Page 200 of The Villainess Whom I Had Served for 13 Years Has Fallen

Ruin sat on the bench, wiping the blood flowing from her burst lips.

“Damn it.”

She couldn’t shake off her depressed mood.

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There was no excuse to explain the result of the overwhelming defeat that she couldn’t do anything about.

Even if she took out her trump card.

Ruin, who thought that she wouldn’t be able to win even if she was in normal condition, sighed and wiped her face with the towel she had put on her head.

“F*ck.”

For some reason, she could hear other people’s voices well today.

-Surrender?

-It was all just a bubble?

-My older sister said that senior Ruin was super strong, but what is this.

-The pride of the Department of Magic? If that’s the pride of the Department of Magic, then I’m the pride of the academy.

The freshmen’s murmuring sounded good to her ears today. The sound of criticism directed at her seemed unusually loud.

She didn’t have the courage to start over.

If it were before, she would have just shaken it off, saying that if she went all the way, she would win, but now she didn’t have the energy to do that. She wanted to give up everything.

Ruin, sitting on the bench, hung her head with a dark face.

“I guess it was all my fault.”

“Hans’s incident, and not being able to recognize Yuriah... It was all my fault.”

My self-esteem has plummeted.

The wall of pride that I had built up like an iron fortress collapsed in an instant, and the self that was left inside seemed so pathetic and foolish.

I thought that I had looked down on others just for this, and I kept thinking that I had acted arrogantly with abilities that could be easily surpassed.

“Seriously, what am I?”

My empty self seemed worthless and stupid.

Unable to shake off his gloomy mood, Ruin raised his head with difficulty. He wondered if she, who might comfort him, was nearby.

– Are you hurt again!? I’m really going crazy because of you, Ruin!

– It’s okay, I won.

– What!? You can get hurt if you win?

– Why! Yuriah can heal me.

– Oh my... I told you my body is wearing out because of you and Mikhail!

– hahahaha!

Ruin lifted his head, thinking of the happy past. He wondered if Yuriah, who always comforted him, would come to him.

Ruin lifted his head with a complicated feeling, but unfortunately, Ruin’s expectations were not met.

“...”

Yuriah, who made eye contact with him, turned her head away.

‘Does she hate to even look at my face now...’

The empty space of Yuriah, who had always comforted him, was bigger than he thought. I thought it would be okay, and I thought I could make other friends, but when I came back after a bitter defeat, the empty space of her who used to comfort me with ‘Are you okay?’ was approaching me more than I thought.

I just wanted to be the best, but now there’s nothing left by my side.

Not even friends.

Talent.

Nor honor, nothing is left.

“Ha...”

Ruin, who let out a deep sigh, dropped his head to the floor and covered his head with a towel. He wanted to hide his depressed face from others, so he bowed his head even deeper.

About 3 minutes passed.

A small male student with a cold drink in his hand was walking in front of Ruin.

Ruin looked at the man with a hardened expression.

“Why are you here? Did you come here to brag about your victory?”

“I came because I was worried about you.”

“...Unlucky bastard.”

Slow-witted boy.

Why did he come to listen to something like that when he was being insulted like that? Ruin laughed in vain, looking at Mikhail’s face, who was smiling without realizing it.

“Moron.”

He was a hateful but not detestable guy.

Even though he acted like that without realizing it, it was all for his own good. Knowing Mikhail’s heart, who would speak up even though he knew he would hear bad things, Ruin endured his bitter feelings and accepted the drink Mikhail handed him.

Ruin spoke without looking at Mikhail, who was sitting next to him.

“He was incredibly strong. You.”

“No, there are so many people stronger than me.”

“Unlucky bastard.”

Ruin said in a depressed voice.

“Was it that bad?”

“What was?”

“My magic.”

“...Huh?”

“Damn it.”

Luin smiled, suppressing his bitterness. Still, it seemed to give him strength that his friend was there beside him.

Thanks to Michael, it seemed the rumor wouldn’t spread much. It seemed a rumor that he was a bubble, or that the Magic Tower was bad, would spread somewhat weakly.

