I Became the Daughter of the Academy’s Villain

846 – The Wronged Child (1)

There are many wronged people in the world.

Someone I know became stronger than me thanks to talent.

Every lecture I listen to, the top student Ishtar scoops up all the points.

My cousin bought land in the north, and with the Demon King’s Army Riske clearing out, the land prices skyrocketed.

I missed the opportunity to invest in the Revolutionary Army General’s big banana theme stock.

The reasons for feeling wronged are various, but no one was as wronged as Snowville, who was noted as the rival of Northern Grand Duchess Irene and a direct disciple of the Blue Magic Tower’s master.

Because she experienced all four of these wrongs and fell ill with rage.

While Ishtar was listening to the principal talk about the Soul Pact and the God of Love, there was a girl here overwhelmed by a different kind of shock.

“How much did the land Irene bought rise?”

“Originally it was 1 gold per 1500 pyeong, and now it’s over 2000 gold per pyeong. It’s rumored that the Revolutionary Army and the Dark Trading Company have started large-scale investments in base facilities for the construction of regional facilities in the Northern Front and to support the Demon Realm Expedition.”

“Ugh…”

“Moreover, there are reports in the stock market that Revolutionary Army General Son Ohchun, who made a 12,000% profit, has also begun investing in the north. They’re saying the price increasing momentum hasn’t completely vanished yet.”

“W-we bought how many pyeong before? Irene asked me to buy land!”

Snowville’s desperate question was answered by his financial manager employed at the Magic Tower with a bitter voice.

“We purchased 1500 pyeong. To facilitate interaction with the Northern Grand Duchess, we could spend 1 gold on it as a courtesy.”

“Ugh! 1500 pyeong!!”

Even just 1500 pyeong yielded quite a decent profit of 3 million gold.

But according to the Gift Academy, considering the points, that’s 300 million points – which is supposed to buy a lot, but if the holder is worthless, it just gets swallowed up.

Overwhelmingly rich people can gain omnipotent power through points, but a mediocre rich person is bound to get pierced by the laborer’s crude spear, slaughtered like a pig in capitalism.

Setting aside that tragedy, the fact is that 300 million points is still a staggering amount.

Relative to the opponent, who suddenly became the richest in the north, Irene, it simply appeared modest.

Of course, the mention here refers to Northern Grand Duchess Irene, who rapidly rose to become the richest noble.

“How much land does Irene own?”

“As far as we have confirmed, it’s currently 1.2 billion pyeong.”

“Argh! That’s nonsense. What on earth did she do to acquire all that worthless land at such a low point!”

“They say soldiers from various towns participating in the Northern Front bought those barren lands as a form of consolation payment whenever a soldier died.”

“No matter how you put it, 1.2 billion pyeong! How much gold did she shell out for that?”

“Based on the 1 gold per 1500 pyeong, that’s about 80,000 gold.”

“This is fraud!!”

80,000 gold translates to 800 million points in academy standards.

That ballooned to 240 billion points.

Of course, it’s money tied up in land, and finding someone to buy it all back is tough, and turning it into points is no ordinary task either.

Still, it’s an astronomical sum, but considering the status of Northern Grand Duke and Grand Duchess Irene in the Northern Front, it is practically nothing.

The continent is vast, and there’s plenty of land to protect.

It would be tight on northern finances to waste such an amount on some useless land when even soldiers need to be saved.

But it wasn’t meaningless; even in a time when they didn’t anticipate the land prices to rise, the Grand Duchess pouring her entire fortune into securing the future of the north motivated the soldiers.

“When you asked Lady Snowville to join in alleviating the grief of the poor and barren northern residents who lost even the able-bodied men of their village, couldn’t you have been a bit more generous?”

“Indeed… Ha. I hate the world.”

“You must be feeling quite sore for missing the chance to become the second richest in the north.”

“Haah. So who’s the second lightning-rich person in the north now? Is it Grand Duke Yuda?”

“It’s Dark Princess Oknodie.”

Snowville was dumbfounded.

“No, the Heir of the Foundation, the second Foundation Master? What does she think she can invest for? How much land does she have?”

“Upon confirmation, she invested 25 million points of leftover points to purchase 375 million pyeong.”

Snowville couldn’t handle the shock, staggering and then plopping down in her place.

If you substitute the 2000-fold increase, that’s 750 billion points – while it doesn’t reach Irene’s potential value of 240 billion points, it’s still absurdly massive for an individual.

“This is fraud. While Irene has devoted her life to the north, why on earth would the Dark Princess invest so much money there?”

“The Foundation’s spies planted in the north, along with humanity’s turncoats, fell apart due to the demons’ plans, with the academy’s power being involved; the purpose of dispatching the force was to deal with the Dark Princess. In effect, the Dark Princess has greatly increased the stability of the northern region using the academy.”

“Ha, life… Why doesn’t the Blue Magic Tower have any turncoats or suspicious plans that the academy can watch over? I’m so jealous of the Foundation and the Dark Princess!”

