No More Pain For This Villain. - #226 - 226 The left out history?

“Are you actually doing this?” Blaze stared at me as his paw patted my wrist.

“Why did you not tell me this before?” I questioned.

“Not my fault; it was fun seeing you work hard,” he said in a nonchalant tone.

“I’ll drop you,” I looked down the window, and the brown-haired girl from our dorm looked at me.

Her eyes widened when she saw me grabbing Smokeball by his neck and hanging him over the window.

She paused for a second, and then her face turned red as she ran away from there.

“I am a cat, dude,” he… has a point.

I sighed and let go of him, and –

Thad*

“Nyaaw!!!!!” He winced in pain as I smashed him on the wall with a bit of strength.

Phew, now I feel better.

This dude could’ve just sneaked into Raven’s room and got us the letter but didn’t do it only to see me struggle my way to get in there.

‘Motherfucker! That does not give you the right to break my bones!!!!!’ He cursed.

“Serves you right,” I am more disappointed in myself for not thinking that this dude can do it.

Anyways, I looked at the desk where the letter that Blaze brought last night.

He remained in Raven’s room and waited till she talked to her warden, and when Raven left the room, he got the letter and came back.

I picked up the letter, and the seal on it was the thing that I needed. I know the contents inside, so I won’t worry about it, but this seal.

Symbol represents the sacred world tree, featuring a prominent leaf design that signifies their connection to nature and the forest.

The official stamp of the Royal Family Starleaf – This is something that can be used to prove that a specific document is approved by the Royal Family itself.

And somehow Raven ended up with it because of the turmoil in the Royal Family right now.

They didn’t even notice that what they sent could be used in a lot of ways… well good for me.

“And what do you plan on doing with this?” Blaze – looks like I should throw him in the sky next time.

“…dude, chill; it was a joke,” or so he said.

“Well – forgery…. counterfeiting, I can list a lot of them – since Viceburg is at the border, we can mislead the whole battalion of fighters by forging the fake orders and maybe even manipulate major aristocrats and turn them towards each other in the midst of the second war that’ll be happening.” I removed the seal from the letter and put it in the storage Void.

A small portal opened in front of me, revealing a dark void.

This was something that I absolutely loved, like I can put anything in there.

“…. It’s still hard to understand you; what do you actually want?” Blaze asked.

“Hmm, nothing, I just wanna live.” I am sure that it’s normal to have a will to live, “-It’s just that the value of my life is a bit higher than if others.”

I put on some clothes over my bare body and left the dorm. I didn’t feel like eating, so I walked towards the main building and then towards my classroom.

Passing by everyone in the hallway, I stopped when I saw something unusual. Raven stood at the entrance of the classroom, holding something in her hand. Other first-years glanced at the second-year with interest; some boys even asked her, but she shook her head.

I stepped forward, “Morning,” I waved at her.

She flinched, but soon a frown appeared on her face, “You are late! Your test started! Go inside!” She grabbed me by the wrist immediately.

Oh, I remembered that today was really the Arcane History test, but I thought since it’ll be easy, but…

“What are you doing here?” I questioned as I felt a lot of gazes on me.

“I came here to wish you luck before the exam, but look at you! You are late!” She was grumbling.

“Okay, I am sorry.” I apologized and immediately acted as if I was in a hurry and took a step toward the door.

Grap*

“Huh?” I was stopped as she grabbed the hood of my robe, making me bend backward a bit.

“Take this, this is my lucky quill.” She pushed a bottle of ink and a quill towards me.

“Oh… thanks.” I took them. The set looked quite expensive.

“Now go!” She pushed me inside, and the atmosphere turned from chaotic to silent as everyone who was scribbling on the paper stopped and looked at me.

“Hilton, I request you to take your seat,” Professor Devereaux said as she glanced back to see Raven, who flinched at her gaze and scrambled out of there.

I chuckled at her such behavior; it was quite cute to see her doing these things.

