There Is No Hidden Villain in This Novel Chapter 125

Anyway, seeing how passionate Professor Dohyeon was this time, he must have prepared something amazing. I wasn’t particularly surprised. It was thanks to the privilege of being a transmigrator, having memorized the contents of the book. In the story, the next episode is the school trip’s test of courage. Since I didn’t interfere there, it was obvious that things would flow according to the novel I read before transmigrating.

So I didn’t care at all when Professor Dohyeon walked past us and pulled the ear of a group of students who were being terribly unfocused.

But something terrible happened. Suddenly, Hae Yuna really, truly collapsed.

‘What the?’

I was just making a joke, but was it a prophecy? For real? Truly? Without even time to blink, I turned Hae Yuna’s head to secure her airway. No, unless the orange juice was poisoned, there would be no reason for her to collapse and foam at the mouth like that. And there was no way there was a problem with the orange juice the professors gave out.

…Oh, don’t tell me she fainted from the shock of actually having her alcohol confiscated by the professors?

‘No way, right? Can’t you just say it’s not true?’

However, the fainted Hae Yuna blurted out this nonsense as if speaking in tongues.

Fortunately, it seemed only Ryuseong and I heard this, but she was looking for it.

Just ‘that’ one thing.

“So, soju…”

“…”

In that moment, I accepted everything. Right. You’re a bigger maniac than I am. King of delinquency, acknowledged. You take the crown. And go cool your head a bit… got it?

I stared at Hae Yuna being carried away on a stretcher with a wistful feeling and scolded her in my mind.

‘That bastard Lee Hyang over there is about to cry because of you. Make him worry a little less!’

There aren’t many people who can give me the right to say such things…

Hae Yuna was a true champion among them.

Only I, Ryuseong, and the general spirit floating next to Shin Myohan were shaking our heads at Hae Yuna’s true nature…

Meanwhile, let’s think about it from the professors’ point of view. While trying to establish discipline, one of the cadets standing in line fainted, ‘for real’, while foaming at the mouth.

“Crap, is it because of me?!”

“Professor Dohyeon, in this A-plus’s view, that might truly be the case?!”

The faculty hurriedly called for the medical team, and naturally, the cadets left without supervision began to chat more freely.

The bustling atmosphere didn’t disappear even after the student was carried away on a medical magic carpet. It seemed everyone was bored and wanted to consume it as exciting gossip.

“Ugh, don’t tell me she’s possessed by a ghost? Come to think of it, there’s a shaman next to her…!”

Even with such whispers being heard, Shin Myohan was only worried about Hae Yuna.

Lee Hyang wanted to give a flick to the foreheads of the cadets spouting words worse than ghosts, but his expression changed drastically when Hae Yuna, who had been carried away on a stretcher, returned in less than a minute, somehow sipping orange juice.

From relief and joy, and after witnessing her orange juice, to anger.

“Hey! Hae Yuna!”

“Huh? Why? I’m fine now. Awesome, right! I drank a potion and came to my senses.”

Hae Yuna desperately acted fine, but there was no way she could fool her childhood friend who had been with her for more than half her life. On the contrary, it had the opposite effect of making the veins on Lee Hyang’s neck stand out.

“Hey, is that a potion to you?! Why on earth are you extorting from a teacher…!”

“Hic! How did you know?”

“The straw color changed! You only brought white straws, so what’s the answer?!”

Yikes. Hae Yuna covered the pink straw with her hand. Still, the fainting part was real. It was just that she, who couldn’t wake up even after drinking a potion, had opened her eyes at the sound of being given soju.

Not that the truth she had already seen would change because of that.

“How could a girl like you get alcohol from a professor…!”

Lee Hyang was about to shout at the top of his lungs in a voice full of lament, asking how she could even think of extorting alcohol from a professor, but it was drowned out by the preemptive roar from Professor Dohyeon.

“Listen up, you brats! From now on, we’re going to have a test of courage, and the test of courage will be held near the <Black Wilderness>!”

And so, the professors and Hae Yuna were able to keep their vow of secrecy, and the cadets, unable to even buckle their seatbelts, were completely turned upside down by information more vicious than a roller coaster.

The cadets screamed in horror.

“What do you mean! Professor!”

