The Narrow-Eyed Villain of the Demon Academy
chapter-144-2

But.

I knew it myself.

That my eyes held darkness even in broad daylight.

And within it, a radiant energy resided.

…I was standing there thinking such thoughts.

When I turned my gaze to look at my opponent, the face of a male student with a sneer came into view.

“Is it because you’re a half-demon? You can’t even make eye contact.”

At the student’s words, laughter erupted from the stands.

The voices of the audience were clearly filled with contempt and ridicule.

Their size was enough to make my skin tingle.

A place where hundreds of people ridiculed me.

Even I couldn’t be calm in this situation.

[… … Adel.]

Samuel's worried voice.

He must have gotten used to it by now, but he seemed worried about me being in this situation.

But I didn't answer Samuel's call.

Just.

Thump—.

I took another step toward my opponent and onto the battlefield.

“Kill the half-demon!”

“A dirty traitor race is the representative of the first years?”

“I heard that the Children of the Seven Deadly Sins were in that class. You can tell their level if they’re being pushed back by a half-demon.”

Then the voices mocking and despising me grew even louder.

Still, I ignored them and walked.

To the position where the student had to stand before the match began, where the opponent student was within reach.

As I took my place,

“Then, let’s begin.”

Idea announced the start of the match.

But I still stood there without moving.

And I smirked slightly.

The opponent student, thinking that my attitude was some kind of trick, let out a hollow laugh and opened his mouth.

“This is ridiculous, are you laughing right now?”

“... ...”

I didn’t answer the opponent’s loud question.

Even though a significant amount of time had passed since the match started, we were just facing each other.

Did the opponent think that my attitude was some kind of trick?

“Oh, the mongrel isn’t answering.”

He provoked me as if ignoring me.

At this, the students in the stands burst into laughter.

Until then, I stood still, not moving.

Instead.

Snap—.

I raised one hand.

Flinch—.

The opponent, thinking I was about to unleash some kind of technique, shrugged his shoulders once.

However, when nothing happened, he scoffed at me again.

At the same time, the voices of the students booing at me began to grow louder.

The spark grew bigger and spread to the half-demon students in the stands.

Not only me, but angry gazes poured out towards them as well.

When the voice was at its loudest.

Snap—.

I spread my index finger from the hand I was holding and put it to my lips.

The murmur of the Sytan students didn’t stop until then.

However,

“… … What, why aren’t they fighting?”

Starting with the voice of someone throwing.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

As the murmur of the students began to die down,

““……….””

Finally, only silence remained in the stands.

And at the end of their gaze, only I, with my index finger to my lips, gesturing for silence, and the opponent student frozen in place, would be visible.

The moment all eyes were focused.

I opened my eyes languidly, and

Boom—.

I unleashed a Killing Intent that reached not only the arena but also the stands.

“... ...”

“... ...”

“... ...”

All the students, unable to even react to the force, shut their mouths.

Even Ares and Idea, who were relatively close in the VIP seats, seemed to shrink back from the Killing Intent, sweating coldly and lowering their bodies as they watched me.

The air in the arena changed in an instant.

In the suffocating silence, I began to move my feet once more.

Thump—.

Thump—.

In an instant, I reached the opponent student.

“You, you… …”

The opponent, overwhelmed by the Killing Intent, barely managed to lift a finger and point at me.

With an emotionless look, I drew a dagger from my bosom.

And,

Swoosh—.

With a simple movement, I slit his throat.

Pssh—.

Blood began to flow from the thin slit on the student’s neck.

It was a shallow cut, so his life wouldn’t be in danger, but.

“Ugh… … Ah… …”

He had already lost the will to fight, and his face was drained of color.

Victory had already been decided.

I looked away from him and looked at the Headmaster.

And so that only she could see, I moved my lips and spoke without a sound.

‘Did you enjoy the show?’

And the corners of her lips, curled up in a faint smile, told me this.

She was very satisfied.

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