Chapter: 222
“I can’t believe you’ve dared to disturb Lady Allen of the Allen family!”
Looking at Luca, who was pleading for mercy with his forehead on the ground, my mind was in turmoil.
The Luca I know isn’t this kind of character.
This guy is one of the few dark characters in Soul Academy, never showing a pathetic side except during the final showdown.
His typical nonchalance is precisely why he’s so popular, despite being a troll.
“I, a filthy commoner, did not know my place!”
So this is a variable. A variable that doesn’t exist in the game. Is it good or bad? If I had to choose… good? Maybe?
It’s probably a good thing. I don’t know what’s going on in Luca’s mind, but he doesn’t seem to have to worry about dying at least.
“Please! Please just spare my life!”
But seriously, why is he acting like this? It’s hard to understand.
Benedict is certainly threatening… in a way.
The influence of people close to me is really… significant.
When I went missing, the likelihood of Luca being involved is high… right?
What’s going on? Why did he kidnap me? No matter how I think about it, it seems like nothing but a disaster.
Nope. The opponent is a guy who’s caused players to scream in agony with countless trolling in Soul Academy.
Bringing me here means he had some sort of plan. Considering Luca’s character, he must have anticipated this kind of situation.
As I was puzzled, suddenly a thought popped into my head.
…Could it be that he was provoked by Mesugaki skills? Did he lose his senses and recklessly act?!
After thinking that possibility, the current situation began to make sense. If he acted recklessly without considering the consequences, Luca is definitely in a bind.
After all, the forces lurking behind me are quite substantial.
Just the combined forces of the Allen family and the Partlan family would be sufficient to threaten Luca.
No matter how broad his connections are, he’s just a professor from a common background.
If this assumption is correct, I’m in a position to completely ruin Luca’s life with just a single word, right?
For a moment my heart skipped a beat, but instead of speaking up, I called for Grandpa. To confirm my thoughts.
[It seems your thinking is correct.]
‘Exactly?!’
I confirmed that I had become a perfect trump card and was cheering when Luca continued to mutter groveling words.
“I’ll do anything!”
Anything, huh. At this level, isn’t it like begging for me to abuse my power?
Luca! So you’re basically a pervert filled with desires to be commanded by a girl!
Seriously, maybe it’s a given with Jushin being a pervert that this world is teeming with perverts.
While I grinned looking at this overqualified slave, Grandpa let out a snicker.
[I don’t know what you plan to do, but return to the academy, summon your escort, and proceed from there. That way, it will be safer.]
‘Yes! I understand!’
That makes sense. If I abuse my power here and Luca goes completely bonkers, then not only will his life be over, but so will mine.
‘Luca. For now…’
“Perverted Professor. Is it okay to leave someone who’s apologizing standing on the street? Puh Even a kid like me knows that. Total adult failure~”
“…That’s true! I’ll go back to the academy for now!”
The spell Luca used was a scroll imbued with teleportation magic.
That magic whisked us away to Luca’s faculty room in an instant, but as usual, it came with severe nausea.
“Uh. Lady Allen? Bringing someone else along…”
As I said I would bring Karl, Luca showed a troubled expression.
‘Don’t want to? Then…’
“Don’t want to? Should I just go tell my stupid father that the perverted professor cast a hypnotic spell on me and tried to do something strange?”
“Wha?! No, that’s…”
‘Why? Isn’t it the truth?’
“You only mentioned what you did, right? What’s wrong? Are you feeling guilty? Did you have some weird thought or something? Haha A hopeless pedo pervert, huh?”
“…No. It’s nothing.”
However, as someone in a weak position, Luca felt powerless before my authority.
Seeing someone who always acted nonchalant in the game trembling like this made me break into a smile.
Ha. To think I could finally fulfill the dream I couldn’t achieve while playing the game now that I’ve been possessed.
I can feel my faith soaring.
At first, I didn’t think I would dare to blaspheme against the Jushin who granted me this quest, but now it’s different.
Surely, unlike the foolish Apostle who could only see the front, the Jushin must have foreseen this future.
Luca. You don’t know it, but I have a lot of resentment towards you.
Do you have any idea how many characters I had to level up because you kept giving me those damn quests?
Of course, you wouldn’t know.
Don’t worry. I don’t know the exact number either. There were just too many to count.
But I do remember how many characters I deleted to create my first maxed-out character.
159.
The number at the very end of my Excel sheet where I organized my strategies.
I’ve repeated this dozens of times, so the characters that disappeared because of you must number in the thousands.
Got it? The grievance against you, Luca, isn’t just mine.
It’s the resentment of thousands of characters that had to vanish because of you!
