Villain's Survival: SSS Class Infinite Copy Eyes

Chapter 12: Infinite Eyes—Open.



While Licht also stepped forward and grabbed a training sword, his demeanour barely changed.

Internally, however, he was already sighing.

He was really backed into a corner this time.

His performance during the entrance ceremony had bought him some time, just enough to dodge suspicion. But it had only delayed the inevitable.

And now, just like the original Licht, this duel would expose his fraud-like performance for what it truly was.

Charlotte and Licht stood a few paces apart, and suddenly she did something, Charlotte did something Licht never could have imagined...

She... she smiled...

It was breathtaking.

It was a smile so radiant and stunning that the other cadets who were watching forgot to even breathe.

Hell! Under different circumstances, Licht would've found it mesmerising too.

But Licht knew better.

That beautiful smile he was seeing wasn't born from joy or excitement. Instead, it was the grin of a predator who'd cornered her prey!

Charlotte was smiling because, to her, this duel wasn't a game.

It was her final chance to kill Licht!

Charlotte said no words and just drew her sword.

Instantly, a suffocating, murderous intent flooded the arena.

The air itself seemed to grow heavier, making it feel like you had suddenly been swept up and locked away in a blood-soaked chamber.

Just looking at the crazy air around Charlotte would make anyone subconsciously uncomfortable. and

Several students nearby could feel countless goosebumps pop up all over her skin, and they stiffened up.

But no matter how bad the students felt, it couldn't hold a candle to what Licht, who had all this murderous intent directed at him, was experiencing.

As a normal civilian from Earth, it wouldn't be surprising if Licht pissed himself from fear

Ding!

The trait 「A Valtier's Pride (S)」has been activated

His Trait, 「A Valtier's Pride (S)」, pulsed quietly in his chest, stabilising his posture and helping him keep control.

As a result of this, Licht stood there motionless. His blank blank made almost seem as if all of what was happening had nothing to do with him, and it only made Charlotte grow more insane

Charlotte's smile only grew more vicious as her voice sliced through the silence like a blade.

"Licht… you have no idea how many times I've imagined this day. How often I've dreamed of it."

Each word that came out of her mouth was trembling with rage, but Licht still didn't bother to move.

He didn't speak or blink. Hell, He didn't even reach for his weapon.

To the crowd, such actions couldn't be anything other than pure and arrogant disdain.

"Is he mocking her?"

"Even for a Valtier, this is a bit…."

The crowd was both awed and sceptical about Licht's confidence

But their murmurs only managed to stoke Charlotte's fury until her expression warped into something feral, and then she snapped.

"Kekeke… Even now. Even now you're still the same!"

The maddening aura pouring out from Charlotte's body was so bad that it made the entire crowd retreat in horror!

It was as if what was standing in front of them wasn't even a human anymore

Charlotte raised her sword, gripping it so hard her hands bled

'You haven't changed. Not even a little… not since that day everything fell apart ."

Despite the years passing, Charlotte still remembered everything vividly. How could she not?

Whether she wanted to or not, that memory had burned itself into her mind, etched there by rage and betrayal.

Licht had walked in without a word, cold as ice, a group of silent men trailing behind him. He'd tossed a stack of documents onto the table like they meant nothing.

And on his lips? That same look of disdain he wore now.

The documents contained False allegations and lies so damning they would've destroyed her parents' careers.

And what had they done to deserve it?

Simple, really:

Her brother's talent had shone too brightly.

That day, Licht had used them as leverage.

He threatened them and forced her brother to kneel… and cripple himself.

Not once did her brother place blame.

Not on her. Not on their parents.

Instead of hating or resenting them for being the weakness Licht had used against them, he begged, over and over again, for Licht to show them mercy.

She had watched it all.

Powerless and Furious.

"You never take anything seriously," she hissed.

"To you, it's all just a game."

Her voice trembled now, thick with grief and rage.

"Fine then, go play your games in hell!"

Charlotte lunged forward, sparks of blue lightning crackling at her feet as she called out the name of the sword technique her brother had once taught her:

『 Valemont Sword — Rushing Thunder God! (A) 』

Licht could only watch wide-eyed as the sword crashed towards his body. He quickly dropped the nonchalant act and instinctively channelled the mana inside of his body as a last-minute defence

But how could Licht's half-hearted defence stand up to Charlotte's hate-fuelled attack?

-boom!

Charlotte's sword tore through Licht's mana guard like a hot knife through butter, crashing into Licht's chest without mercy and sending him flying.

With a flash of blue lightning, it all happened so fast that barely anyone could even react

Not the cadets

Not Licht

Not even Charlotte herself

Silence soon hung in the air

That… that was it?

The famous Licht. The one who had talked so much smack. He was easily defeated was ended in just one strike!

Undercurrents and strange thoughts were begiigng ot bumble among the onlookers, but this didn't matter to Licht

His mind was buzzing.

Where am I…?

Oh, right... This stupid fucking duel again.

Every part of his body ached, and from the fishy taste in his mouth, he knew he was only moments away from coughing up blood.

Fuck! What did I even do to deserve this?

He wasn't the original Licht. He hadn't committed a single sin, not once. And yet, despite this, everywhere he went, there were people who hated him. People who wanted him dead.

They didn't speak or reason.

Instead, from the moment they saw him, they were always ready to take his life at the slightest opportunity

Licht finally realised just how naive he had been.

Peace? Freedom? Choice?

When had those words ever meant anything for the weak?

If he truly wanted peace in this world, then he couldn't afford to care about right or wrong.

Morality was a luxury — one reserved for people who never had to fight just to exist.

"You forced me to do this."

Licht closed his eyes and activated the only skill that could save him in this moment:

「Infinite Copy Eyes – Lv. 1 (SSS)」

Infinite Eyes—Open.

In that instant, something in the room shifted.

The very air seemed to tremble as an entire sea of mana rushed toward Licht like a wild rising tide.


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