A Third-Rate Villain’s Sweet Life Exploiting Academy Bugs – Chapter 33

Due to my affinity with wind spirits for the Wind Archery contract, I could only perceive spirits of the wind element.

For some reason,

it seemed both the King of Water Spirits and the King of Wind Spirits had appeared together…

What a nonsensical turn of events…

Anyway, Ariel continued to question me.

[I have personally summoned you.]

“?”

Why? It seemed he had business with me.

Indeed… there was no way Yeriel’s elemental magic could have summoned a Spirit King from the Black Dormitory.

He gazed down at the bottom of the lake, his expression tinged with sadness.

[I came to check on Naiad’s child, who has been harmed.]

Wait, Naiad was the King of Water Spirits…

And by child… he couldn’t possibly be referring to the Water Dragon, could he?

Come to think of it, each monster had an elemental attribute.

And there was a lore tidbit that the Water Dragon was once Naiad’s pet…

This didn’t feel good at all.

[I ask you this: are you involved?]

“…”

I had no words, even with ten mouths.

It was I who had prevented the Water Dragon’s resurrection and absorbed its orb…

I wasn’t just involved; I was the culprit.

Whoosh…

Boom! Boom!

When I remained silent, the lake water churned violently, slamming against Ariel’s wind barrier.

He already knew…

[Answer me.]

The wind intensified, and the once tranquil lake water raged, releasing its power.

-Whoooooosh!!

-Boom! Boom! Boom!!!

Think.

Making enemies of two Spirit Kings.

And engaging them in a fight.

Well, if this were the game, the answer would be to alt+F4.

But this was reality.

‘Damn it…’

There was no choice.

I had to try talking my way out.

“I too…”

I took a step closer to them.

-…!

And with an expression that showed I had nothing, absolutely nothing to lose, I blurted out,

“I’m a victim too, dammit!”

Forget about basic courtesy.

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Late at night,

in Selena’s room at Yegudi Green Dormitory,

she abruptly woke from a dream, despite being exhausted from training Lev Denec.

The dream was vivid.

The elven forest where she had lived since childhood.

Fireflies, the rustling of leaves, the sound of a flowing stream.

It felt as if she had just been there.

Fragments of her remaining happy memories

intermingled and tickled her heart.

Then, his face, Lev Denec, appeared out of nowhere.

And she woke up.

“Gasp… gasp…?”

At that moment… the wind spirit she had longed for…

entered her embrace.

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“I said I’m a victim.”

-…?

The boy with gray hair and black eyes standing before them spoke casually, cursing and dropping all formalities.
He strongly emanated the aura of Posedaros, the Water Dragon.

He was undoubtedly the perpetrator…

[What kind of ridiculous nonsense…!]

Naiad, a breathtakingly beautiful woman radiating a vibrant blue light, shrieked.

Of course, Lev couldn’t hear her.

From the moment she laid eyes on him, she found him repulsive and had been unleashing various threats,

but for some reason, he seemed only able to see Ariel, the Wind Spirit King.

While Ariel tried to calm Naiad, the boy continued his explanation.

“Ha… Posedaros was already dead, and the Nagas who sided with the demons were trying to resurrect him. The orb was already tainted with demonic magic.”

The fact that Posedaros had passed away

was something Naiad was aware of.

That’s why she had come to retrieve the orb.

Tainted with demonic magic, she had said.

Both Ariel and Naiad, preoccupied with other matters, hadn’t been able to verify this claim.

“If they had succeeded, what would have happened to the humans studying here? Are they not lives? Are you saying the spirits don’t care if humans are harmed by the demons, as long as they remain neutral? Anyway, I had no choice but to take matters into my own hands.”

He continued,

“And even if it were resurrected, it would just be used as a pawn by the demons. That would be worse than being dead. You wouldn’t want that, would you? Instead of being grateful to me for giving it an honorable death…”

[How dare you…! Such insolence! Don’t you dare utter Posedaros’s… name…!]

Naiad, enraged, whipped up a wave of water, but the boy’s expression and attitude remained defiant.

-…

Ariel, the calmest of the Spirit Kings, pondered for a moment before countering with a few facts.

[However, Posedaros’s orb resides within you, as a blessing. What do you have to say about that?]

[-Are you not sullying the Water Dragon’s honor by yielding to your selfish desire for power?]

“That…”

The boy seemed even more frustrated by this accusation.

“That’s even more ridiculous!”

-What?

“What do you think happens when a human is exposed to demonic magic?”

It was a simple question for the Spirit Kings.

“You spirits might be unaffected, but it causes serious problems for us mortals.”

It was indeed strange. If he had absorbed the orb tainted with demonic magic, his body should have shown some adverse effects…

[Ariel! Don’t listen to him! It’s a lie! There’s no way Posedaros would have been corrupted… It’s just human deception!]

As if acknowledging Naiad, Lev calmly asked,

“Look at my face. Do you have anything else to say?”

[It’s just… repulsive… I don’t even want to look at you.]

Naiad meant it literally.

Even Ariel sensed that there was something about the boy’s face that made it difficult to feel any sympathy for him.

It wasn’t just his disrespectful and flippant attitude; it felt as if some unseen force was at play.

Neither Spirit King could have known that it was due to Lev Denec’s [Villain] trait.

“Thanks to your negligence, I’ve been cursed. Don’t you feel even a little bit sorry?”

Naiad seemed speechless.

Interfering with a being who wasn’t a spirit summoner or an elf, someone without a specialized affinity for spirits, was a grave matter according to the laws of nature.

If what this boy said was true, and this unknown curse was indeed caused by the Water Dragon… then the Spirit Kings were now responsible for this single human.

Seizing the moment of chaos, Lev made his proposition.
“If you’re so suspicious, just take it. That Water Dragon’s power or whatever.”

[Do you think it’s that simple…?]

[Naiad, wait.]

“I know. You can’t use magic on a human who hasn’t formed a contract with you.”

Then, he added magnanimously,

“So, I’m offering you a special deal. Let’s form a contract.”

[This little…!]

-…

This boy, who was neither a spirit summoner nor an elf, was the first being to propose a contract to them. It was unprecedented for both Spirit Kings.

My proposition was simple.

Once I formed a contract with Ariel through Wind Archery, we would be able to influence each other’s bodies.

And this was exactly what Naiad, the King of Water Spirits, desired.

With this, they could probably reconstruct the Water Dragon’s orb.

Of course, it was a little disappointing to give up a high-level skill that I had worked so hard to obtain,

but this was a chance to get rid of the Villain trait and form a contract with a Spirit King.

Even the Sylph’s Wind Archery was overpowered, forcing players to choose elf archers.

Just how powerful would a Spirit King level Wind Archery be? I could only imagine.

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A few seconds later,

Ariel closed his eyes, seemingly pondering for a moment. Then, he slowly opened them.

And, surprisingly readily, he spoke.

[Very well. I will form a contract with you.]