Luin hid his embarrassment and spoke quietly to Michael.

“Thanks.”

“What for?”

“Just shut up and accept it, damn it.”

“...”

Had his high spirits gradually settled down? Michael cautiously asked Luin a sensitive question.

“Magic... Are you going to quit now?”

“...”

“Isn’t it a pity to end it like this? Think of it as starting over...”

Luin threw the empty water bottle on the floor, sighing at Michael’s nagging.

“I can’t quit. There are many people expecting it... Even if I wanted to quit, I can’t.”

At Luin’s words, Michael nodded with a small smile.

As time passed and his breathing gradually returned, Luin’s narrowed field of vision began to widen.

Now it was time [N O V E L I G H T] to watch the juniors’ matches. Since there was plenty of time left until Michael’s next match, they could relax together.

Luin raised his head, shaking his sweat-soaked hair.

“What, is that guy next?”

Michael looked at the opponent Luin was pointing at and answered in a low voice.

“Yeah... That’s right.”

“What the hell, why do you look so bad? I should be the one with that expression, damn it.”

“...”

“Are you like that because you lost the rematch last year? Bear with it, you can’t have a rematch since you’re a third-year.”

Luin said, patting Michael on the shoulder.

“You’re not going to win anyway.”

“...No, I’m not.”

“What?”

Luin raised his head and looked at the female student who was stretching her wrists under the stadium.

“You can’t win?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Damn it. How does this academy even operate...”

The opponent Luin was pointing at.

Hystania Hannah.

The genius of the Swordsmanship Department who had not missed first place in the academy rankings last year was stretching with an indifferent expression.

Luin looked at Hannah with a bitter smile.

“Damn b*tch.”

Ever since Hannah started hanging out with Ricardo, their senior-junior relationship had taken a drastic turn for the worse. Ruin despised her.

-Hey, stop hanging out with that bastard.

-Don’t worry about it.

-Don’t worry about it? Just because he’s your junior, you’re letting him walk all over you...

-Let’s go to the arena. I’ll kill you. And if you call him a bastard one more time, I’ll sew your mouth

The sound of weapons clashing loudly began to pierce the silence of Ruin’s thoughts. The sound of swords and magic colliding. The sound of huge friction and fire magic clashing.

Ruin looked up at the stadium, holding onto his mind, which felt like it was about to fly away.

“Die!”

Hobbes’ malicious scream echoed through the stadium, but nothing could be seen. Only the figures of two people moving quickly could be seen through the thick cloud of dust rising up.

“Michael!”

“What?”

“Go up and stop it.”

“What are you talking about?”

At Ruin’s words, Michael said with a bewildered expression that even if he hated Hannah, he shouldn’t interfere with the game.

Ruin, who didn’t think it was a situation to worry about such trivial things, grabbed Michael’s bewildered hand and shouted again.

“Stop it! That bastard is a black magician.”

“What did you just say...!”

Before Michael could finish speaking, a loud noise like ‘Kwang!’ rang out from the stadium along with a great vibration.

A vibration that could be felt in the auditorium.

The moment he thought he had to stop it himself and went up to the stadium.

-Keuk...!

Along with someone’s scream, the figure of a person was falling out of the cloud of dust.

Ruin clenched his fists and thought of the worst.

He thought he had to tell the truth even if he was blamed by everyone. People would think Hannah was fatally injured in the game. He thought he had to reveal the truth.

Ruin clenched his fists and swallowed hard at the figure of the person falling out of the cloud of dust.

‘Damn...!’

Ruin was sure that the falling figure was Hannah. No matter how talented the swordsmanship department was, he didn’t think he would be able to withstand an attack that would spread such a vibration.

-Thud...!

The moment the figure of the person falling while holding their breath hit the floor. Ruin made a foolish expression and let out a dumbfounded voice.

“What the. Why are you falling...”

The person who fell to the floor was not Hannah.

