Transmigrated into a villain, I personally tore apart the shackles of fate.

Chapter 122 Invitation to Sparring

"Tsk, someone like that actually dares to show his face."

"Yeah, how come they haven't been expelled yet?"

This has become a daily part of my routine in the college corridors. Students look at me with disgust while whispering among themselves.

After the joint copy incident was resolved, on the surface, the students had returned to their normal daily lives.

But given that most of them are unaware of the dangers of the outside world, their concerns and discussions are mostly trivial matters.

The fact that these baseless rumors can circulate in the academy and become topics of their nonsense precisely reflects their superficial understanding of the world.

Most of their views and thoughts are manipulated by their surroundings, and they mainly lack the ability to make their own judgments.

However, these things and what others think of me are not important to me. From the moment I arrived at this college…

No, from the moment she left, I was already alone, and that probably won't change in the future.

As long as it doesn't directly affect my goals, I don't care what others think of me.

boom!

I sat down at my desk, casually placed my book on it, and began reviewing the key points of today's lesson. Although I didn't care much about my grades, I didn't want to be expelled easily, so I put in the necessary effort.

Thanks to my special abilities, I am able to learn and understand these topics quickly, which makes my pre-class study much easier.

[Hunter's Mana Basics]

This is today's lesson.

[The Study of Mana, Third Edition, by Elena Frost]

The book we are using was written by someone who is quite famous among magic scholars.

The writing is very clear.

I have been studying this book for a while, but due to my lack of basic knowledge of magic, I am unable to understand the complex magical research presented in the book.

But now things are different, thanks to Maya's guidance. I haven't encountered any difficulties in learning this subject.

As I was reading this book, I suddenly felt someone approaching me.

"Hey, Morse."

This is the familiar yet unfamiliar voice of some annoying guy.

"..."

I didn't answer, but just continued reading my book, as if to indicate that I didn't want to talk to him.

Hey, I know you can hear me.

Given that annoying guy's personality, he won't give up easily; instead, he's gotten even closer to me.

"Hey……"

I could no longer ignore him, so I looked up at Ethan, who was now sitting in the empty seat next to me.

"What is it?" I asked, my tone clearly impatient. He still wore that innocent smile.

His flowing blue hair swept to the right, making him look quite handsome.

'As expected, the protagonist is the protagonist.'

From his side, I could see several girls in the class secretly watching him. Considering his background and appearance, this wasn't surprising.

"What did you do over the weekend?" Ethan asked.

"Just the things I usually do."

What do you usually do?

"It's none of your business."

“Hmm…you’re still the same as always,” Ethan said, looking at me.

A hint of regret crossed his face, as if he were deep in thought. He fiddled with his fingers, a habit he had when he was restless.

Although I can interpret his body language, it doesn't mean I can understand what he's thinking. "What exactly are you trying to say?" I asked him.

"nothing."

'this……'

"Tsk... Get to the point, don't waste my time," I said, looking at him impatiently.

"Alright alright."

"so what?"

"I wanted to ask if you're free after class today."

Hearing his question, I thought about my own plans. Apart from training, there wasn't anything particularly important to do for the time being.

"I need to train, why are you asking this?"

"How about we have a friendly spar?"

"A friendly spar?"

"Yes, just like in class."

Why not wait until the practical lesson?

"Our partner will be changing starting this week."

“…I see.” I don’t know how he knew, but he seemed to already know that our partners would be changed during training this week.

So, what do you think?

Hearing his question, I thought about it for a moment, reflecting on yesterday's battle and my current progress.

This is a good opportunity.

My training is meaningless if I don't spar with others; a combat environment allows me to improve much faster.

"alright."

"too......"

despair!

Just as he was about to continue speaking, the classroom door opened and the professor walked in.

"stand up!"

He was a serious professor with a meticulous personality.

I'll call you after class.

After Ethan finished speaking in a low voice, he left my side and returned to his seat.

