Fated to Be Loved by Villains Chapter 132

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“…”
 
“…”
 
 
People who are struggling can recognize each other just by looking at their faces.
 
This is what I always think of every time I see Atalanta.
 
 
“Let’s make a bet.”
 
 
Atalanta, who looked as haggard as ever, uttered such a sentence in a subdued voice.
 
 
“A bet?”
 
“Which of us brought worse news.”
 
“…”
 
 
That’s a good bet.
 
Considering that I was called by this person as soon as I returned to El Fante, there is a strong possibility that this person also brought some really bad news.
 
 
“…The Grand Assassin is now in Elfante.”
 
 
Let me bring out the bad news first.
 
In fact, as you can see from Atalanta’s eyes widening upon hearing this, it is not good news for anyone to hear.
 
 
“…Aren’t you the type of person who costs a national budget every time you hire someone?”
 
 
what.
 
It is correct if there are two Grand Assassins on the entire continent, and besides Seras, the other one is [Hesed], the leader of the ‘Wanderers’.
 
Unlike Seras, who is completely exclusive to the Emperor, she is a freelancer who can be hired by anyone.
 
 
“From what you’re saying, it seems like he infiltrated the Academy for something related to you. I need to take some action related to-”
 
“…No, leave it alone.”
 
“yes?”
 
“It’s more dangerous to touch it hastily.”
 
 
You wouldn’t know it if you hadn’t met me before.
 
If the pieces of the purple demon have begun to awaken due to my influence, then that is indeed the case.
 
purple devil. Commonly known as the devil of ‘obedience’.
 
Of all the rulers of Pandemonium, he is the most, what should I say?
 
He’s a strange guy.
 
 
“…I will handle it appropriately.”
 
 
It is no exaggeration to say that it is the least dangerous among demons if you know how to deal with it well.
 
If the devils are controlling my ‘occupancy’ like they are now, things could definitely go crazy because of them. There’s no reason to touch it.
 
It would be better to keep it around me and control it moderately.
 
in other words.
 
The task given to me now is.
 
1. We have to appease Elnor, Yuria, and Lucien in turn.
 
2. While working on awakening Feinol’s emotions.
 
3. It means that you always have to carry a bomb called Grand Assassin on your back.
 
 
“…”
 
 
It’s worth doing… it’s not worth it.
 
I haven’t even started Chapter 4 yet, so is there this much I need to do before that?
 
 
“…ha…”
 
 
Still, I guess I should do it.
 
Was there anything worth doing among the things I’ve done so far?
 
As I was sighing and thinking this, Atalanta looked at me with pitiful eyes.
 
 
“You look exhausted, you.”
 
“is that so?”
 
“yes. Honestly, I’m a little worried. “I thought that if I kept pushing it like that, something really big would happen at some point.”
 
“…”
 
 
well.
 
 
“…But I don’t think I’ll be able to rest for a while.”
 
 
The Precursor definitely tried to ‘kill’ Elnor. He tried to do this by throwing out a chapter boss-level inverted tsunami as bait and even tying up my feet.
 
It was a route that never existed in the original game.
 
First of all, the pioneer in the original work wasn’t even a woman.
 
He was just an ordinary fanatic who blindly believed in anything related to the devil.
 
But the way he is acting now is like.
 
It’s not that they’re ‘worshipers’ of the devil, but it feels like they’re trying to ‘erase’ all of them.
 
 
“…”
 
 
It shouldn’t be like that.
 
It’s not for nothing that I used the Seal of Fallen Heaven to change my race. At least the people around me shouldn’t get hurt because of him.
 
therefore.
 
I’m serious when I say that I won’t be taking it easy for a while just to stop this guy.
 
 
“…Let’s listen to the interim progress report first.”
 
 
As I was thinking about that, Atalanta said those words with a sigh.
 
 
“How are you doing with your dishes lately?”
 
“It’s going smoothly.”
 
[…favorably?]
 
“…”
 
[Wasn’t it split in half a while ago?]
 
 
Inside the Soul Linker, Caliban made an astonishment in his voice, but once he was still breathing, things would go smoothly.
 
It’s true that I’m making a good save at this level because I’m entangled with a devil unit…!
 
And, above all.
 
 
‘Caliban.’
 
[ok?]
 
‘We may see even worse situations in the future.’
 
[…]
 
 
Silence returned, questioning what could be worse than a person being cut in half, but this was sincere.
 
First of all, the text written here is like that, right?
 
 
< System Message >
 
[ Events related to target ‘Yuria’s ‘second piece’ will be released soon! ]
 
“…”
 
 
As for the second piece related to the White Devil… I don’t know.
 
At least I hope it doesn’t overlap during the main quest.
 
Thinking like that, I fiddle with the mask in my arms that I carry with me at all times.
 
This is my lifeline. If you show your ‘bare face’ in front of him even once, it’s really over.
 
 
[I’ll see your face soon…]
 
“…”
 
[No, isn’t it? There is nothing that you said that didn’t happen-]
 
 
The amulet is completely separated from the arm.
 
It’s much better to just shut up for a moment than to keep hearing ominous sounds.
 