Prepare yourself! I’ll thoroughly abuse my power!
Even though Karl was called upon at dawn, he came out saying he must move since it’s the Lady’s summons!
I didn’t go into detail about what Luca did.
Kidnapping a noble young lady under the pretense of an exam and dropping her in a place where she could die. Then trying to mess with her head to cover up the crime. Either way, it’s a sin deserving of condemnation.
If Karl heard about this, he would undoubtedly draw his sword immediately.
So I introduced Luca to Karl like this.
‘Say hello. Karl…’
“Sloppy. Greet your sloppy junior, the sloppy pervert.”
“Junior…?”
I hinted that I was a figure of great importance who would make him swear loyalty, and Karl made a strange expression.
“It’s nice that more people are recognizing the Lady’s greatness, but calling him a sloppy junior is…”
In my opinion, that was certainly a look of jealousy and rivalry. Karl was proud of being the only sloppy one!
Where did it all go wrong? I mean, the guy seemed perfectly fine both inside and out when we first met.
“Uh. Lady Allen? What do you mean by sloppy pervert? We haven’t even agreed on anything yet…”
“You must be very proud of being a pervert♡ Alright, I’ll be nice and change it. Let’s see~ Pedo pervert♡ Disgusting lolicon♡ Trashy masochist♡ Do any of these work for you?♡ If you want, I can combine them all!♡ How’s that? Am I super nice?♡”
“I’ll go with sloppy pervert.”
I may not have the authority to change titles, but since he likes “sloppy pervert,” I don’t have to worry.
Back in Luca’s faculty room, I immediately forced him to take an oath.
I was sure this would become his leash.
For a person planning to live in the shadows, oaths don’t hold much meaning. They don’t care about disgrace.
But Luca is different. For someone whose trade is honing talents, buying trust is a very important factor.
But what if he breaks the oath and it gets found out?
He would not only be expelled from the academy but also suffer the scorn of many talented people that would make it hard for him to speak.
So Luca can’t afford to break an oath. That would be denying his own life.
The conditions of the oath were set quite rigorously with Grandpa’s help.
The details were lengthy, but summarizing it went like this.
1. He won’t harm me.
2. He will follow my orders.
3. He will do his best to protect me.
It really wouldn’t be strange to call this a slave contract. After it was over, I gave Luca my first order.
Report the trials you can give me right now.
Then Luca asked for time.
While he could speak right away, he said he would miss some points if he did. He promised to provide a report to the best of his abilities if given time to arrange his documents.
“Could you give me about a week?”
If I were a proper trump card, I’d shout, “A week? No way! Finish it within three days!” But I couldn’t say that.
I couldn’t help but recall the pain suffered from a past client, making it impossible.
Is this the mark of being a subordinate ingrained in my soul? Given that I’ve lived as a subordinate all my life, becoming a perfect trump card seems impossible!
After all, until that report is created, I can’t ask anything. I want to see the list and pick the most efficient one.
With nothing to do, as I tried to get up to return to the dormitory, Luca grabbed me.
“I need to tell you something in advance as per our contract. Can you give me a little more time?”
‘What is it?’
“What is it?”
“There are two pieces of information. One is that Lady’s reputation isn’t good among the commoners in the academy.”
I understand what the commoner group is.
A place where commoners have banded together to survive in an academy filled with nobles.
It might sound like a good organization, but that’s not the case in reality.
It’s like a military. It’s a place where upper grades boss around lower grades under the pretext of commoners having no choice to survive.
While it offers some help in living at the academy, the overflowing bad habits are unbearable; I can’t say anything good about it.
But what do you mean my reputation is bad there? Isn’t Lucy’s reputation already bad?
As I tilted my head, I came to understand after hearing Luca’s explanation that he seemed to think my favoritism towards Phoebe was the cause.
Hmm. So it’s kind of like jealousy.
It doesn’t seem worth worrying about too much. If they pick a fight, I can just smash them.
“The other thing is that the Second Prince is really trying to draw Lady Allen in.”
That jerk hasn’t given up?! I thought he’d just let it go since he wasn’t talking to me!
Ugh. I really wish the Second Prince would just leave me alone.
I really don’t want to see what happens when I call him the Pitiful Prince.
*
One of the threats Luca talked about began to show its teeth about five days after our oath was formed.
I thought the Second Prince would be the first to come looking for me among the two bombs.
That musclehead never hesitates to act once he decides.
But my expectations were wrong. It seemed the jealousy the commoners had toward me was more significant than anticipated.
“Lady? Have you perhaps not submitted your course registration? That professor is saying he can’t find your application.”
It all started with very petty harassment.
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