How to Survive as the Academy’s Villain

Chapter 107

Thud!

“Hey, did you just bump into my shoulder?”

“Oh, sorry.”

“Is sorry all you can say?”

“So what? Should I kneel and apologize?”

“This guy is nuts.”

Suddenly, two students got into a heated argument on the street, glaring at each other with hostile expressions.

“Look, there’s a fight.”

“Again?”

The students nearby watched them, seemingly accustomed to such scenes.

Soon, the security guards rushed over and started shouting.

“Students, stop it. You can’t fight here.”

Fortunately, with the intervention of the security guards, the situation was resolved without further incident.

“Tsk, consider yourself lucky.”

“That’s my line, ptooey!”

“Look at this guy spitting. It’s obvious you’re a brute with no brains to act so low.”

“Oh, sure, you’re just flapping your mouth like a coward. If you have the guts, come to the training ground. Let’s have a match.”

“Why would I fight someone as ignorant as you?”

“What, are you scared?”

“Scared? This is what we call ‘don’t feed the troll.'”

“What? Don’t feed the what?”

“Don’t feed the troll. Hahaha.”

“You crazy bastard…!”

“Hey, students. I told you to stop!”

Despite the ongoing argument, the tension between the magic and swordsmanship departments was evident.

Among the students watching them:

“Yo, I don’t get why the atmosphere has been like this lately.”

“Don’t worry about it, Elaine. It’s only stupid people who get swept up in stuff like this.”

Elaine, trembling slightly in fear, was promptly reassured by Mellin.

“I’m not sure what to do when my friends start badmouthing others these days.”

“Just ignore them. And don’t hang out with people like that, they’re not real friends.”

“But still… They’re nice people.”

“Sigh! Listen to me, Elaine!”

Seeing Mellin’s firm stance, Elaine quickly looked for another ally.

“Chelsea, I’m right, aren’t I? They’re good people.”

“Huh? Oh, yeah. They’re not bad at heart.”

“See? I told you, Mellin!”

“Fine, do what you want. Just don’t come crying to me later.”

“Oh, why do you always have to say things like that? Melliiiin.”

Watching Mellin and Elaine bicker, Chelsea couldn’t help but chuckle.

No matter what, being with these friends allowed her to laugh without a care.

‘The atmosphere these days…’

Suddenly, she recalled the recent confrontation with Professor Beroen.

He had played a part in creating this tense environment at the academy.

Chelsea had also heard that Kyle and Kamon, who were quite close to her, were each facing disciplinary hearings.

‘Should I talk to him?’

As someone aspiring to become a Magic Swordsman, the ongoing tension between the swordsmanship and magic departments was particularly irksome to Chelsea.

“Chelsea, what do you want to drink today?”

Before she knew it, Elaine’s bright smile greeted her at Lupinus, a popular café on the academy grounds.

“Hold on.”

Chelsea halted her thoughts and focused on the menu.

* * *

“It’s been a while, Cecil… No, I should call you President now, right?”

“Whatever you’re comfortable with.”

“Then I’ll call you as before, Lady Cecilia.”

“Yes, please do.”

Although their conversation was accompanied by smiles, there was an underlying tension.

They were the renowned rivals, Princess Francia and Lady Cecilia, meeting for tea for the first time in a long while.

“Mmm, the tea smells good today.”

“Really? I thought the quality of these leaves was poor… I’ll give you some if you want.”

“No, that’s okay.”

Princess Francia declined Lady Cecilia’s offer with a slight shake of her head and continued.

“How is the student council work going for you?”

“It’s a bit busy, but manageable. I have a very capable vice president helping me.”

“Oh, really?”

It was well-known that Rosen Ravenia, who had previously worked for Princess Francia’s campaign, was now the vice president.

Lady Cecilia’s comment was a sharp jab meant to unsettle Francia.

However, Princess Francia maintained her smile, showing no sign of being affected.

“That’s good to hear. With the current chaos at the academy, it’s crucial to have reliable people around… Everyone must be realizing that.”

“…”

Lady Cecilia fell silent, understanding the implied insult that she was only secure because of her competent vice president.

For a while, the only sounds were of them sipping tea.

“If you ever need help, feel free to ask, Lady Cecilia.”

“Yes, I’ll be sure to reach out if anything comes up.”

Their conversation ended with maintained smiles, and they parted ways.

As Princess Francia exited the student council room and headed back to her dormitory, she muttered under her breath.

“What? Capable vice president? What a joke, she can’t even handle the current situation…”

After Dean Elmon’s voluntary resignation, there had been a significant power vacuum.

Professors vying for the dean’s position and Professor Beroen’s lawsuit against Kyle had sparked a conflict between the magic and swordsmanship departments, affecting even the ordinary students.

For someone who had once aimed for the presidency, the situation was frustrating and unfortunate for Princess Francia.

“Does she really have time to be drinking tea at a time like this? It’s clear she has her head in the clouds.”

From Francia’s perspective, Lady Cecilia was unfit for the presidency and incapable of resolving the current crisis.

If she had been in that position…

“No, no. Don’t think about that. I gave it up myself.”

Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, Princess Francia murmured again.

“Is there no way to help Kyle?”

Having known and interacted with Kyle Perrion, she believed he was someone who needed to be with her.

Unfortunately, he was caught up in the recent incident and in serious trouble.

“And Kamon Vade being involved is also annoying.”

One of Princess Francia’s goals was to get rid of Kamon Vade from the academy.

Moreover, with Kyle, whom she considered her own, being involved, it bothered her even more.

Muttering to herself as she arrived at the dormitory, a maid hurriedly approached and spoke.

“Princess, you have a visitor.”

“A visitor?”

“Yes, they’ve been waiting for a while. They insisted on seeing you despite being told they could come back later…”

Seeing the maid’s awkward expression, Princess Francia asked gently.

“Who is it?”

“It’s Miss Diana Fren from the Fren family.”

“Diana Fren?”

Surprised by the unexpected guest, Princess Francia tilted her head and then spoke again.

“Alright. Where is she now?”

“In the garden.”

Following the maid’s guidance, Princess Francia changed her clothes and headed to the garden.

There, under a small parasol in the middle of the garden, sat Diana Fren, with her legs crossed and a faint smile on her face.

Click, click.

Approaching her, Princess Francia greeted her.

“Hello, Senior Diana. You wanted to see me?”

“Ah, you’re here, Princess.”

Diana Fren welcomed her with her characteristic smile.

“Have you been waiting long?”

“No, not that long.”

“Sorry for keeping you. If you had informed me in advance, it would have been better…”

“I’ll do that next time.”

Facing Diana Fren after Lady Cecilia, Princess Francia felt slightly uncomfortable.

‘I don’t really want to be close to this person.’

Though they had communicated indirectly before and had conversed through a crystal ball, this was the first time they were having a face-to-face conversation.

“So, may I ask why you’ve come to see me?”

Not wanting to prolong the meeting, Princess Francia got straight to the point.

“I really like how direct you are.”

Smiling, Diana Fren continued.

“Kamon Vade.”

“…?!”

“Let’s get rid of that guy from here, together.”

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