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Published at 4th of July 2022 05:54:52 AM


Chapter 13

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Though, only I understood what that meant.

And this was not only a problem for Sufia but also for the Duke’s daughter that sat next to me, Bridgette Modell.

She had long black hair tied in a ponytail, which is rare in the Empire, and sharp eyes characteristic of a swordswoman. She got punished as the main culprit for attacking Sufia, and naturally, I was as well for tarnishing Sufia’s future.

Not only had I robbed her of her future, but if I go on like this, it will eventually mean that I’ve destroyed her future.

I’m a real son of a b***h.

It is too late to regret it now, but I am prepared to wipe up the aftermath of what I did.

I am not saying that I am not happy about it, but I am more likely to be crushed by my conscience. Of course, hypocrisy is better than feeling good about it.

“I’m in a very bad mood right now, and I’m even more irritated when a scumbag like you stares at me, so please don’t look at me.”

“Sorry about that…”

“!? A-as long as you get it.”

I found myself staring at Bridgette, and she told me to stop looking at her, but I was more than aware of her annoyance at being placed next to me after being next to His Highness Claude until recently, so I said that I was sorry.

Bridgette then gave me a look of disbelief that I had honestly apologized despite the woman’s coercive attitude toward me. She changed her expression to gloom and turned back to face forward, saying that it would be nice to know.

Maybe she expected me to throw a tantrum and get punched out of the classroom.

Her gaze had now shifted to His Highness Prince Claude and Sufia.



It has been a month since I started going to the Magic Academy again.

By that time, all of Melissa’s direct subordinates were gone in the Kvist family, and she was now very active in teaching my slaves the method of assassination alongside teaching them how to read and write.

“My dear master, we have been waiting for you.”

And Melissa, who came up with the plan to get her people on my side without my permission, was now on one knee, almost licking my shoes, bowing her head and showing no signs of hiding her joy from me.

I told her that it would be a waste to kill her after being punished by me, so she could either become my slave or die there, using the slavery magic I learned in the game.

Since she chose to be my slave, I entrusted her with educating the slaves I bought, and when we got short on staff, she pulled her subordinates from the Kvist family.

She was honest enough to tell me when she brought the first subordinate in, so I allowed her to do so because it was better to have more pawns anyway.

In case you are wondering, Melissa’s subordinates are all being reduced to my slaves, of course, because I can’t afford to have them betray me.




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