The Foundation had gone completely bankrupt due to the civil war, while the Blue Magic Tower had avoided major damage thanks to its passive stance during the Underworld’s Great Invasion involving multiple magic towers.

It hadn’t suffered significant losses even during the Foundation Workshop Battle.

Mostly plopped within the Northern Front and occasionally dealing with pirates or warships at sea, they never stepped on the main battleground islands.

Thanks to this, they managed to accumulate some credit, expand the scale of the Magic Tower, and even newly build a southern branch…

But even with all that, it was nowhere near enough to beat the inflated land prices.

“At this rate, even after several years, I won’t even touch the tip of Irene’s toenail… I’m falling behind in the realm of magic, and if I graduate while utterly outclassed in asset scale, I’ll just be a part of Irene’s early rivalry written in some memoirs. I won’t allow such a thing to happen!”

“What will you do?”

“I’m going to find the Dark Princess. And I will find out where her ‘diversification investments’ will bloom next. I’ll become a rich person too!!”

The financial manager thought of the favorable outcome that his employer’s wealth increase meant an increase in his own paycheck, and he smiled earnestly.

“Lady Snowville, I’m sure you’ll manage somehow. Make sure to charm the Dark Princess to bits.”

“Please watch me. I’ll work hard to charm her for everyone in the Blue Magic Tower!”

Thus, a troublesome gum stuck to Oknodie began to unfold.

*

Snowville was lucky.

She managed to stick to Oknodie to somehow extract information to become a tycoon.

If her wicked intentions were discovered by those around her, they would surely chase Snowville away from Oknodie’s side.

It’s difficult to even come face to face with Oknodie in the first place.

Supposedly training functions, she climbs trees faster than a squirrel only intending to eat its meal, and lays a mana barrier in the air faster than a clumsy new student clumsily snatching food while circling around the campus.

It’s tough to spot her visually, and even harder to chase behind; the only way to meet Oknodie was to figure out her destination and wait.

“Is Oknodie not teaching?”

“Ishtar said there are risks with the shimmer, so she’s asked to reduce the lectures around.”

“Our final exam got more difficult because of Oknodie.”

“Right?”

“Did she just boost the difficulty and bail on us?”

“…True?”

The students attending the lectures were utterly fed up with Oknodie, or it could be that they felt pity for Oknodie, who rolled around earnestly to the point of almost collapsing, that whenever they spotted Oknodie, they race over in droves, unable to even speak when they applied to attend lectures.

However, if they casually tried to inquire about Oknodie’s whereabouts, that information would reach her secret guardian, Jezel’s ears.

“A student whose parents are engaging in illegal lending in their hometown is trying to find Oknodie? Don’t let them come near; just spread fake information.”

If the overwhelming Dark Trading Company and Student Council set their minds to it, news might arrive that Oknodie was spotted simultaneously at thirty-two locations; confused about which info was real, students would ultimately tire out, canvassing around the campus, giving up.

But Jezel was momentarily busy with the issue of improving the rights of homunculi.

She was caught up in fining a mad fourth year who had a self-destruct feature in the elementary building for emergency preparedness, and investigating a rumor that planting ten thousand points in a moonlit barren land would grow a points tree.

The academy was vast, and there were plenty of madmen out there.

Some among the world even sought to fleece the settlement support funds for 0-year-old homunculi.

“Excuse me, student. Do you know where I can meet Oknodie?”

By pure luck, Snowville approached the side of Oknodie’s closest confidant Titosso at a time when danger would usually be unavoidable.

When Zhuang realized that a successful hiding near the bright light stand would greatly improve his stealth function, he lurked nearby and would occasionally slip out to seize the naive Titosso from those trying to use her.

However, Zhuang, catching Jezel’s orders, was also deployed to hunt out the bad seniors trying to fleece the homunculus settlement support money, so Snowville found herself on a smooth path to approach Oknodie.

“I don’t understand why everyone finds it so hard to meet Oknodie. Hehe, well, it worked out for me!”

Thus she arrived at Oknodie’s destination.

In a magical maze garden where each time one entered, the paths changed and with each completion, the path-finding function increased by one, Snowville found Oknodie.

“Greetings, Dark Princess!”

“No! I cannot yield first place!”

“Excuse me?”

Unbeknownst to Snowville, there was a hidden gimmick in the magical maze garden that rewarded the first person to finish each day with an additional point to their pathfinding skill.

Oknodie, aware of the challengers intent on snagging the gimmick, dashed into the maze, leaving Snowville with no choice but to follow her if she wanted to strike up a conversation.

Of course, even such luck was limited to connecting until she finally met Oknodie; actually catching up to her and having a proper conversation would be a different matter entirely.

“Fast! Where did she go?!”

While lost and crying, Snowville was rescued by the Weird professor’s teaching assistants after wandering around the garden for a whole twelve hours.

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