I Became the Daughter of the Academy’s Villain

<883 – The Unqualified One (6)>

The third-years, whose lectures clashed with Oknodie, were a bit miffed.

No, they were really miffed.

“Honestly, if I were Oknodie, I would have ruled the undead, making them kill each other to clear the path and open the door.”

“If I were Oknodie, I would have cast an undead time bomb spell, thrown it at the professor, and let the angry professor take down the mid-boss.”

“Would it really hurt to join in on the fun? How petty.”

Oknodie, who found and ruled the undead while others discovered death zones filled with experimental materials in front of every classroom, cowardly sneaked into the lecture hall!

As the mid-bosses spun the students around in a whoosh, effortlessly knocking them down like bowling pins, they turned into docile sheep whenever they spotted only Oknodie, which was really infuriating.

“What were your mid-bosses doing?”

“Just telling us the lunch menu. How about you?”

“I applied nail polish that gives +30 charm experience points.”

“That’s lame.”

“Honestly, that’s better. I heard someone revealed the professor’s safe password. Picking pockets should be done fair and square, but keeping the password to oneself is just pathetic, right?”

“Totally pathetic.”

“Oknodie should really get it.”

In perfect unity, just like the third-years who had spent time together under Mandela Castera’s guidance, they quickly aligned their thoughts.

As Oknodie, who was enjoying a carefree lecture, returned to the dormitory, they plotted to give him a piece of their minds using traps they crafted together!

The third-years filled the dormitory entrance with traps and magic circles, feeling more guilt than pride as they imagined the Dark Princess, who would rise as the next leader of the underworld, crying because of their mean prank.

“Should we stop?”

“Honestly, it feels too much like being human trash.”

“I heard someone quit school and became a criminal for doing something like this last year?”

“Ah~ there was that one named Velocasio.”

“What happened to him after getting out of the Great Prison?”

“No idea. He’s probably doing something somewhere.”

So, the third-years decided to just drag their exhausted bodies back to the dormitory and rest.

And then they froze in their tracks at the sight of the largest death zone they’d seen throughout all their lectures.

Their destination was to give Oknodie a hard time.

Of course, it was the Adventure Department Dormitory.

Having the cheek to not go back to their own dorm, they thought to take a breather at their friends’ quarters, taking advantage of the professors’ rare kindness of assigning homework while the entire world outside the academy was in chaos!

For once, they could spend a week being plagued by the undead instead of homework!

However, their train of thought conveniently overlooked a critical flaw.

“What was the theme of the Adventure Department Dormitory again?”

“A dungeon dorm that changes every week.”

“…So, a lot of things probably died there?”

“Yeah, monsters or sometimes students’ summoned beasts might die or disastrous accidents can happen, and that might include instructors.”

“…If we can’t close this, it’ll completely open up just like the Capital of the Empire.”

The emergence of a massive death zone composed of all the monsters that past dorm students had slain!

The third-years, worried that they might end up as dorm refugees jumping from one dorm to another instead of returning to their own, grabbed their classmates who were sneaking away.

“Let’s deal with it together, okay?”

“If you leave it unattended now thinking it’s none of your business, that could easily grow to your dorm’s doorstep.”

“You all have those magic circles made to prank Oknodie, right? Let’s lay them down and help clean up. Sound good?”

Unintentionally, all the tools they had prepared to mess with Oknodie were perfectly suited for sealing off the large death zone.

They surely felt regret for the effort put into crafting those traps and for sneaking the magic circles and mana boards in while avoiding the instructors’ eyes, and fear loomed that if the monstrous quantity increased in frightening numbers and covered all dorms, thousands could die!

As a result, the third-years found themselves hastily diving into the battle against the large death zone.

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It was a busy day.

The sensation of difficulty skyrocketing echoed around them, desperately ignored as they trudged back to the dorm, only to find, lo and behold, that the front yard of the dorm was an absolute warzone.

Rolling on the floor, they picked up a skull that brushed their foot and infused it with dark mana, causing hazy eyes and bluish veins to form.

“What the heck is going on here?”

[We are the spirits of unfortunate monsters killed in the Adventure Department Dormitory… We were once part of a peaceful monster village on the continent until humans attacked and abducted us; they subjected us to artificial breeding and bodily experiments until we were designated as monsters for the dormitory to be used for students’ convenience… and we have returned for revenge against these cruel humans…]

“Uh, oh! I didn’t do any experiments! I finished all the necessary research before this round started!”

While I was desperately making excuses against the monsters’ condemnation of humans, the familiar sound of a light stand being turned off was heard.

“Titosso!”

“Is Oknodie an idiot? Why are you even listening to that monster? Look, no matter what, I’m not going to listen to monsters! You’re dumber than I am! Idiot!”

