Why Should I Stop Being a Villain

Asher returned to the house and took a bath to relax his body. He was a bit of a clean freak.

“I hope you find the kid soon…” Asher thought, remembering the conversation with Emmy in the car.

It was nearly 5 in the evening and there was still quite a bit of time, so Asher decided to do his mana training while waiting for dinner.

“Tell them I am doing mana training, if anyone asks,” he said to his other maid as Emmy was busy with the task he had given her.

He later moved to the backyard area of the mansion. There was a one-floor building that was quite big; this was the training area of the Greville Family. It was covered with mana runes all over it. Even though they were not as good as the mage association’s ones, they were still the best you could get with money and power. Only a few people and SSS-rank hunters enjoyed this privilege.

Asher sat down and moved the mana around his body. His mana was black. His previous mana color used to be blue, but it changed after his new bloodline.

The black hue covered his whole body and started to leak into the surroundings. Asher activated his Mana-Flow skill and started to collect all the black hue tightly to his body, covering it like armor.

This was the first step in creating Aura. Aura is the mana that covers your body and strengthens your muscles. All weapon-wielding hunters practice their Aura to their limits. Even mages practice their Aura, but their application of it is different.

Because Asher was still at the peak of G-rank right now, he could not hold his aura for long. But activating his passive skill allowed him to hold it a little longer than others.

He was rapidly decreasing his mana core reserves and filling them from the surrounding at the same time. Although it may sound easy, without his Mana-Flow skill, nobody, even Asher, would not be able to practice such methods.

He continued the same for more than four more hours and came out drenched in sweat. He immediately went to take a shower and came out after 10 minutes.

“Young Master, the dinner is ready,” the other maid informed him. Both of his parents were waiting for him at the table.

“I will be there in a minute,” Asher told her and moved to his room. He knew his parents were going to ask him to practice sword arts and train before going to the dungeon next time, but he was not too bothered by it.

He left his room after changing his bathrobe for comfortable clothes. He arrived at the dinner table and saw Arthur, who was grinning at him. He was very excited to see the reports of Asher given by Emmy.

“I knew it! My son was a genius in swords as well,” Arthur said, even though he was sad that Asher started a bit later than others. But it was still fine because his overwhelming talent could easily make up for a few years.

“Ash, I saw the reports of the dungeon hunt today,” Sylvie spoke up first. She had a normal expression and the usual motherly face was nowhere to be found.

“I am happy to see you were so exceptional in today’s hunt, but you know that without proper training, such acts can result in major mishaps,” she said.

Asher listened quietly and waited for her to finish, then spoke.

“Don’t worry, Mom. Emmy was with me and if I believe I can do something, it means I can do it. I’ve already proved it to you guys multiple times. Though business and being a hunter are separate fields, I know my limits well.” He rested his case a bit arrogantly, but what he said was true.

From a young age, he had always performed well in whatever task he took on. And his parents knew it well.

“Sigh, Sylvie, don’t worry too much. We shouldn’t stop his ambitions,” Arthur consoled her, looking a bit sad. But his inner battle freak side was excited to see his son’s actions.

“Okay, fine. I will train if Grandfather comes and trains me personally,”

“and I want to enter dungeons alone after the training. I will only enter F-rank dungeons, so there’s no need to worry,” Asher said before his mother could question him further.

Sylvie stared at Asher for a few seconds, but then decided to settle on these conditions.

“Fine. If you do your training, I will not stop you,” Sylvie said, although she was reluctant to agree. She knew that in this world, only the strong ruled. Even though there were laws, nobody would go after a powerful person for killing a weak and powerless one.

“Okay, enough of this topic. Amelia and Damian are coming back right before your birthday party,” Arthur said, breaking the silence.

“Coincidentally, their academic term is ending early and she performed quite well on her exams, so she can now enter the World Academy at the same time as you and Damian,” Arthur told Asher.

Asher smirked to himself after hearing his words. He knew Amelia would come right before his birthday party, and some ‘guests’ would be coming with her as well.

‘How could I be a bad host and not serve my ‘guests’ well?’

“Don’t worry, I will go and pick her up from the airport,” Asher replied to Arthur.

“Oh, Damian will be happy to see you after such a long time. I remember he was still reluctant to leave his only best friend behind to go with Amelia,” Sylvie said to Asher and smiled.

Asher just shook his head at Sylvie’s remark.

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Asher finished his dinner and wrapped up the talk with his parents. He went to his room and checked his phone for some time. He opened the Picstagram app and opened a private profile.

He tapped “follow” and waited for a few minutes before seeing that the person accepted his request. He opened the profile and saw multiple sketches of nature and cute drawings of kids playing around.

It seemed like whoever the person was, they liked this sort of art and drew it beautifully as well. Asher took his time to see all of these sketches.

He messaged that person,

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<iambored20> Your art is beautiful.

<pink.nature> ok….

<iambored20> Will you do a sketch for me?

<pink.nature> depends…

<iambored20> hmm, maybe a black cat with a pink cat in a lazy background.

<pink.nature> I charge but….

<iambored20> I will pay don’t worry.

<pink.nature> pay first then –> link./pay/…..

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He chuckled at the response but sent 10K AUR to the link.

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<pink.nature> give me your pay link.

<iambored20> why?

<pink.nature> you added two ‘0’ by mistake !!

<iambored20> No, I did not.

<pink.nature> …

<iambored20> ….?

<pink.nature> Okay your painting will be done soon.

<pink.nature> thnx..

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Sending the last message whoever <pink.nature> went offline.

Asher laughed at the response and closed his eyes to get some good sleep.