The Villainess Whom I Had Served for 13 Years Has Fallen - Chapter 406



406 – Special Class of Hell -3-

What are they saying?

– Your standards are too high.

Why is that guy over there, and why am I here?

Ruine looked at Ricardo, who was standing on the podium, with an awkward expression. Because he didn’t know what was going on.

“How can you say that guy is a competent instructor….”

He knew Ricardo was strong.

He had experienced firsthand that Ricardo was stronger than anyone else in the academy, no, stronger than anyone present here.

The strength that guy had shown was beyond imagination. But that guy…

“That guy is just a genius…”

He thought that because Ricardo had a talent that shone brighter than anyone else’s, he didn’t have the talent to teach someone.

‘Damn…’

A genius can’t understand a dullard.

Ricardo’s words reached Ruine’s ears as he lowered his head.

“Your gaze is too disrespectful.”

“…”

“For a short period, I will be your teacher. Is it acceptable to look at your teacher with such insolent eyes?”

“…”

“Isn’t that right, Nokjo?”

Ruine looked at Ricardo with a bewildered expression, and Ricardo was also looking at him.

He had to pick a fight and tell him not to call him ‘Nokjo,’ but he was overwhelmed by Ricardo’s cold gaze and couldn’t open his lips.

– Squeeze…

As Ricardo’s cold smile gave him a sense of foreboding, Ricardo began to speak with a small smile.

“There are many familiar faces, so I understand your negative reactions.”

“…”

“I also had a time when I attended the academy with you all, spending joyful youth laughing and chatting with friends.”

“Don’t be ridiculous! We never had such good memories with you!”

Lohan from the swordsmanship department, who had been listening quietly, began to retort to Ricardo, roughly running his hand through his hair.

“Hmm?”

Ricardo looked at Lohan’s face with a gentle smile.

“Why do we have to learn from someone like you?”

“Hmm?”

“I don’t want to learn any cowardly techniques. When I think about the match I had with you…!”

“Are you talking about the match where I threw sand?”

“…It wasn’t sand, it was a dirty magazine.”

“Ah… I don’t remember people who lost to me.”

At Ricardo’s sneer, Rohan turned his reddened face to look at Malik.

“Director!! Didn’t you say he was a competent instructor!?”

“Shut up, Rohan. What kind of nonsense are you spouting in front of the teacher?”

“…Director!”

“I clearly said he was a teacher I found with great. diff.icul.ty. If this lesson gets ruined because of you…”

As Malik’s chilling words were about to crush Rohan, Ricardo waved his hand with a gentle smile.

“You don’t have to be so harsh. If I was going to get upset over this, I wouldn’t have taken the request in the first place.”

“…I apologize.”

“More importantly… You’re Rohan, right?”

At Ricardo’s call, Rohan glared at him with cold eyes.

“Yes. I’m Rohan, the head of the academy’s disciplinary committee.”

“Yes, Rohan, a third-year student in the swordsmanship department.”

“…”

“You’ve been marked by me.”

“Huh? If that’s a threat, it’s too cute. Why don’t you challenge me to a duel like a man…?”

Ricardo shook his head with a cold smile. Leaving behind the words, ‘I’m not free enough to duel with someone like you,’ he turned and walked towards the podium.

“…”

Not all reactions were bad.

There were those who cheered for Ricardo’s appearance. There were those who liked him.

“Master…!”

“Pyongmin?!”

“Ricardo…”

“Ikuminhyuk…!”

Luin closed his eyes tightly and swallowed his complicated feelings again. Rohan had said everything he wanted to say. Now, Luin thought, let’s just hope this time passes quickly. Since it was impossible to back out after signing the contract.

“Well then.”

Turning back on the podium, Ricardo began to speak to everyone with a bright smile, holding the hilt of the sword at his waist.

“Everyone.”

Ricardo drew his sword with a smile.

-Gasp…!

The moment the drawn sword exuded an ominous aura like a flood, an excited voice began to ring in Ruin’s ears.

“Was this how you planned to teach?”

“…”

“Certainly, if you establish dominance early on, you can build courage and break their arrogant spirit.”

“What are you saying…”

Malik smiled faintly and spoke to Ruin.

“Hold on tight to your sanity.”

“What does that… mean.”

Ricardo, holding the sword, began to speak with a small smile.

“This is the first lesson.”

“…!!!!”

An ominous aura that felt like it would burst his heart began to pour in. Just standing in front of him was enough. The fear he felt was so absurd that his legs gave out.

It felt like something was caressing his heart.

“What is this…”

-Saaa…

“Don’t faint, try to endure.”

The moment Ricardo finished speaking, Ruin’s vision went completely dark.

*

“Hmm…”

Standing on the platform, I stroked my chin as I looked down at the fainted ones.

“More people fainted than I expected.”