"Open your textbook."

As the professor finished speaking, the class began.

......

After the banquet, Ethan returned to the academy. However, the events of yesterday still lingered in his mind.

His battle with the half-demon, and the strength of his enemies.

Even the Black family has become their target, which means that no one is truly safe.

He also realized how weak he was in the face of such a powerful opponent. Because of this, he also learned some new things.

He did experience a change within himself during his fight with that person. Realizing this, he was eager to test whether he had truly improved.

"What are you thinking?"

At that moment, Lucas's voice broke his thoughts, his face bearing his usual smile.

“It’s nothing,” Ethan replied.

Ethan could spar with Lucas or Julia. But he knew the gap in their strength was too great, though he was certain he would catch up with them sooner or later.

But he still wanted to find an opponent whose strength was closer to his own to test himself.

He wanted to compete with people like himself.

"Really? Is it just the usual 'nothing,' or is it really nothing?" Lucas asked with a clearly mischievous grin.

"..."

"So, what are you planning to do after class? Want to go out for dinner together?"

"No, I want to train."

"Training? Is it because you were left behind yesterday that you're so motivated now?"

"Shut up."

"...However, training is a good idea. Want to join in?"

"No need, I've already made plans with someone else."

"Oh? Who is it? Have you finally found someone you like? Do you need me to help you matchmake?"

Hearing this, Ethan sighed, trying to hide a slight smile. Lucas always managed to make him both angry and amused, and today was no exception.

“No, not a girl,” Ethan replied, his voice tinged with helplessness. “I’m going to spar with a boy.”

Lucas whistled. "It's him, isn't it?" His gaze fell on Morse, who was packing his things.

"Yes."

Why are you so interested in him?

When the question arose, Ethan thought about it for a moment and then immediately came up with an answer.

"He's very good at fighting. You saw it yourself, right? How easily he took that guy down."

"I know, but is that all? If you only consider combat skills, there are plenty of people around you who are better than him, right? Like me."

"Yes, yes, you are very strong."

"So? Why him?"

"Hmm... chatting with him is quite interesting."

"But from my perspective, it seems like you haven't been chatting with him at all. It's more like you're pursuing a girl who's not interested in you. Do you like this kind of approach?"

"..."

"You should really look at your expression right now."

"You should think about what you're saying before you speak, you know?"

Lucas laughed, clearly enjoying Ethan's helplessness. "You're right, but sometimes I just can't help but tease you."

Ethan shook his head, drawing his attention back to the conversation. "Anyway, it's not about 'playing.' I just find him very interesting. His way of thinking, his experiences... are unlike anyone else I've met at the academy."

Lucas raised an eyebrow, seemingly genuinely intrigued this time. "Different? How so?"

“I don’t know, it’s just different. Being with him feels like a challenge.”

“Okay,” Lucas conceded, his teasing tone turning into curiosity. “So where is he now?” He glanced at the spot where Morse had been packing his things; it was now empty. “Looks like he wasn’t waiting for you?”

Ethan then realized this and immediately stood up to pack his things. "Tsk...you talk too much."

"You just didn't notice, did you?"

"Sigh... See you later."

After saying that, Ethan quickly walked out of the classroom, leaving Lucas alone.

"Looks like I'll have to find some fun for myself."

......

As soon as Ethan left the teaching building, he began to look around, searching for Morse.

Where did he go?

He was just inside a moment ago, how could he have gone so far so quickly?

You're late.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, and at the same time, I sensed a presence.

"what?"

Ethan was startled, completely unaware of Morse's approach, as if he had appeared out of thin air.

"Have you been waiting here the whole time?"

"Correct."

Ethan turned to face Morse, still surprised by his sudden appearance. "You...you're very good at approaching people quietly, aren't you?"

Morse simply shrugged in response.

"Anyway, don't waste any more time, come with me."

After they finished speaking, the two began to walk around the academy.