The Villain's Story

Chapter 668: [668] Dangerous Knight.

The knight was a mysterious existence, he didn’t speak, or even interact with anyone at all. Ignoring his unique appearance, he was… ordinary.

Or that was what it seemed, Edward seemed to believe he was, but Olivia could not. Although this knight had been sent by the dragon Azmakul to ‘train’ them, she didn’t know what kind of.

So far, they had just had a few duels, where Edward and Olivia both pathetically lost, but were not injured severely. They were… relatively unscathed. Even if they were wounded, it was almost always due to a mistake they made when fighting him.

The knight had not hurt them at all. At some point, Emma had joined, but even then they couldn’t do much.

He would always remain at the same position, never deviating from it even if everyone tried their best to apply pressure.

‘Why have such a pointless training?’

Olivia thought, eating a sandwich in one of the breaks the knight took. The training was pointless, Edward may not realize it, but she did.

It had no point, they were going at an opponent that didn’t have the desire to kill them but remained stationary, the opponent, who was also supposed to be the one training them didn’t do much either.

It was always the same, even with Master Arken most of the time, where the training was to beat a specific individual. Master Arken did it much better than this knight, however.

While the main point of the sword saint’s training would also revolve around defeating him, or any other opponent, he did it much more effectively. Not only had he taught all his students how to handle almost every weapon with a modicum of skill, but he would also sharpen their specialties.

He taught Alan, Alex, Lucas, and her everything about combat, and carefully and slowly corrected them, either during battle or after. He even taught them how to think as well, though that teaching was mostly utilized by her.

Not only that, but he would also pit them up against a variety of different opponents, not just him. So they would learn how to deal with different foes. But the main thing was…

They all had the desire to murder them, even Arken, who used his mana, aura, and the natural killing intent he had garnered over the years of his slaughter to make them actually forget he was their teacher and that he was going to kill them. She was unaware of how he accomplished something like that, especially with the trio of Alan, Lucas, and Alex… But she knew how effective it was.

His golden rule, after all, was that the essence of combat is murder, kill or be killed. Even if she had been granted some relief being Oliver’s granddaughter, that teaching was engraved into her.

Therefore, she had a much different attitude than Edward to this ‘training’. The knight would simply wait until they decided to attack, and dispose of them with skill.

There wasn’t a point to it, there was no desire to kill him in her eyes, precisely because there was no necessity. Why try to kill someone who vastly overpowered you, would dispatch you in mere seconds without injuring you much? Things would be different if he could exude killing intent, or at least make them think that he would kill them if they didn’t do their best, but it was not.

Furthermore, the knight would not even give any advice, if he did that at the very least, there would be some point to this, but he was as mute as a wall. One could learn without guidance, but she wasn’t that type. Going up against the same opponent as this was not helpful.

Edward may not have been trained in the same way she had been, so this training may have some merit to him… But it was all useless for her.

“What’s up with you?”

Alexander approached from behind, sitting down beside her. Festul was nowhere to be seen, probably sleeping somewhere, just like Kazikato.

“Nothing.”

“With the look on your face? Not buying it.”

She sighed, but kept silent. Alexander wasn’t a fool, she knew he would realize soon enough.

If he had been watching for a while, he would already know.

“Ah.”

She heard it, the indicator that he realized what was wrong. Warming up his hands with his own breath, he said.

“Well, that dragon probably did this for a reason. Maybe there is something else we aren’t noticing?”

“If there is, he chose the wrong people to notice it.”

“… You’re the smartest out of all us, you know?”

“In what? Intelligence is many things. I am also the weakest.”

She was weak compared to the rest of Arken’s students, but not when it came to the others. If she had to rank herself in this group, she would be above Sabrina, but below Kazikato and Alex, in the middle.

It was understandable, whilst Sabrina was enjoying the facilities back at shield, studying, or doing other stuff back at the estate, she was in Terra Damnum, going through Arken’s teachings. She was still below Sabrina in terms of magic, mana utilization and other things, but she could still defeat her.

Alexander rubbed his chin, unaware of what to say. He looked at Edward charging at the knight with all he had, but the result stayed the same. In the end, Alexander just decided to stay there, offering some silent company.

The sound of a few explosions were heard somewhere in the palace, the cause most definitely being Alice, who was dragged by the goblin Azmakul summoned to a secluded room, forced to learn everything about alchemy the goblin had to offer.

Alex wondered where Maxwell was, but forgot about him soon when Olivia turned and asked.

“You look troubled.”

“Me?”

He pointed at himself, scratching his nose, he looked up to the sky and muttered.

“I don’t know, just feels like everything’s going slow.”

“Slow? It’s that boring, huh…”

“”

Suddenly, they heard heavy footsteps. Looking up at the source, they found the strange knight

walking towards them, or Olivia in particular.