I thought half of them would endure, but I was quite taken aback by the situation where only a few remained standing.

Seeing Shuen, who had resisted fiercely but eventually fainted, I turned my gaze with a bitter smile and approached the model students.

-Clap clap clap…

“Impressive.”

There were a total of four people left.

“As expected of the butler… thrilling.”

“This much is bearable.”

“Holy Sword… please be quiet!”

“Haa… haa…”

Hannah, who had grown as a swordsman,

and Malik, who had faced life and death multiple times.

Mikhail, blessed by the Holy Sword,

and Shaltia, with her exceptional mental strength, were the ones who endured the murderous intent emanating from them.

A small smile appeared at the sight of the model students who had shown good form from the start.

Although Shaltia’s eyes, barely holding on, looked uneasy, it was still nice to see familiar faces awake. If strangers were awake, they couldn’t build camaraderie.

“You look perfectly fine, Mikhail.”

“No… ahem, no, it’s just because I can endure it mentally thanks to the Holy Sword.”

“Haha! Equipment is also a skill.”

“That’s not it… but thanks for the compliment…”

While talking with the hesitant Mikhail, Malik, with a satisfied smile, joined the conversation.

“Ahem… it was a good lesson.”

“Boss…!”

“Not the boss, now I’m the senior director.”

“Haha, sorry. I didn’t expect the director to participate in the lesson. You endured it with all your might?”

“Got beaten up in the last battle with the Apostle… I applied because I wanted to land at least one hit.”

“Oh.”

“I’ve never properly learned from you. I thought I’d take this opportunity to learn properly.”

‘Even though he says that.’

I let out a hollow laugh, seeing through Malik’s true intentions. His goal was to become stronger, but it was also to build trust due to his poor reputation.

I bowed my head and expressed my gratitude, giving Malik the answer he wanted. Since he took the time to participate, I had to reciprocate accordingly.

“Even if you can’t win, I’ll make sure you can survive. Depending on your efforts, you might become strong enough to land at least one hit.”

“One hit… I really want to land a blow on that arrogant elf.”

Malik clenched his fist with a chilling smile.

After about a minute of awkward silence, Hannah, who had regained her energy, spoke up.

“Master!!!”

“Hannah, you were amazing too. You really exuded murderous intent, yet you didn’t faint.”

“Because you are the butler’s first disciple.”

“That’s right. If you had fainted, I was planning to work you extremely hard.”

“Don’t say such scary things…”

“Haha! Just kidding.”

An awkward gaze was directed at me as I was talking with Hannah.

“…Ricardo.”

“Oh, I should also praise the princess.”

“…”

I tilted my head and approached closer, puzzled by Shaltia’s gaze, which was different from usual.

“…”

Perhaps because there were traces of her enduring to the point of bleeding from her lips, I felt more drawn to her. When a student is passionate, there are many things you want to teach them.

Looking at Shaltia, who was mentally stronger than anyone else, I wondered if she had something to say, so I stared blankly, but I could only give an awkward smile at her unreadable expression.

If she didn’t speak, I wouldn’t know.

“Do you have something to say?”

“Well…”

-Rustle.

“Hmm?”

-Gasp… Huuuh!!

“…Shuenjel…!”

“Hmm?”

“He revived!”

The conversation with Shaltia ended as Shuen, who had fainted, opened his eyes. It seemed like she was about to say something important.

“Commoner!”

“Yes, Shuen.”

“What is that?”

“Yes?”

“The thing… like… Waaah…”

Shuen looked at me with sparkling eyes and said. He wanted to know because he wanted to do it too.

“I want to do it too…!”

“Yes?”

“To make the nobility shine even brighter…! I want to do that too.”

“Ah…”

I said to Shuen with a troubled expression. In situations like this, ‘strength’ was important, but momentum was even more crucial.

“Could you look at me for a moment?”

-Baaam.

“I’m embarrassed!”

“Haha…! Not like that. Imagine a mortal enemy is right in front of you.”

“I don’t have any enemies?”

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“Let’s pretend I’m a convenience store thief.”

“….!!!!”

Despite that, I smiled and waved my hand at Shuen’s cute gaze. I thought he had no talent for intimidation.

So.

I guess it’s time to get serious.

Judging that no one else would wake up, I looked at Mikhail and said,

“Mikhail, during the class, the holy sword will be confiscated.”

“Ah… okay.”

“Thank you.”

The moment I grabbed the holy sword, a loud noise began to be heard. The sound of the holy sword shaking, telling the wicked to retreat.

-Let go…! You demon!

-It’s been a while, hero.

-Shut up, Caliburn!

-Hmm…?

Clapping my hands, I said to them,

“Alright then.”

-Clap.

“Let’s faint.”

The moment my hands clapped together, everyone’s vision went dark.