The Villainess Whom I Had Served for 13 Years Has Fallen - Chapter 357



357 – Bet -7-

The day after Mikhail enjoyed the joy of victory, the semi-final match in Group B ended in vain.

-Oh… Player Shaltia has forfeited.

The match between Bonran Shuen and Shaltia was scheduled for the semi-finals, but after using Caliburn’s ability, Shaltia’s body couldn’t use magic for a certain period of time.

Unable to use magic, Shaltia naturally gave up the match, and as a result, Shuen advanced to the finals.

-I forfeit.

-…What?

-I’m not feeling well, so I have to forfeit.

-I, Shuen… had prepared a lot to insult the royal family this time…!

-…What?

Unintentionally advancing to the finals, Shuen was wandering the academy corridors with light steps.

“I luckily made it to the finals.”

“Hmmm… What should I do with the money I earned?”

“Of course, it would be a house. The biggest task in life is to secure my own home. If I finish the biggest task first, a bright future will await me.”

Shuen was thinking about what to do with the money he earned and how to speak to the commoners.

“Hmmm….”

After wandering the corridors aimlessly for a long time, Shuen stopped walking in front of the senior director’s office.

-I’ll be leaving work now.

– Since tomorrow is the last match, don’t be late.

– Yes, I understand. Have a good day, sir.

Because I saw the familiar figure of a man.

A man with red hair and an appearance not befitting a commoner. The suspiciously handsome man was bowing his head as he came out of the senior director’s office.

– Then, I’ll be going.

As Ricardo, who came out of the senior director’s office, closed the door and turned his head towards the hallway, he saw Shuen and waved his hand in greeting.

“Oh… Mr. Shuen!”

“…Hic!?”

‘A… a commoner?!’

“I enjoyed watching the match. You fought splendidly up to the finals.”

“…Ugh!”

“As expected of a true noble. If there were ten more nobles like you at the academy, it would run smoothly.”

Looking at Ricardo, who was smiling brightly, Shuen thought, ‘Why is a commoner so handsome?’.

When he first saw the commoner, he thought he had a face worth looking at, but as time went by, Shuen couldn’t lift his head at the sight of the commoner’s face, which showed noble elegance.

‘How insolent…!’

A commoner being handsome.

In Shuen’s view, petals were scattering around Ricardo. A pink petal, a red petal. Shuen stood blankly, watching Ricardo’s face as he skillfully avoided the falling petals.

‘This must be an illness too.’

It seemed like he had caught a terrible illness.

An illness of liking a commoner.

As Ricardo, who was walking slowly, brought his face closer to Shuen’s eyes, who was standing blankly, he showed a worried expression.

‘Wha… what is he doing…! Could it be a ki… kiss?!’

And then.

“Excuse me.”

– Gently.

As Ricardo’s palm suddenly approached and touched Shuen’s forehead, Shuen widened his eyes and looked at Ricardo.

“Wha… what are you doing?!”

He wondered what on earth was happening.

“You don’t have a fever…”

Hearing Ricardo’s muttering to himself, Shuen, with a surprised expression, hurriedly stepped back.

“How dare you, commoner!”

“Ahaha…”

“Stop hating on nobles! Th…that’s… Eek!”

Shuen, who was stepping back, let out a short scream and lost her balance. Her legs got tangled.

In the sudden situation, Shuen tightly closed her eyes.

She wanted to show the dignified appearance of a noble in front of the commoner, but she ended up falling as soon as she saw him.

‘Disqualified as a noble…’

Embarrassed, Shuen accepted the gravity, thinking about the impending pain.

“Oh dear.”

Soon, a warm hand wrapped around Shuen’s waist, stopping her from falling.

“Huh…?”

Shuen, who had tightly closed her eyes, opened them slightly and looked ahead. She thought she would show an embarrassing appearance in front of the commoner, but she didn’t.

As she wondered how she was standing, a familiar scent spread fragrantly along her nose, and Shuen’s pupils trembled as she looked ahead.

“What is this…”

“You almost fell. That was dangerous.”

“Let go!”

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“If I let go now, you’ll get hurt.”

“…”

“You shouldn’t get hurt. There’s an important match coming up…”

Ricardo smiled slightly and gave a gentle squeeze to the hand holding her waist.

“I believe you’ll come in first place, Shuen.”

Oh…

“Right?”

Shuen, whose face had softened, smiled slightly and nodded.

“Yes…”

Originally, she was planning to collect her dividends today and look for a decent house in the capital.

