How to Survive as the Academy’s Villain

Chapter 188

A wave of enormous spirits swept over the assassins, leaving them powerless and collapsed on the ground. Ignoring the fallen figures, I walked directly toward one person.

*Step, step.*

“Diana Fren.”

At the sound of my voice, Diana, whose hair was disheveled and who was sitting on the ground in defeat, let out a deep sigh.

“Hah…”

After that brief exhale, she looked up at me with sharp eyes, filled with frustration.

“What are you?”

For a moment, she stared at me, then started shouting again, filled with rage.

“Damn it! What the hell are you, Kamon Vade?!”

I crouched down beside her, meeting her eyes, and responded with a smirk.

“What do you think? Isn’t your question a little too obvious?”

“What?”

“I told you already. From now on, Elliot will be the one to inherit the Fren Merchant Guild, not you.”

“You bastard…”

She was about to spew more insults, but I quickly silenced her, placing my hand over her mouth and casting a spell.

“Shh. Silence.”

“…?!”

Diana’s eyes widened in shock, as though it was her first time being forcibly silenced. I leaned in close, speaking softly but firmly.

“The only reason I’m not killing you right now is because dealing with the aftermath would be too much of a hassle. So, don’t provoke me any further.”

“Mmph! Mmph!”

Diana struggled to respond, but with the Silence spell in effect, no sound escaped her mouth.

I shook my head as I looked at her.

“You’re still not getting it, huh?”

Trailing off, I turned my gaze to Airsya and gave her an order.

‘Prepare . Make it as stimulating and painful as possible.’

[What the hell? You just used , and now you want ? Do you think I’m your slave, to be bossed around like this?]

Airsya jumped up in protest at my command, but before she could finish, Frilla calmly responded.

[I’ll prepare it right away, Master. Airsya, please give me a quick rundown of the spell.]

[Are you out of your mind?! Why would I teach you?!]

As the two bickered, I sighed and raised the Orb ring.

‘Frilla, sorry, but bear with me for a moment.’

[Of course, Master.]

[Hey, hey, what are you— Huh? Aaaaah!]

I began to spin the Orb rapidly, and Airsya, caught in the unpleasant sensation, started to melt, overwhelmed by the discomfort.

[Aaahh!]

Meanwhile, Frilla let out a strange noise, seemingly satisfied with the sensation.

‘…What’s up with this guy?’

Frilla’s unexpected reaction left me bewildered, but the priority was to have Airsya teach the spell.

[Ugh… fine, fine! I get it! Stop already!]

Finally, Airsya surrendered, and I halted the Orb.

Then—

[Mmm… I wouldn’t mind a little more education…]

Frilla muttered with a slightly flushed expression.

‘What?’

Airsya, now thoroughly irritated, yelled back with a snappy tone.

[What education? Shut up and listen to me carefully now. works like this…]

As Airsya began giving Frilla a concise explanation of the spirit formation, I turned back to Diana Fren and spoke again.

“Even though I’m speaking to you calmly like this, I know you won’t listen, right, Diana?”

“Mmph!”

Her fierce glare and resolute expression made it clear she had no intention of backing down, even without her saying a word. I didn’t need her to speak to understand her thoughts.

‘Yeah, this is just like Diana Fren.’

Seeing her unchanged attitude, I stood up and nodded.

‘Airsya, Frilla. Let’s begin as soon as you’re ready.’

[Got it.]

[Understood, Master.]

Diana Fren was someone I had once considered a character I should never turn into an enemy. But now, she and I were tangled in a web of bad blood, far beyond what could be resolved through words.

At this point, I had only one choice left.

‘Completely break her and make her submit.’

The spirit formation was a powerful spell that trapped the target in endless illusions. The content of the illusions could be tailored to my will. According to Dean Elmon’s writings, however, perfectly controlling the illusion and maintaining it required immense precision and vast spirit energy.

But I had—

‘Airsya and Frilla.’

With spirits like them directly controlling the power, and the endless stream of spirit energy from the Orb, I was confident I could create the illusion exactly as I envisioned.

Just then—

[We’re ready.]

Airsya’s voice came through, and I nodded.

‘Begin.’

At my command, the Orb ring began to emit a bright light. Airsya and Frilla moved naturally, positioning themselves to either side of Diana and extending their hands toward her head.

*Zzzzzzng.*

Strange symbols began to form on the ground, glowing faintly beneath Diana.

“Mmph! Mmm!”

She seemed to realize something was wrong and tried to scream in panic, but the Silence spell kept her words locked away.

As the intense light gathered and prepared to shoot into her forehead—

“Oh, one more thing I almost forgot.”

I smiled lightly and spoke to Diana.

“That diamond necklace of yours… I have it.”

“Mmmmmm!!”

Diana went into a wild frenzy, thrashing violently as the concentrated light pierced into her mind.

***

“Move aside.”

Cecilia Romanoff’s voice was firm and resolute, her face contorted with anger.

“I’m sorry, my lady,” a guard responded apologetically, but didn’t budge.

“Hey!”

“The guards surrounding the student council dormitories suddenly tightened their formation, making it impossible for anyone to leave or enter.”

The student council members who were being held inside looked around, confused and uneasy.

“What the hell is going on?”

Elliot’s voice broke the silence.

“Yeah, yesterday we were enjoying the hot springs… and now this?”