“Hey! Can’t I say something back? I’m allowed to talk a bit, right? That’s too much!”

“Ah, sorry! I didn’t think you would be this sensitive!”

Amidst the playful banter, one ambitious third-year student swung their sword with might, slashing down five undead, while a golem rented from the Production Department broke the arm of a medium monster, grabbed its big club, and struck with a crash to the head.

As someone lit up a flamethrower, managing to fend off a flood of monsters, the sacred flames from the prayer-casting older students engulfed the flamethrower, saturating it with holiness.

“We won!”

“Is it finally over?”

“Oh no, wait. Something’s stirring at the boundary again.”

The fierce battles that felt like a true warzone seemed to tilt towards victory for the third-years, but the black boundary of the death zone began to emit ominous light, conjuring a new legion of spirits.

Since the dungeon eradicated in the Adventure Department Dormitory hadn’t been fully cleared, the spirits waiting in line for a turn to enter swarmed in like prebooked guests upon seeing the front seats empty.

“Switch!!”

“Get in here for the next round!!”

“Where’s the night shift?!”

Watching the desperate scene unfold, I slyly asked Titosso.

“Want to camp out tonight? I think every Adventure Department student should know how to sleep sitting against a tree using night wind as a blanket!”

“I hate bugs!”

“I have plenty of bug repellent.”

Just then, Sadako’s lecture was canceled, and Jiang, who was making a return with us, poured out bug repellent.

“Assassins are usually seasoned campers, so bug repellent is a staple!”

While we were preparing to roast some potatoes for a midnight snack and build a campfire, the third-years just returned from the battlefield were not pleased.

“But you’re also an Adventure Department student! It’s not fair with the third-years across other dorms struggling to survive!”

“I’m not even from the Adventure Department, but come on!”

Sing piped out and slipped away.

If they stuck to this course, the enemies that would come out next would be stronger.

But everyone wanted to give it a go, so there was no choice.

“Titosso; click!”

“Click!”

“Light it up! Max output!”

“Seriously? Is it okay? Won’t I get in trouble for making it too bright?!”

“The upperclassmen wanted this. It’s self-defense!”

Excited that they could finally turn on the full-power lights without limits, Titosso activated it.

Some lights were painfully bright, even with eyes closed.

Titosso’s full-power light did just that.

– AHHHHH!!!

– NOOOoooo! AAAAAAHHH!

The desperate screams of the undead monsters echoed, followed by the sound of their bodies collapsing and crumbling.

The light, surpassing mere brightness, began to embody the power of the [Saintess of the Revolutionary Army], burning the undead within the illuminated range into the light itself.

“Is, is it over?”

“The boundary isn’t glowing anymore.”

“The wave is done. We can finally sleep!”

“Yay!”

“Titosso for the win! Long live the Saintess of the Revolutionary Army!”

Titosso, high on the people’s praises, raised her arms and turned on the disco ball light.

The people were not undead, but blinded as they gazed at the light, screaming for the blissful eye burn to stop with pure criticism.

Titosso pouted and turned off the disco ball.

“Still, it’s nice to see my hard work recognized after so long.”

“Tomorrow will be different, right?”

“That sounds ominous. What if an even higher undead shows up that counters Titosso’s abilities?”

“That would be preferable. At least she could take a break if it’s useless!”

“…Is there something worse in the academy than this?”

“The Adventure Department Dungeon monsters come only from one out of the selected dungeons in the Comprehensive Dungeon Theme Park each week, right?”

“!!”

“Then just imagine how many undead monsters’ spirits are there in the main battlefield of the Comprehensive Dungeon Theme Park?!”

The sheer volume that Jiang would shudder before appeared early at dawn.

Seeing the mass that covered the Southern Plains of the Academy, the older students smackingly woke up the Production Department students and ordered them to start building emergency walls.

On the hastily built lighthouse filled with amplification magic circles, Titosso, being dragged out with sleep still in her eyes, stepped inside at dawn.

Flash—

Flash—

As expected, due to Titosso’s overwhelmingly strong and convenient light, she had now sunk into a full-time lighting labor from morning till night.

“Titosso’s so pitiful.”

“Then we’ll have to make the most of the time she has afforded us!”

“For example?”

“Older dorm mates along with Titosso can form a defense line at the student life zones while the student council pushes the front lines, leaving the special forces to take out the boss-level monsters in the death zone!”

Jiang, realizing it was now his turn as an assassin, sparkled with excitement.

While everyone draws the undead’s attention along the front, we’ll jump into a surprise boss raid.

“I’ll catch more than you. I’m not losing in assassination!”

“Give it a try!”

Jiang’s eagerness vanished upon realizing he was targeting the dark demon, a high-grade monster towering 35m tall.

“But ghosts don’t have blood…”

Jiang muttered sorrowfully amidst the thwarted assassination.

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