How to Survive as the Academy’s Villain

Chapter 109

A few days later, the academy students were abuzz, sharing the latest news they had recently heard.

“Did you hear? The disciplinary committee is meeting today.”

“They’re having a joint session for Kamon and Kyle at the same time. They’re calling it a unified disciplinary judgement committee or something.”

“Why’s the name so long?”

“Man, that’s complicated. Anyway, the point is they’re deciding the punishment today, right?”

“Yeah, probably.”

The students’ interest was piqued because they knew this wasn’t just a simple disciplinary issue involving some students.

“They’re not both getting the same punishment, are they?”

“No way. The one who gets punished will be seen as the loser this time.”

“So, who do you think it’ll be?”

“I bet twenty silvers that Kyle gets off.”

“Then I’ll bet five silvers on Kamon getting off.”

“Come on, what’s five silvers? At least bet ten or more.”

Some students were even betting on who would avoid punishment, turning it into a gamble. Even the ordinary students understood that this decision was the frontline of a factional battle between the swordsmanship and magic divisions.

“This situation has escalated way too much.”

“It’s all because of that guy, Otniel. Suddenly creating this unified disciplinary judgement committee!”

“What can we do now? We’re already on this tiger’s back; we have to see it through to the end.”

Professors from the magic division discussed this with serious expressions.

At that moment, Beroen Clarence, one of the key figures involved, spoke up.

“Hasn’t the matter already been decided?”

“Are you talking about that honor duel?”

“Yes, I believe everyone was informed the day before yesterday?”

“True, but an honor duel requires mutual consent. If one of the students refuses…”

An older professor continued worriedly, but Professor Beroen shook his head firmly.

“At least our student won’t back down.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Professor Phelan and I have already secured a firm agreement. They will definitely participate in the duel.”

“Well, that’s reassuring. But if the other side refuses, it will all be for nothing.”

This time, Phelan Xavier, their chief professor, intervened.

“No, if that happens, it will actually work in our favor. With so much attention on this issue, it will appear as if the swordsmanship division is dishonorably backing down.”

Hearing Phelan’s words, the expressions of those in the magic division brightened. If things went as Phelan suggested, they had nothing to lose.

Professor Beroen, who had remained silent, recalled last night’s events.

‘This has gotten out of hand.’

Even Kamon Vade might back off in such a burdensome situation. His initial plan was just to use this incident to remove or crush Abelran and his faction, who were a thorn in his side. Now, it seemed like the fight itself would determine the next dean.

‘Well, it’s not bad.’

He was aligned with Professor Phelan, and if Phelan became the next dean, many opportunities would surely follow. Thus, there was only one problem to address now.

‘You must accept, Kamon.’

‘Yes, you absolutely cannot back down this time. Kamon, you are the most talented student in our magic department. Engage in the honor duel and crush your opponent. If you refuse, there will be no more support…’

Before Professor Phelan’s persuasive and threatening words were finished.

‘Yes, I understand.’

With an unwavering expression, Kamon Vade nodded in agreement, and Professor Beroen felt relieved.

“But even if an honor duel happens, is there a chance of winning? I’ve heard Kyle is an incredible monster…”

“Aren’t these the two involved in the princess attack incident? I heard Kamon lost then.”

As the old professors’ anxieties continued, Professor Beroen frowned unconsciously.

‘Old cowardly bastards.’

These old professors, sitting in higher positions just because they were part of the magic department and had longer careers, annoyed him deeply.

Again, Professor Phelan spoke up.

“…We will ensure victory, so rest assured.”

“If Professor Phelan says so, I believe it.”

“Indeed, you always have a plan, Professor.”

Professor Beroen just turned away from their sycophantic remarks.

Soon after.

“The unified disciplinary judgement committee is now in session…”

Finally, the committee began. One by one, the involved parties took their seats, with Kamon Vade and Kyle Ferion as the primary defendants.

After following several procedural steps, the committee’s judgement was announced.

“…This committee proposes an ‘honor duel’ to the two defendants.”

The final decision was made.

***

“Before we hear the answers, we will take a ten-minute recess. During this time, each defendant should consider the committee’s proposal.”

Bang, bang, bang!

With the sound of the gavel, the recess began.

“An honor duel? What the hell is that?”

“They’re trying to avoid backlash since it’s such a hot issue.”

“Kamon, are you okay?”

Due to the rule that professors couldn’t participate in the judgement, I was currently with Elliot, Bren, and Lois. They were debating the committee’s proposal with worried expressions.

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

I nodded gently in response to Bren’s concern.

“Really? You’re okay?”

“Yeah.”

“Kamon, this seems weird. How can you be so calm?”

“Exactly. Kamon, you haven’t given up, have you?”

“Give up? On what?”

“…Never mind.”

Elliot and Lois shook their heads, still worried. Seeing their puzzled looks, I gave them a light smile.

