The Narrow-Eyed Villain of the Demon Academy
chapter-130-2

At Ares’s words, a student walked out with a sullen face.

It was the same student who had to take the magic exam first because she was number one.

I couldn't help but feel a little sorry for her, but it wasn't as if his score would be lower just because she went first.

Her true abilities would be revealed.

Moreover, in Ares’s exam, students could retake the exam if they wanted.

However, the criteria for the retake were very strict, so unless a student truly had an objection to their score, they wouldn’t take it.

By the way…

‘Didn’t Samuel say he took the retake?’

He would have gotten a perfect score on all the exams.

So why did he get a rather low score of 7th place?

It would be impossible unless he got a low score on the retake.

“…….”

[What are you staring at?]

When I frowned and stared at Samuel, he grumbled as if he was offended.

I shook my head and looked away.

I thought that there must have been a good reason for Samuel to do so.

Considering even Fron had gotten a perfect score through the retake, it wasn’t surprising that Samuel had gotten a low score on the retake.

With that, I turned my attention away from Samuel and focused on observing.

Whoosh!

Ares dodged the sword swung by the student with a twist of his head.

His eyes gleamed with a strange light.

“You’ve improved a lot.”

The students had been training alongside their practical experience, so they couldn’t help but grow rapidly.

However, it was still impossible to defeat Ares.

Most of the students had yet to master Sword Lacquer.

That’s why they couldn’t defeat Ares.

After all, Sword Lacquer wasn’t a technique that first-year students could learn.

Even among the senior students, only our first-year class had started invading the human world.

The number of students who had mastered Sword Lacquer could be counted on one hand.

Therefore…

“Next.”

Ares, who had easily subdued the first student, called out to the next student.

All the students showed improved skills compared to before.

During the midterms, they were unbearable to watch, but now they were starting to look like competent swordsmen.

90% of the students had succeeded in imbuing their swords with Mana.

Luna was no exception.

Clang!

The sword Luna swung collided with the sword Ares was holding.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t defeat Ares, but she had shown a pretty decent strike.

Considering she had been badly beaten by Ares during the midterms, her growth was remarkable.

It would be difficult to progress to the next level, but it was enough to deserve applause.

“I-I’m sorry…!”

…Well, she did get beaten up by Ares not long after.

“Class president, you’re next.”

Naturally, it was my turn next, as I was standing in Luna’s place.

Swoosh!

I walked towards Ares and drew Fang of Darkness from my bosom.

Ares would be able to handle it even if I used all the techniques I had.

Even Eris, who was ranked 20th, couldn’t withstand three moves.

I wondered how Ares would fare.

So, just as I was about to attack Ares, I stopped in my tracks.

“Hold on a moment, please.”

“……This feels familiar. What is it?”

Ares lowered his sword for a moment and asked me.

I put on an awkward smile and opened my mouth.

“Could you show me how to use Fighting Spirit?”

“…….”

Thump-thump.

The blood vessels that had been bulging on Ares's forehead throbbed at my words.

It seemed like my request had angered him.

However, contrary to my worries, Ares let out a sigh and opened his mouth.

Now that the suspicion that I might be a spy from the human world had disappeared, and he was able to control his killing intent, he was treating me in a more amicable manner.

“I acknowledge your talent. But Fighting Spirit is not something that can be easily learned…”

“You said the same thing when I asked you to show me Sword Lacquer.”

I cut off Ares, leaving him speechless.

“…….”

Ares stared at me, his gaze filled with astonishment.

I shrugged.

It would be hard to refute my words.

Because what I said was true.

Even before the midterms, I had asked Ares to show me Sword Lacquer.

Ares had boasted that I wouldn't be able to learn it, but what was the result?

With a relaxed smile, I gave Ares a definite answer.

“I’ll bet on it this time too.”

“Bet on what?”

Swoosh!

I raised my index finger at Ares, who asked back with a bewildered expression.

Just once.

“If you just show me, I’ll demonstrate it for you.”

For some reason, I was filled with a strange sensation.

I had a hunch that if I could see Ares’s Fighting Spirit, I would be able to manifest it as well.

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