 
“…I’m glad if everything goes smoothly.”
 
 
Atalanta sighed and answered.
 
 
“At least I wouldn’t have been able to handle it if it was added to the bad news I brought.”
 
“…”
 
 
Oh right.
 
We were making a bet.
In addition to the three tasks I mentioned above, it was clear that there was one more piece of bad news.
 
 
“First of all… you committed a splendid act even in the furnace of struggle. “I had no idea that your name would be mentioned in matters related to the replacement of the warchief.”
 
“…what a disaster it was.”
 
 
First of all, let me get that out of the way.
 
Since Atalanta is almost entirely in charge of taking care of the things I do, this person would have acted as a breakwater to prevent me from getting caught up in the troublesome political maneuvers and administrative storms this time.
 
Of course, I did all the work, but this time I had the external shield of Kasa, so it wouldn’t have been that difficult to handle.
 
 
“The work itself was not that difficult. “You planned it out cleverly.”
 
 
Yeah, check that out.
 
 
“But because of this incident, the imperial family has started to take an interest in you in earnest, Daoud.”
 
“…”
 
 
As soon as I heard what Atalanta said out loud, my expression hardened.
 
imperial family.
 
The guys holding Duke Tristan’s leash. Among the three hegemonies, they have an unusually closed nature, so unless they are branching out in a scenario, you don’t really get to see them.
 
The shady and insidious tendencies are also considerable. Depending on the user, there are often people who place themselves at the top of the Beopwang line.
 
To be exact, just one person is more problematic than the entire ‘royal family’.
 
 
“…The Prime Minister was even interested in me?”
 
“It’s not like that.”
 
“That’s a good thing. “If it were you, not your Majesty, I would have truly wanted to die.”
 
 
Atalanta looked at me with wide eyes.
 
 
“Do you even know the power structure within the imperial palace?”
 
 
You know that the Prime Minister is a truly ridiculous level of human trash.
 
In the original scenario, it was because of him that Gideon died, and because of him, Elnor’s corruption level hit the ceiling.
 
 
“…roughly.”
 
“Then it will be easier to explain.”
 
 
Atalanta rubbed her eyes and sighed.
 
 
“You know that there will be a comprehensive competency evaluation shortly, right?”
 
 
Oh, that’s right.
 
It is an event that cannot be missed when it comes to the Academy. So to speak, a regular examination.
 
If the midterm exam was all about putting students in one place and playing battle royale, the comprehensive competency evaluation feels like a total settlement that takes place at the end of the year.
We evaluate all aspects comprehensively, regardless of field, including written and practical skills.
 
 
“It is said that His Majesty the Emperor will come to visit in person this time.”
 
“…”
 
“Under the circumstances, I am coming to make direct contact with ‘you’.”
 
 
what?
 
At those words, my expression suddenly becomes blank.
 
No, of course, the Warchief, who was the head of state even in the furnace of struggle, came to the academy in person.
 
‘Warchief’ and ‘Emperor’ have different levels of weight.
 
It is natural that the weight of the position of Madam Face, which can change hands in just a month, and the weight of a person who wields absolute power from birth to death are different.
 
To put it bluntly:
 
If the warchief tells you to prepare to conquer the entire continent, you will be beaten and kicked by the other chieftains in an instant.
 
If the emperor were to issue the same command, the entire empire would enter a state of war with just one word.
 
The difference is that big.
 
But, that kind of person.
 
Are you coming by just to see me?
 
 
“…”
 
 
Quiet your thoughts without saying a word.
 
Considering the importance of the imperial family, especially the emperor, there is a very high possibility that this is related to the main scenario.
 
It means that you can’t greet it in vain.
 
 
“…the problem is.”
 
 
Atalanta sighed and said.
 
 
“…To have an audience with His Majesty, it is normal to show appropriate ‘qualifications’. Failure to meet these requirements constitutes lese majeste in itself.”
 
“…”
 
 
If it’s an act of lese majeste, especially if it’s done against the emperor.
 
That is a serious crime that can lead to imprisonment.
 
It’s ridiculous, but the empire treats the emperor’s power so seriously. In fact, he’s treated like a living demigod.
 
Of course, that would only happen if you interpret it particularly maliciously.
 
the problem is.
 
 
“If an audience is held because His Majesty has personally nominated you, but you do not meet the qualifications, those around you will have cause to criticize you.”
Atalanta continued speaking with a gloomy expression.
“And if such a cause arises, you may run into the Prime Minister you mentioned. He is a vehement opponent of the Emperor. I am afraid he may have animosity towards you just because he is interested in you.”
“…”
okay.
The problem is that there is one person who is obsessed with the possibility of maliciously using such provisions.
“At the very least, you must prove that you are a great human being who has no shortcomings when facing His Majesty.”
 
“Then is there anything for me to worry about?”
 
 
I hate to say this, but I am a person who has achieved countless unbelievable achievements at the student level.
 
It wouldn’t be difficult to prove your qualifications by submitting just a few.
 
However, Atalanta looked at me with a gloomy expression.
 
 
“I’m not worried about that either. However, shouldn’t there at least be no ‘flaws’?”
 
“…Then there are other areas to worry about?”
 