Because the <Black Wilderness> was the very starting point of the black fog that threatened the world, polluted nature, and transformed life into monsters.

In a word, the most evil and profane place. The wilderness of the most terrible monsters.

“Get a grip! Why are we going there! You called us little chicks…!”

“I’m still at a ripe age to die!”

“That’s right! We’re different from you old professors!”

“I’ll let everything else slide, but the bastard who called me old, step forward.”

“…”

For a moment, a certain cadet’s scream followed, but the grumbling protests continued.

“Even pro conquerors don’t go to the <Black Wilderness>, so how are we supposed to survive there? We’re rookies. What can we do there when we can’t even cast an anti-magic barrier? No way. I’m out.”

“Uh, s-still, won’t the teachers cast the anti-magic barrier for us? No matter what, everyone knows that humans have to breathe, right? Right?”

“Hey. Do you trust Area?”

“…”

No one could answer that person’s words.

They had been through too much so far.

Especially from the day Cassis de Millang disappeared for the raid, the difficulty of the already burdensome performance assessments had increased.

To the cadets of Area, this also seemed like an extension of the difficulty upgrade.

“It’s a test of courage! Hey, you all probably grew up hearing you were geniuses somewhere, right? You should try to do it properly when you do it once! Huh? This year is a jackpot. We even have the young master of de Millang! Huh? Cassis de Millang, I’m telling you, went on 38 monster colony raids and even hunted a historically notorious, worst-level named monster in a dungeon! You all should follow the young master’s example and grow up quickly! Isn’t that right? Huh? You’re in the same year! Right!”

“…”

Cassis de Millang, who was watching this, tilted his head.

In the eyes of Cassis de Millang, who was just mentioned, in other words ‘me’, Professor Dohyeon seems to have gone crazy.

No, why is he bringing up my name?

‘Comparisons only work when they’re done in moderation, sir…’

If Ryuseong’s words about giving everyone a chance are to be followed, I think the priority should be to protect the children so they can grow up without any major incidents that would require a chance in the first place.

I felt that for a place calling itself an academy, it was setting excessively unreasonable goals.

‘And it makes sense, since the object of comparison is Cassis de Millang.’

While Dohyeon continued to rattle off a story he seemed to have memorized from somewhere, I stood on my tiptoes to secretly tell Ryuseong my thoughts. Cassis de Millang is also tall at 181cm, but Ryuseong was somehow bigger in both build and height, so it was annoying to talk to him unless that guy had the sense to lower his head.

Still, it was worth talking to him. Ryuseong, who heard my whisper about the professor being crazy, wrinkled just one eye as if tickled, and then cleared his throat with reddened earlobes.

‘What’s this. He’s cute.’

As I giggled and looked up at him, Ryuseong leaned his body toward me as if to tell me to speak comfortably. No, was that not it? Ryuseong gets closer than a listening posture would require.

And by my ear, his breath…

“The parents’ power struggle must have had a significant influence on the speech.”

“Hic.”

“Keep your voice down. If you want to talk in secret.”

No, which crazy bastard speaks right into your ear. As it is, my heart pounds because the lower you drop your voice, the rougher the atmosphere gets somehow, this is cheating…

Fortunately, the short gasp I let out was well-묻혔다 by the fact that Dohyeon was still spouting nonsense. I pressed my lips together tightly so my heart wouldn’t leap out of my chest and even lowered my gaze.

Wow. So pure love is a good thing. To think it can make me tremble this much just by being aware of it. My heart feels like it’s being tickled, so I want to push this guy away quickly, but I don’t want to let him go. To others, it might just look like we’re secretly chatting, but to me, it’s so heart-poundingly suffocating.

‘Ah, I have to answer.’

For some reason, my throat felt tight, and I looked up at Ryuseong. I was trying to figure out what expression I was making from my reflection in your eyes, but suddenly Ryuseong covered his face with his hand and stepped back. Barely freed from the erotic feeling, I couldn’t tell if this was a good thing or an annoying thing. So I grabbed Ryuseong’s wrist and pulled it down.

I was determined to see what kind of expression Ryuseong, who did this kind of thing to me, was making. Of course, since Ryuseong was stronger than me, I couldn’t handle his wrist as I pleased. But whispering like this solved the problem.