Becoming the Guide of the Mysophobic Villain? Absolutely Not! - Chapter 17
I wanted to respond curtly, but if I did, I’d be the only one at a disadvantage.
That’s because Valan’s push earlier had caused me to twist my ankle.
It was painful enough that getting up was difficult. I could only hobble along.
I was continuously falling behind due to my limping.
Finally, an Esper came to lift me up. As I was carried on the back, the Guides started getting more excited.
“Oh… even paying attention to a non-ability person, too. I thought he was a cold person, but it seems there’s warmth inside.”
“That’s right. Even though Valan is a really inept Esper, he’s technically A-level. To easily subdue that Valan…”
“Haa, even if we don’t know who Lord Claude’s Guide is, I’m really envious. To have such a handsome man…”
Warmth inside, they say.
That immoral person who regularly breaks people’s necks?
But there was no other way to explain his recent actions. I shook my head.
Ah, it’s just because Valan provoked him. Valan had made insulting remarks about Claude being incapable, after all.
Even though Claude participated in a mock training he had never done before, glared at me throughout the pre-training, ended up in the team I was responsible for, dealt with the Esper who tormented me, and told others to take care of me…
……
Ah, let’s not dwell on it!
***
My responsibility extended to checking the results after the training. I examined the eliminated mutant creatures one by one.
The golem-type mutants were all neatly dismembered like finely shaved ice.
No matter how mild they were for training purposes, their bodies were made of rock. I wondered just how strong Claude was.
Throughout the process of checking, I had constant goosebumps on my neck.
There was no doubt, it was flawless. This team would undoubtedly be at the top.
The professor was engaging in a massacre. There’s no way another team would be able to catch up.
Q: Who received the outstanding scholarship in our department this semester?
A1: Our department’s professor did.
A2: ?????
There might be some controversy on the fairness of it all, but that’s none of my business.
Now, all I had to do was return to the gathering point.
“Let’s return now. Please gather, everyone.”
It was when I took out the return scroll that I had safely stored in my inner pocket.
“How dare you… dare to… me…”
Valan, who had been thrown far away, was approaching.
He seemed to have suffered quite a significant injury. His face was covered in blood, and he limped in his steps.
However, no one pitied Valan.
“Oh, why is he like that? What a real loser…”
“If he weren’t an Esper, what role would he have in society?”
The Guides whispered and mocked. Valan’s face turned crimson.
Ah… I had a bad feeling that something tiring was about to happen.
“You, bastards…”
“…?”
“I’ll… I’ll kill everyone!”
Why did my bad feeling always turn out to be correct?
Valan had gone completely insane and started rampaging.
Crash, crash, crash!
He shattered the cave walls.
“Is this madman trying to bring the whole place down?!”
“Die, all of you! DIE!”
Other Espers desperately tried to restrain Valan, but subduing an A-level Esper who had lost his mind was no easy task.
The rock ceiling and walls crumbled without control.
Ack, this isn’t good…
It was still a mock training. The mutants had low aggression, and the mock map was set up temporarily.
Naturally, such unexpected, independent actions by an Esper were not accounted for. It could potentially become a really dangerous situation.
At that moment, when I was in turmoil.
A cool scent brushed past me.
Step, step.
Claude walked past everyone and stood in front of Valan. He reached out his hand towards Valan.
The series of actions were so graceful and leisurely that it almost seemed elegant.
Meanwhile, Valan, who had been rampaging, was instantly caught in a net as if he were caught in a spider’s web.
“Ugh… Ugh… Aaaargh!”
Valan struggled and tried to resist the immense force, but he was no match for it.
Staggering, he did his best to withstand the force, but his body eventually collapsed on the floor.
“Let go of me! I said, let go!”
Valan was on the ground, struggling, but he couldn’t move as if his entire body was being crushed by gravity several times stronger than normal.
Watching him, I couldn’t help but think of the pinned-down dragonfly in the specimen room, desperately trying to flutter its fragile wings but ultimately too weak to escape the pin.
Valan looked utterly powerless.
