I Am The Game's Villain

Chapter 316  [Event] [Dolphian Kingdom Under Ruins] [2] Aliciaʼs Eccentricity

”M-My name is Martin!” stammered a high human, avoiding eye contact with both me and Alicia.

”I-I am Leire…” added a timid werewolf girl, also avoiding eye contact with me.

”Amael,” I said shortly.

”Alicia,” Alicia echoed tersely.

Doubt lingered about the necessity of introductions; our names carried a certain level of infamy.

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Shaddap.

”.....”

The silence grew increasingly awkward.

”How about we gauge our strengths? I can undoubtedly defeat anyone, regardless of the opponent. What about you?” I asked with honesty.

Martin, still dumbfounded, averted his gaze. ”I-I can support you with my earth shield.”

Controlling Earth. Not bad.

”What about you?” I turned to Leire.

Blushing, she lowered her gaze. ”I-Iʼm strong in hand-to-hand combat!”

”Strong?” I eyed her petite figure. ”In hand-to-hand combat?” I observed her seemingly nonexistent muscles.

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My bad.

”I see, you do seem indeed very strong,” I smiled, though Leire appeared on the verge of tears, perhaps having caught wind of my thoughts.

”Calm down, I can count on you, come on…” I awkwardly patted her head.

Leire blushed even more intensely and nodded her head.

She resembled a cute kitten in that moment.

But was I just misunderstanding her or does she have a crush on me?

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Admiration?

For beating up elves?

Well, thatʼs an interesting measure of friendship.

After concluding with Martin and Leire, I shifted my attention to Alicia. ”What about you?”

”...” Alicia remained silent, appearing to gaze at nothing in particular.

”Oy,” I snapped my fingers in front of her face, finally eliciting a response as she slowly redirected her eyes toward me.

Such a peculiar character...

”Iʼm good with a rapier,” she said, her focus on the golden weapon in her hand.

”How about I take a look at your rapier?” I asked, extending my hand.

Alicia swiftly moved her hand, rapier in tow, away from my reach. She looked at me with slightly furrowed brows. ”No.”

”Why?” I pressed.

”I donʼt want to,” Alicia replied, hugging her rapier close to her chest, regarding me as if I were a potential thief eyeing her toy.

”How old are you already?” I blurted out.

”Sixteen.”

”Are you sure youʼre not six?” I asked seriously.

”Iʼm sixteen,” Alicia frowned.

This conversation was going nowhere.

”Alright, alright, stop sulking. I wonʼt touch your rapier, and youʼre sixteen,” I conceded, waving my hand.

”Iʼm not sulking.”

”Youʼre definitely not older than twelve.”

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Does it sound like that?!

”Youʼve got guts, Falkrona.”

Interrupting my thoughts with his irritating voice was Adrian Dolphis.

”Oh, for fuckʼs sake,” I sighed loudly and turned around. ”What do you want, Dolphin?”

”Pfftt!” Martin nearly burst out laughing behind me, while Leire lowered her face.

Adrian glared murderously at both of them, but I stepped in front of my groupmates. ”Will you refrain from harassing my teammates, Dolphin?”

”Itʼs Dolphis!” Adrian glared at me.

I rubbed my ear at his loud voice. ”Dolphis, Dolphin, itʼs the same thing.”

”Remember where you are, Falkrona, before opening your mouth,” Adrian approached me with a cold face. ”In Sancta Vedelia, you are nothing. Christina wonʼt always save your ass here.”

”Save my ass from what? You?” I asked with a snort.

Adrian smirked and stepped back. ”Pray that you donʼt end up against me, Falkrona. I wonʼt hold back.”

”Iʼm very scared, sorry,” I replied with a scoff.

Adrian ignored me and headed toward Alicia with a smile. ”You didnʼt come to see me this morning, Alicia?” He reached out his hand toward Aliciaʼs face, who wasnʼt even reacting.

From behind him, I could see Professor Raven observing us, gritting his teeth. He was on the verge of erupting but holding back.

Leave it to me.

I smirked and caught Adrianʼs arm. ”What are you doing, Dolphin? Are you trying to injure my teammate?”

”Sheʼs my fiancée, bastard,” Adrian retorted, forcing his hand toward Alicia.

”Is that a reason to flirt during the exam?” I asked with a snort.

”Ahahah. Werenʼt you flirting with your own fiancée just minutes ago?” Adrian laughed.

Ah.

I wasnʼt flirting!

”We both consented to it,” I threw out a random excuse.

”Weʼre also both consenting, right, Alicia?” Adrianʼs gaze bore into her coldly.

And predictably, Alicia wouldnʼt deny it. She was about to nod, and I could sense it.

”Matter over, we need to make a plan,” I interrupted, pushing away Adrian and pulling Alicia along with Martin and Leire.

”You...!!!” Adrian was about to rush toward me when...

”Adrian,” someone intervened, and it was Victor, glaring coldly at him.

I grinned, ending the ongoing call on my phone.

Once a bit away, I left Alicia and we strolled calmly toward our residence in the Dolphis Kingdom.

”How about you answer with more than a nod to his demands?” I asked Alicia, growing frustrated.

Alicia glanced briefly at me before resuming her expressionless gaze ahead. ”Thanks, Senior, but it doesnʼt concern you.”

”Are you angry?”

”...”

”How do you maintain this expression? I canʼt even tell what youʼre feeling,” I said, impressed.

Alicia ignored me, quickening her pace and walking ahead of us all.

”Yeah, youʼre angry,” I mused aloud before turning to Leire. ”Go with her.”

”Y-Yes!” Leire nodded, hurrying after Alicia.

”Iʼm a nice Senior, right?” I asked Martin, also a sophomore.

”Yes, sir!”

”Sir?” I grimaced. ”Thatʼs cringe. Stop that.”

”Okay!” Martin nodded enthusiastically.

At least it seems he doesnʼt hate me.

”Youʼre a high human, right? What do others think of me?” I asked curiously.

”I-I donʼt know about others, but in Zestel, everyone admires you! I was there when you fought that monster in the sky! It was amazing! A-And I heard about how you declared war against the Teraquin House! Even more amazing!”

I donʼt recall declaring war!

Those gossipers twisted the narrative to suit their story. Is that why the Teraquin Queen wants my head, along with all the Elves? And Mom is supporting that? Sheʼs even more extreme than me.

”B-But I think Sir Amael should be careful with Adrian...” Martin added, his voice barely audible.

”Why?” I asked, surprised.

Shouldnʼt he be encouraging me?

”T-Thatʼs because... Sir Adrian is dangerous, and... if... if Senior Cyril intervenes...” Martinʼs face went completely pale.

In other words, he was advising me not to involve myself further with Alicia because Cyril, who was leaving that matter to Adrian, might intervene.

”Ah...” I sighed, gazing up at the sky.

Cyril Magnus Raven.

He was significantly stronger than me, and I knew it. The sensible solution would be to abandon my plan of aiding Alicia to coerce Professor James Raven into teaching me his Raven Style. But the idea of backing down didnʼt sit well with me.

Yeah.

I donʼt care.