the black hair were quite terrifying, as if she had climbed up from hell and was about to pull you back into hell.

This is...

The boss of the 40th floor of the dungeon "Galaxy Summit", the Undead Swordsman. Her body is half real and half virtual, and you can see 30 phantom-like arms behind her. Each arm holds a silver sword, but like her body, the swords in her hands are also real and virtual, and she has dazzling sword skills that make people unable to see the track. She was not a very difficult dungeon boss to deal with, because only ten of the 30 silver swords are real.

Treya also raised her own silver sword and stood up.

Her light armor was filled with scars, and she could not see the figure as clearly as before.

Her sword blade had been polished to a shine, and it could not cut everything as before.

Her hair had been chopped by the sword blade, and it was not as neat as before.

But she still tried to open her eyes wide, raised her silver sword, and whispered every move in a cold voice.

"Entak... Ninth Form..."

"Entak... Fifth Form..."

"Entak... Second Form..."

The body was just following a memory, and she walked forward step by step driven by the inertia of the memory.