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Ayla directed her sword towards the group of Royal Class students.

However, the Royal Class was the Royal Class. They didn’t go down easily.

Out of the 49 students excluding Ayla, only a mere 29 were eliminated.

Hmm… I still have to make use of this. I alone can’t handle the remaining 20 Royal Class students.

“Oh, Lady Ayla? What are you doing right now! This is your team! The Royal Class! A place where only talented individuals can come! Why are you attacking us with your sword?!” A male student who seemed to be part of Ayla’s fan club, with a noble air about him due to his blonde hair, questioned Ayla.

However, Ayla did not hear the desperate cries of such a man in her ears.

She was solely focused on me.

“All… eliminated…”

“Shut up, don’t talk to me. You’re disgusting.”

“Ugh… okay…”

Still behaving poorly towards Ayla and leaving her alone, I simply waited quietly for Ayla’s next move.

Ayla hesitated slightly at the thought of defeating her friends, but her desire to get closer to me was the only thing enveloping her at the moment.

Therefore, her hesitation vanished from her side, and determination surrounded Ayla.

“Sorry… It can’t be helped…”

With Ayla’s murmur, her sword emitted light and created a sword attack.

Unlike the previous attack, this time the larger sword attack, free from any constraints, flew straight ahead.

There were about 20 foolish students trying to block such an attack.

Thinking that they had talent themselves, they believed they could combine their strength to block such a sword attack.

Indeed, all students in the Royal Class possessed exceptional talents. The weakest in the Royal Class could become the strongest in the Common Class.

Could the Royal Class, with such high average abilities, not block Ayla’s sword attack?

-Clang!

“Huh?”

Oh, they couldn’t block it.

The high-intensity defense magic, formed by the combined power of the shattered 40 layers, which was more durable and long-lasting than the Common Class’s defense magic from before, shattered into pieces.

Although this defense was stronger and more enduring than the Common Class’s defense magic from earlier, it was ineffective against Ayla.

As mentioned before, Ayla’s skill negation removes the restrictions on her attack skills.

Well, if the attack skill couldn’t withstand the combined force and broke apart, then it was blocked. But what if it wasn’t blocked?

The defense magic would shatter like meat being sliced, scattering magical remnants on the ground like glass.

Ayla was a wall.

No, not just a wall.

A wall of wails.

A wall that no one could surpass.

A monster, a calamity, in itself.

Among the Royal Class students who challenged this wall, none emerged victorious.

It was the same just now. They were defeated miserably. Twenty of them said in unison.

Ayla, who eliminated twenty students at once, seemed slightly pleased, smiling faintly as she looked back at me.

But seeing my eyes filled with contempt, she flinched and turned away.

It wasn’t something she did to provoke me, well, it’s fine as long as the facade is maintained.

Now, the remaining number of Royal Class members is only 9.

And out of those 9, 3 are key characters from the world of .

“Ayla… What’s gotten into you, seriously.”

Carla.

“Ayla must be crazy… She’s been acting strange since a week ago, but now it’s even worse.”

Lulu.

“…This should be fun.”

Rachel.

The three main characters felt a sense of crisis due to Ayla’s sudden actions.

As mentioned before, Ayla is a monster.

That monster turned around and now, instead of being an ally, became an enemy.

So, what should the team that was once an ally do?

Naturally, they must do everything in their power to eliminate the traitor who has turned into an enemy.

Karla, Lulu, and Rachel also possess exceptional talents and strong abilities, not inferior to Ayla.

Karla is still not as strong as a protagonist in growth, but Rachel and Lulu are different.

Rachel and Lulu are very strong. They are among the top 10 in the second year.

However, even with such strength, Rachel and Lulu are just ants in front of Ayla.

Yet the other nine Royal Class students are sincerely trying to confront Ayla.

They have now acknowledged that Ayla is no longer part of their team.

They have accepted the fact that Ayla has turned against them.

While one might wonder why the tense atmosphere when this is not a battlefield, it is essential to set the mood right.

Without setting the mood, it would simply turn into a staring contest.

As I set the mood and observe the others, the first one to rush towards me was none other than Rachel.

Since Rachel had not built any camaraderie with Ayla yet, she could attack Ayla without hesitation.

As Rachel attempted to throw her sword first, Ayla countered it perfectly.

“Oh…!”

The thrown sword, deflected by Ayla’s sword, flew accurately towards Rachel’s forehead but was stopped from hitting her due to Lulu’s explosive magic, embedding the sword into the ground.

“Rachel! Be careful!”

“I apologize. I got a little carried away. It seems I got a bit excited about fighting Ayla.”

“Then be cautious! Ayla is a bit strange!”

After calming down Rachel, Lulu, with her round eyes, looked at Ayla and then, with a serious expression, immediately cast a spell.

As Lulu lowered her hand, the ground turned into a field of flames.

That magic was a 5th-grade fire magic skill called Fire Field, which turns a certain area into flames.

Next, as she raised her hand, flames started raining down from the sky.

This skill is a 6th-grade fire magic, called Fire Rain, a skill that creates a rain of fire.

Using both skills simultaneously, Lulu filled the entire area with fire.

Ayla, upon witnessing such magic, effortlessly dissipated all the magic by emitting a wave of energy from her sword.