Lois added, perplexed.

“Kamon, Lucas, and Senior Arian are still outside.”

Bren noted, his tone filled with concern.

“Are we… in danger?”

Sol muttered, his voice trembling slightly.

Chelsea, who had been quietly observing, suddenly had a grim expression on her face.

“I’ll ask you one more time. Release the perimeter.”

Cecilia Romanoff, the student council president, demanded, her voice laced with frustration.

“…Apologies.”

One of the knights responded, still refusing to move.

“You can’t be serious!”

Cecilia shouted, unable to contain her anger any longer.

“Cecilia, stop.”

Rosen Ravenia, the student council vice president, intervened, gently placing a hand on Cecilia’s arm.

At that moment—

*Tadadak.*

The soldiers surrounding the dormitory began to move, parting to form a path as if they were parting the Red Sea. A single figure emerged from the crowd, walking down the path.

“Dad!”
Cecilia exclaimed, recognizing the man as Vitell Romanoff, her father, and the Duke of the Romanoff family. She immediately tried to rush toward him.

But—

*Thud!*

“…?!”

A thick arm from one of the knights blocked her way.

“What is the meaning of this?!”

Cecilia shouted, her voice trembling with both anger and confusion.

“I’m sorry, but no one is allowed to leave,” the knight replied, his tone unwavering.

Cecilia’s frustration boiled over, and she yelled toward her father, who was slowly approaching.

“Dad! Was this your order?!”

Vitell Romanoff said nothing, his expression unreadable as he continued walking toward her. Finally, he reached the spot where Cecilia and Rosen stood, his eyes briefly glancing at the knight who had blocked Cecilia.

Without a word, the knight quickly withdrew his arm, bowing respectfully.

Seeing this, Cecilia’s face flushed with anger.

“Dad, what is all of this—”

But before she could voice her complaint—

“Rosen.”

Vitell Romanoff spoke, his voice calm yet authoritative.

“…?”

“Dad?!”

Cecilia’s confusion deepened as her father addressed Rosen, not her.

Both Rosen and Cecilia looked equally shocked by his sudden focus on Rosen, but Vitell continued without pause.

“You haven’t forgotten the deal we made, have you?”
Vitell’s words were laced with an undercurrent of threat, causing Rosen’s face to harden immediately.

Lowering her head slightly, Rosen responded in a measured voice.

“…Yes, Your Grace.”

“R-Rosen? What are you doing?”

Cecilia’s voice was filled with confusion as she looked between her father and her best friend, trying to make sense of the situation.

Rosen turned to Cecilia with a strained smile.

“I’m sorry, Cecilia.”

“Huh…?”

Before Cecilia could react, Rosen suddenly struck her at the base of her neck.

*Thud!*

Cecilia’s eyes went wide with shock as her body slumped forward, unconscious before she even realized what had happened.

Rosen caught her limp body before she hit the ground and then looked up at Vitell Romanoff with cold, solemn eyes.

“The deal is still in place,” Rosen said.

“Good. Then I’ll leave it to you.”

Vitell Romanoff gave a small nod of approval before turning his gaze to his unconscious daughter and the other student council members in the distance. His expression remained indifferent as he turned to leave.

“Find Kamon Vade immediately,” he ordered, his voice echoing as he walked away.

As Vitell Romanoff moved further from the dormitory, the soldiers quickly closed ranks again, resealing the perimeter.

And with that—

“…”

“What… what did I just witness?”

“Rosen… Vice President Rosen knocked the President out!”

“And the Duke… he’s looking for Kamon? What did that guy do *this* time?!”

The remaining members of the student council could only stare in stunned silence, struggling to process the bizarre series of events they had just witnessed.

Then, suddenly—

*Crunch!*

The sound of gritted teeth echoed through the tense air.

*Tadak!*

“Chelsea?!”

Lois shouted in shock as Chelsea, who had been quietly observing the scene, suddenly launched herself into the air.

Moving with lightning speed, she attempted to break through the ranks of the soldiers and knights surrounding the dormitory.

“Stop her!”

“Quick! Don’t let her escape!”

“Be careful with your attacks! She’s an academy student—don’t injure her!”

Conflicting orders rang out as the soldiers scrambled in confusion.

*Tadadak!*

Chelsea, with incredible agility, vaulted over the perimeter, climbing swiftly onto the roof of the dormitory.

“She’s on the roof! Don’t let her get away!”

“Someone stop her already!”

The dormitory wasn’t a standalone building. It was part of a complex of interconnected structures, which played to Chelsea’s advantage.

*Tadadak!*

*Whoosh!*

Chelsea swiftly leaped from one rooftop to another, her movements as fast and graceful as a bird in flight.

“She’s too fast!”

“We’ve lost her!”

The soldiers, left behind in her wake, could only watch helplessly as Chelsea disappeared across the rooftops.

“She’s broken through. We’ve lost sight of her.”

“Damn it, chase after her! Don’t let her get away!”

Several groups of knights and soldiers immediately set off in pursuit, but Chelsea had already gained too much ground.

Amidst the chaos—

“Wait… where are President Cecilia and Vice President Rosen?”

“They… they’re gone.”

Both Cecilia Romanoff and Rosen Ravenia had vanished without a trace, leaving the remaining student council members even more bewildered.

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