“Are you smiling?”

“This is bad. I think he’s lost his mind.”

“Kamon, snap out of it!”

As they panicked and fussed, I waved my hand to calm them down.

“I’m really fine. Stop with the nonsense, all of you!”

At that moment.

“Kamon!”

“Sis?”

A familiar voice called my name. Approaching me was none other than the academy’s student council president, Lady Cecilia.

She walked over decisively, a firm and resolute expression on her face.

“I’ll be your witness.”

“Pardon?”

“Kamon, you’re part of the student council. Since you were punishing students in your capacity as a council member, it can’t be considered an assault on a noble. I can testify to that!”

What was she talking about now?

She leaned in close, whispering quietly, “Even though it hasn’t been officially processed, we can frame it as a verbal decision. There will be no issue. Remember when you mentioned you were with the student council while disciplining those students?”

Oh, that?

Lady Cecilia, looking somewhat uneasy, prompted me to shake my head.

“No, it’s fine.”

“Why? Is it because of me? I’m okay with it. I can handle this…”

“No, that’s not it. I’ve already told them it was a lie.”

“What?! Why?! Why would you do that?”

Startled, she shouted, but I just smiled gently without responding.

“Kamon, are you crazy? If something goes wrong…”

“Sis, calm down. Everyone’s watching,” Lois quickly intervened, trying to calm Lady Cecilia down, while Rosen Ravenia, observing from a distance, slowly approached to assist.

“Yeah, Cecilia. Listen to your brother. Stop acting like a child.”

“No, let me go!”

Watching her being dragged away by the two, I couldn’t help but chuckle.

“…”

Naturally, everyone else looked at me as if I were insane.

Why was I acting so calmly, even smiling like this?

The answer was simple.

‘Everything is going according to plan.’

My heart was still pounding, and I felt quite tense, but everything was unfolding just as I had planned and anticipated.

I recalled the events before all this chaos.

Before I was accused of assaulting a noble, before Professor Phelan dragged me to the urgent meeting of the magic department professors, and long before the charges were filed—right after the clash between Kyle and Professor Beroen.

* * *

As I was facing accusations of assaulting a noble and attending the emergency meeting led by Professor Phelan, I was deep in thought.

‘What can I do?’

Considering the myriad of potential butterfly effects from the accelerated original story, I knew I had to prevent the worst-case scenario of Kyle losing.

Finally, I came to a conclusion.

Bang!

“Ah, damn it. Who the hell just slammed the door… Oh?”

“Who are you?”

“K-Kamon Vade?”

The ones who were shocked and yelled at me were the Monster Trio.

As soon as I identified their dormitory, I stormed in.

Sol Crensh quickly shouted, realizing the situation.

“Damn it! Mork, Crollin! We need to escape…”

“What, planning to jump out the window?”

Blocking their escape route, I smiled wickedly.

The expressions of the Monster Trio hardened as they glared at me.

“Dammit.”

“What do you want, Kamon Vade?”

Their irritated voices made me chuckle.

“Isn’t it funny how the ones who started this are now asking what I want?”

“…”

Still eyeing me warily, probably thinking of ways to escape, I continued.

“You guys…”

“…?”

“How about we work together this time?”

Sol Crensh and the other two stared at me, dumbfounded by my sudden proposal.

“What?”

“I mean, let’s do something together.”

“A job? Out of the blue?”

I looked at their confused faces with a meaningful smile.

“File a complaint against me.”

“…?!”

“File a complaint against me for assaulting a noble. But first, go see Professor Everett Littrech.”

Sol Crensh, puzzled, shook his head and shouted irritably.

“Why should we suddenly file a complaint against you? And why see Professor Everett?”

“I’ll explain later. We’re in a hurry now. Are you in or not?”

“Why would we work with you? You’re seriously mistaken if you think we…”

“I’m not part of the student council.”

“What?”

“I lied about being in the council when I hit you. If you file a complaint, disciplinary procedures will follow. Maybe things will go your way.”

“…!”

“W-Why are you doing this?”

“Like I said, there’s no point in us fighting needlessly. We both want something, so let’s use each other. What do you say?”

At my persuasion, Mork and Crollin remained silent, staring at each other in confusion.

Only Sol Crensh seemed to be deeply contemplating.

Eventually.

“Fine, Kamon. I accept your proposal.”

“Great, then…”

“But on one condition.”

I quickly nodded at Sol Crensh’s resolute voice.

“Sure, a condition. What is it?”

“…”

After a brief silence, Sol Crensh made an unexpected request.

“Get us into the student council.”

“What?”

“If not all of us, at least one. If one of us can join the council, we’ll accept your offer.”

His unexpected demand made me laugh, but I nodded in agreement.

“Fine, I don’t know why you want that, but I’ll recommend you.”

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