To cancel magic, one needs to strike a small aura at the center of the magic, but Ayla’s energy wave was so massive that it nullified all the magic without focusing on the details.

Feeling the irrationality of this, Lulu, determined to win, attempted to use magic again.

Or rather, tried to.

“Get lost.”

-Thud!!!!

Ayla suddenly appeared in front of Lulu and slammed her head into the ground before she could react.

While there was some remorse when dealing with other students, when slamming Lulu into the ground, there was only hatred, malice, and anger.

She still despised Lulu as much as ever.

After slamming Lulu into the ground, breaking her protection seal, Lulu, who was eliminated, sighed heavily and teleported to the spectator seats.

Students whose seals were broken like this were instantly teleported to safety by Headmistress Lira using teleportation magic.

It made me think that accidents wouldn’t happen, considering how quickly the headmistress could respond.

“Ugh… Let’s just… finish this in one go…”

Ayla turned her head, and upon seeing my expressionless face, perhaps mistaking that expression for discomfort, hastily grasped her sword.

As she did so, mana began to gather around Ayla, compressing some of it and mixing it with her sword energy, she sent it towards the Royal Class students.

As Rachel and Carla tried to dodge the attack, the size of the sword was enormous, making it impossible to avoid even with a jump.

Escape was futile; they were trapped.

Slicing through the arena walls, the bold sword struck in front of the Royal Class students, exploding the compressed mana and causing a simultaneous detonation.

As a result, all students except for Ayla from the Royal Class had their marks destroyed, and one male student at the forefront lay on the ground, writhing in pain.

He fell naturally due to the agony.

Though no physical harm was inflicted, the pain was excruciating, truly terrifying and agonizing.

Taking Ayla’s sword head-on said it all.

After eliminating all the students, Ayla looked at me with shining eyes, her face resembling that of a child seeking praise.

“Did I do well?”

Praise—it felt like she was expecting it, much like a dog awaiting praise.

Anyone observing might think her tail was wagging vigorously and her ears were perked up.

I smiled back at Ayla as she spoke.

-Thud!!!!

“Eek…?!”

Targeting precisely Ayla’s weakness, which was also almost everyone else’s weakness, I kicked her abdomen with full force, shattering her protective mark.

-Crack!

With a cracking sound, Ayla’s protective mark dispersed into remnants as her defense shattered.

Ayla, suddenly faced with the pain inflicted upon herself and the fact that it was me who caused it, pierced me with a dumbfounded expression.

After kicking Ayla’s face, I collapsed onto the ground.

-Thump!

“Ugh…!”

Ayla was now eliminated.

However, being a disciple of Principal Lira, Ayla couldn’t possibly lose to someone like me, thus hesitating to teleport me out instantly.

Anticipating this, I glanced towards Principal Lira, who was trembling.

Poor Lira. Your disciple can’t beat me. I’m your nemesis.

-Slap!

This time, unlike before, I firmly grabbed Ayla by the hair, glaring at her with wide-open eyes.

“Ayla, I told you, I dislike you now. But you’re useful. Keep doing this. However, don’t expect any kindness from me.”

-Thud!!

With those words, I kicked Ayla’s abdomen once again, then turned to where Principal Lira was and sneered.

Seeing my actions, Lira jumped out of her seat, yelling something in an explosive manner, but the announcer cut her off, and some strange barrier prevented me from hearing anything.

Is there a soundproof function? I should get one for my dorm room if possible.

Ignoring the crisis so skillfully that one wouldn’t feel the tension, I shouted to the announcer, disregarding the fallen Ayla, “The! Winner! Is!”

If there was no soundproofing, the announcer began using amplification magic to announce the results after hearing my voice.

Hmm, too bad there’s no soundproofing. If there were, I wouldn’t have heard it anyway.

Disappointed, I decided to just accept any rewards coming my way later.

“Uh…um…the winner is…the Common Class! The MVP is…uh, well, it’s student Ayla…being defeated by student Sylaine, who suppressed Ayla…is the MVP.”

Even the announcer seemed stunned by the unbelievable outcome, speaking the results in a feeble voice.

Feeling pleased that my plan worked out well, I left the arena with a broad smile, while the arena, with Ayla lying on the ground, crying, grew even colder.

The atmosphere, already chilled, grew even colder with the sound of Ayla’s crying.

A monster had fallen.

Just one man. A feeble man. Talented yet lazy, attending Itan Dormitory, the trash named Siin.

He shattered the wall of wails.

Simply with a kick.

And Ayla, who suffered at the hands of such Siin.

“I trusted you…! I trusted you…!!! Ugh…! Even betraying the kids…! Ugh…I helped you…! Why…Ugh…why…Ugh…Ughhhhhhhhhhhhh…!!!”

With a short tongue and a mix of resentment and injustice, she let out a sorrowful cry.

Rather than the fact of losing, it was due to Siin, who struck her despite her help, that she burst into tears.

Whether Ayla was undefeated or the strongest, it didn’t matter.

She only wished Siin had reciprocated her feelings, given her love, but Siin assaulted Ayla in return.

Ayla knew she had faults too. Nevertheless, she felt aggrieved.

It was incredibly painful to be used and discarded like trash.