“I’ll come in first place…”

She felt a desire to live in the castle.

*

The day the final match begins.

Malik, leaning against the railing, looked at me as he exhaled deeply.

“It’s a relief that we could finish the ranking match without any incidents.”

“Indeed. No attacks from the heretics, no cheating.”

“…?”

“I’m a natural disaster.”

“Pfft… Yes, indeed.”

Malik smiled faintly and watched my reaction.

“So… you’re ready to lose the bet, right?”

Seeing Malik’s confident expression, I shrugged with a meaningful smile.

“The bet isn’t over yet.”

“Hmm…”

With a vague expression, Malik looked at Shuen, who was warming up below the arena.

“Honestly, I don’t think Tetra Shuen can beat Mikhail.”

“Really?”

“No matter how talented Tetra Shuen is in magic, he’s not on Mikhail’s level.”

“Hmm…”

“Moreover, in a one-on-one battle, magicians are overwhelmingly disadvantaged. The match Tetra Shuen showed was just exploiting gaps.”

I looked at Shuen with a meaningful smile.

“You’re right about everything, but I don’t think he’ll lose.”

“You seem to lack talent in gambling.”

I watched the arena while sipping my drink and said leisurely, “Let’s just wait and see. No one knows who will win.”

“Don’t tell me… you gave him the item you gave to the princess.”

I shook my head at Malik’s question and answered, “No. Do I look like such a sneaky person? I also know the word ‘fair and square.’”

“That’s true.”

Malik smiled faintly and waited for the announcer to declare the start of the match.

– From now on, the finals…!

The moment the announcer declared the start of the match.

– Let’s begin!!

Malik let out a hollow laugh.

“Was it this?”

“…”

“Is this why you…”

An unexpected obstacle was in Shuen’s hand.

“Was it said that Tetra Shuen would win the bet?”

In Shuen’s hand was.

“Here comes Shuenjel!”

The holy sword was in her hand.

*

30 minutes before the match started.

A guest had come to see Mikhail, who was sitting in the players’ waiting room. A guest with impressive purple bun hair.

“Hello!”

“Uh… Shuen? The match is about to start, why are you in the waiting room?”

Mikhail thought Shuen had come to make a suspicious proposal.

Like offering money to lose the match on purpose or to pretend to fight hard. Many students had made such requests to Mikhail. It was a position where Mikhail could be sufficiently suspicious.

“…That’s because!”

Mikhail thought.

If Shuen made such a request, he would politely refuse.

He knew how desperate she was for this match, but he was just as desperate, so he thought he would politely refuse.

But.

“I came to retrieve the item I lent you!”

Shuen said something completely unexpected. Since the holy sword was jointly owned, she asked to use it if he had used it well until now.

“Uh…?”

Hearing something unexpected, Mikhail stood there blankly, and by the time he came to his senses, Shuen had already reached out for the holy sword.

Mikhail, with a bewildered expression, grabbed Shuen’s hand reaching for the holy sword.

“No. No, Shuen. You’re a magician.”

“So what?”

“A magician, but you use a sword?”

“I’m Shuenjel, so it’s okay.”

“You’re better at magic than swords.”

“I swung a wooden stick when I was young, so I’ll be good with the holy sword too.”

“Huh?”

“Watch this.”

Shuen brushed off Michael’s hand and drew the holy sword.

“I feel overflowing power!”

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice whispered in Shuen’s ear.

-How can you wield me…!

“Shut up!”

-…?

“A sword shouldn’t talk so much!”

-…It doesn’t matter. Even if you can wield me… you won’t be able to use my power….

“Shuenjel…! Appears!!!”

-Flash.

-???

“Heh!”

The holy sword was intimidated.

*

Now, Shuen was holding the holy sword and looking at Michael, who had hastily grabbed another sword after losing his weapon.

A cold wind was blowing between the two.

“Hoo… I’m Shuen. The strongest swordsman,”

“Haha… What should I do about this…”

Shuen, who desires victory.

Likewise, Michael, who also desires victory, gripped his sword evenly and gathered his aura.

Michael, filling his sword with aura, spoke softly to Shuen.

“I won’t go easy on you.”

“Me neither.”

“Because I will win… Shuen, do your best too.”

“It’s okay. I won’t lose to a commoner.”

Shuen gathered the power of the Holy Sword.

– I cannot give you power.

“Shut up.”

– To someone who hasn’t even walked the path of the sword…

“You…”

-…

“Were you a commoner in your past life?”

-…?!

“You talk too much.”

The Holy Sword became sullen.