“I will,” I said as I walked towards my seat, a lot back in the classroom.

As I walked back, the eyes of my classmates followed me, a mixture of only two emotions, hate and disgust.

I could feel the weight of Professor Devereaux’s gaze as I made my way to my seat.

“Mr. Hilton, it’s not customary to arrive late for a test,” Professor Devereaux remarked with a stern tone.

“I apologize, Professor. It won’t happen again,” I replied with a nod of acknowledgment, trying to maintain a composed demeanor despite the attention.

I settled into my seat, glancing at the ink and quill Raven had given me. The set looked exquisite, and I couldn’t help but appreciate the thoughtful gesture.

A small wind carried the question and answer sheet towards me; the professor was a wind element mage with no advancements – Six stars at that.

‘Best of luck,’ Blaze said.

She immediately picked him because familiars weren’t allowed. Maybe for her, he was cute too.

‘Booba!’ And he’s fine too.

The questions on the Arcane History test were as intricate as I expected, delving into the historical nuances and intricacies of magical civilizations.

Minutes ticked away, and I found myself immersed in the questions.

The ink flowed smoothly from Raven’s gifted quill, and my answers took shape on the parchment.

Throughout the test, Professor Devereaux kept a watchful eye on the students, ensuring a fair and disciplined environment. Despite the initial disruption, the atmosphere in the classroom gradually returned to the concentration typical of an examination.

When I finally completed the last question, a sense of relief washed over me. I carefully placed the quill and the remaining ink back into the small box Raven had provided. As I handed in my test paper, Professor Devereaux gave me a scrutinizing look, a silent reminder of the importance of punctuality.

Still, I was the first one to submit, so who cares.

I picked up Blaze and left the room.

And asked a question that bugged me when I was writing the answer to a question related to war timelines.

‘Hey, you said that there had been a war to claim you, right?’ I am sure that this quite old thing Blaze said to me.

But according to him, there was a time when even gods fought to get hold of him when he was in the dagger.

Because the dagger was just as strong as the wielder; it had limitless potential and great compatibility.

‘Yeah,’ he agreed, ‘I was a hot topic those centuries.’

‘Then where did most of these wars occur?’ I asked.

‘…. for acquiring me….No Man’s Land….wait, wait- Heh? How’d you catch up on that?’ He was baffled too.

‘Nah, it just hit me that when you were sealed in the dagger, you were thrown into these lower realms, then there has to be a mention of it in the Arcane History, right? But there’s not.’ I am not sure, but it hit me when I read that there was a gap of information, like as if nothing happened in that specific time.

Hmm, so No Man’s Land was infamous because of the secret thousand dungeon overload, but before that, there was a war that happened there too, huh?

‘Stop! Don’t say these things like it’s this casual, and why didn’t I think of it!’ Why can’t he stop reacting?

‘Because- SOMEONE DELIBERATELY LEFT THIS PART OF THE HISTORY!’ and yeah, it’s true.

For some reason, there’s no record of what happened between that specific hundred years.

This is the 17th century, and this war we are talking about happened in the 8th century if Blaze is correct.

Meaning everything from the 8th-9th- oh, by the way, in this world.

Time before years were recorded is named as B.M (Before Mages).

So did humans, Elves, Dwarfs, or even Beastkins, anyone forget to write about such an important war? Or is Blaze on drugs and messing up the timelines?

‘Fuck you!’ He jumped off my shoulders, ‘This is serious because Arcane History of any- Even there are Arcane History records for dragons because they are important, and if there’s a missing part in it, then that’s not good.’

‘… whatever,’ I just addressed it because I found it interesting; we can even just sort it out by saying that century people weren’t interested in recording and writing down everything.

There is a lot that is not important for me,just addressing it makes me remember it later nothing much- Once said and remembered always.

….for now I am more interested in what Raven is doing right now- do I have to return the quill?