“What is your grade?”
 
“…”
 
 
ah.
 
 
“…It seems like there are almost no subjects that meet the number of class days.”
 
“…”
 
 
No, it can’t be helped.
 
All I could do was run around here and there, struggling for my life the whole time. Where do I have time to study?
 
 
“I know you’re busy, Daoud. So I’m trying to cover it up as much as I can. “I can’t turn a blind eye to Aung unless the opponent is the emperor.”
 
“…”
 
“…You have to study.”
 
 
Atalanta spoke in an earnest voice.
 
 
“You will at least have to get a perfect score in all subjects in the upcoming competency evaluation to make up for it.”
 
“…”
 
 
hmm.
 
He received perfect scores in all subjects in Elfante’s exam, where bright students from all over the empire gather.
 
I have never even taken a proper class.
 
 
“…How long is left before the exam, President?”
 
“There’s about a week left.”
 
“…”
 
 
hmm.
 
Hmmmm.
 
 

 
 
In the end, all situations point to one thing.
 
need a teacher
 
A teacher who teaches studying really well.
 
And, from my perspective as a student in the Department of Divinity, the person I need to seduce first is the saint. Shouldn’t we start with the subjects with the highest points?
 
There was already business there due to an event related to Paynol, but the priority level has skyrocketed.
 
so.
 
I came here to quickly find a way to ‘appease’ him.
 
 
“So, you are that guy?”
 
 
Professor Vulkan of the Production Department is a man who boasts a strong and muscular body that makes it hard to believe that he is of his age.
 
As you watch the anvil, the hammer, and the figure wriggling so vividly in the light of the furnace, you immediately forget that this person has reached an elderly age.
 
 
“…Nice to meet you, Professor Vulkan.”
 
“it’s okay. “Is there any need for formality between you and me?”
 
 
And to match that appearance, an arrogant voice immediately came out.
 
The answer of this person who pays little attention to formalities –
 
 
“If you’re so polite, I can’t say anything harsh to you.”
 
“…”
 
“Tell me, kid. What kind of item did you come to ask me to make this time? Are you already wondering how many days you will have to keep vigil?”
 
“…”
 
 
The person is so hot, I like it.
 
Thinking like that, I look at Professor Vulkan, who is smiling with his mouth but with a deathly glow in his eyes.
 
Even though he doesn’t appear to be a cooperative person, there is a reason why he came to see this person.
 
This is the person who created the bomb used to blow up the Purifier, for which Persi, the Dean of the Department of Magic, created the blueprint. This person is also the one who improved the Ultrimar I have.
 
Even if he is not as good as Sephira, the all-purpose crafting tool that was in the furnace of struggle, it is clear that he is a top-notch craftsman with great skills.
 
Lack of workmanship does not mean that the quality of the product is poor; it simply means that the speed is a little lacking.
 
I was told that I stayed up all night every time I handed over a request to make an item.
 
 
“…”
 
 
In that respect.
 
This person is the only person who can make something so maniacal that I am asking for it now, while boasting a quality that is comparable to the items made by Sephira.
 
 
“…I’m here to give you a request that may be a bit surprising.”
 
“Well, I never said that. “What is it? Please feel free to tell me.”
 
 
Professor Vulkan said those words as he put his hammer in a corner.
“…”
well.
If I said it casually, I think they would get angry.
I’m sure they’ll get angry if I say it anyway, so I just proceed as is.
Take out the ingredients and put them out.
 
These are the things I gained while fighting the tsunami that overturned me in the furnace of struggle. Body components of the demonic rulers used to reconstruct Kasa’s limbs.
 
It’s practically a comprehensive gift set.
 
Additionally, he takes out the star iron used to make Yuria’s circlet.
 
In fact, something special caught Vulkan’s eyes as he scanned the ingredients.
 
 
“…You’re talented too. “Where did you get all this?”
 
“…”
 
 
Although I feel like my image has temporarily improved a bit.
 
Considering the subsequent actions, it is questionable how long it will last.
 
 
“Use this…”
 
 
He made up his mind and presented the ‘blueprint’ to Vulkan.
 
 
“…I want you to make this.”
 
 
Vulkan, who had received the blueprint, examined it closely.
 
Then, he immediately looks at me with cold eyes.
 
 
“…”
 
 
It was an expected reaction.
 
 
“…So, Dowd Campbell.”
 
 
Professor Vulkan said those words in a stern voice.
 
 
“Didn’t I say it was an interesting request?”
 
“…yes.”
 
“What part of the request to make a really strong ‘leash’ is so surprising?”
 
“…I need two.”
 
“Who asked the number, you bastard? Have you come to ask a senior professor in the production department to make pet supplies? “You even bring these ingredients?”
 
 
To the half-disdainful gaze, I try to answer with a smile.
 
 
“…It’s not a pet product.”
 
“what?”
 
“I’m going to fill it up with people.”
 
“…”
 
“For two people.”
 
“…”
 
“Isn’t it fascinating?”
 
 
It was fascinating.
 
Because I was able to find out from Professor Vulkan’s gaze looking at me right now that a person can verbally abuse just by using their eyes.
 
 

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