A male student with his wrist cut off and trembling in fear, no, Hobbes was looking up at the stadium with his shoulders trembling.

“Crazy... monster...”

Hobbes had tried to inflict a fatal blow on Hannah. Because he had tasted a bitter defeat in the last ranking match.

In order to pay for the shame of being knocked down by him in 1 second without any consideration, he had prepared while touching a place he shouldn’t have touched.

-Kill me.

-What...?

-I gave you power, so don’t you have to pay me back?

-I don’t hate you that much.

-Hate? Then I guess I’ll take it back.

He used magic with the intention of killing, but he collapsed without being able to use any power.

Hobbes couldn’t come to his senses at Hannah’s sword. The look in her eyes as she swung her sword, aiming for his hand until the end, was so scary.

“She’s a monster... How can I beat that...”

He was too scared to get up.

Ruin frowned at the lingering scent of terrible black magic emanating from Hobbes’ hand.

“She’s not crazy...”

And he let out a hollow laugh as he looked at Hannah, who was looking at Hobbs, who had fallen under the stadium, with cold eyes.

“She’s a real monster.”

The moment Ruin let out a sigh of relief thinking that things had ended safely.

-BAM!

A loud noise started coming from the audience seats.

The sound from the place where the executive members had rushed to at Sharcia’s gesture.

Along with a cloud of thick dust, the sight of a figure and several students fighting could be seen.

And.

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-Ugh, annoying.

At the woman’s small gesture, a thick smell of blood began to flow out from the cloud of dust.

In a split second that was too fast to blink.

A figure could be seen falling powerlessly towards the stadium from between the clouds of dust.

“What the.”

A female student fell to the stadium floor with a ‘thud.’ Screams of students could be heard from the audience seats that had turned into a pandemonium.

Ruin looked at the female student vomiting blood in a trembling voice and said.

“The student council president...?”

Sharcia, vomiting blood, said in a trembling voice.

“Run away...”

“What?”

“Tell everyone to run away!”

Dark clouds began to hang over the round stadium.

Thick dark clouds that would cover everyone started to cover the stadium floor where the ranking battles were taking place.

As Ruin looked up at the darkening sky, the figure of a woman slowly descending towards him caught his eye.

The woman was walking towards Ruin with a small smile. She was approaching slowly, neither fast nor slow, while looking at Mikhail, Sharcia, and Hannah.

Mikhail said in a trembling voice.

“Professor?”

“Yes~ Mikhail, my student.”

Shuriea said with a smile.

“I didn’t think I’d get caught this quickly.”

She looked at everyone and opened her mouth with a bright smile.

“I think it would be better to kill everyone since it’s come to this?”

It was pure malice.

Malice he had never felt before.

Ruin thought to himself.

He wanted to run away.

*

Same time.

Hans was looking at me and fidgeting.

“Do you think the students will be able to defeat the Archbishop?”

I replied as I put down my teacup.

I didn’t want to answer Hans, who was asking an obvious question, but I thought he would keep asking if I didn’t give him a definite answer.

“Of course, I can’t win.”

“What...?”

“How can I win? He’s a Great Bishop, and to be honest, even you would have a hard time handling a Great Bishop all by yourself.”

“It’s strange to win.”

Hans looked at me, who was speaking calmly, and asked what I was thinking by doing this.

“Shouldn’t I go too?”

“Why would you? You used to be a Great Bishop. And if you go to the capital, you’ll definitely be caught by the Imperial Army.”

“...”

After being with the kind me, he seemed to have become kind himself. As expected, it’s a problem if people are too kind.

I smiled slightly and said to Hans.

“It’s okay to leave it alone. My disciple is there.”

“Your disciple?”

“Yes.”

I smiled and cheered for my disciple’s growth. I thought of my disciple, who wouldn’t be able to win, but would be able to buy enough time.

“He’s incredibly strong.”

I smiled.

*

-Clang...!

Hannah swung her sword without any hesitation.

The target was Professor Shuria’s neck.

She wanted to make a public achievement and fulfill her wish.