The Goddess Made A Mistake Again

I was gaining a good amount of popularity in the academy.

Earning a fair amount of scowls and insults from most of my classmates.

Going straight to Rank 1 from 69.

Fighting and defeating the best fighters from all classes of first year, except Class A.

Winning the exam that a class F student has never ever won before.

Getting scouted by none other than the best instructor for melee fights, Harold Graydol.

Life seemed to be getting pretty good with the other things on the side. So I had already expected to see a day like this coming.

"I challenge you to a Ranked Duel!"

I just didn't expect it would be Landon.

I look at the guy seriously. Seeing me looking at him so intently, he asked, "What?"

"I was just wondering… whether it was you or your friends that hit the wall." I say while having a thoughtful look, "Because it certainly looks like you're the one with concussion."

Landon clicked his tongue, "Is this how you reply to a student who wants to have a ranked match?" Then he smiled, "Or are you just scared to accept, that's why your spinning this around."

"Seriously, did you learn nothing from the last encounter?" I say exasperatedly, "Do I have to remind you that it was you who was kneeling and your friend knocked out by the door?"

He's buddies Halford and Greyjoy visible shivered as they remembered the painful memory.

Good!

Memories that are painful will be remembered more than love or any other memory. But it seems like I was quite soft on Landon… otherwise this brat wouldn't have come backed to get fucked again.

"Landon Cleve" I sigh, "You might be the stupidest or brain damaged person I know."

"Hey-"

"But since you're giving me your rank so easily, I see no point in refusing."

"I accept your challenge."

This is the point, Landon started smirking and I knew he had other plans.

"Hold on," He put his hands forward to a stop, "You're not going to be fighting me, but him."

I look at where he pointed and saw a guy taller than him, standing at 5.8 and had a toned body. Probably a good brawler and the smirk on his face told me he had good confidence.

The strange thing is… this guy isn't a first year.

"Hmm… are you a third year?"

The guy smirked, his confidence increased, "I get that a lot but no. I'm a second year student."

"What class?"

"Class B"

"So second place hired hand huh? Couldn't even get yourself someone from Class A?"

Hearing that, the guy's face turned red and he growled, "How dare you disrespect me like that, I'm your senior!"

I stand up, now towering over the guy as his eyes shook slightly, "And you forget that I'm in Class A. Which means if you aren't a second year Class A student, third year Class B or above, then I don't have any value, second rate loser!"

The second year's face scrounged up even more and he wanted nothing more than to punch me, but without proper fighting authorization, his current identity won't save him from the backlash.

As I said before, Identity was everything here.

Even if I am at the last rank, I'm still in Class A, the best of the best in my year. I couldn't be touched so easily anymore, unless it was someone stupid in my class like Landon.

"You're putting this out of topic. You agreed to a ranked fight and now you will fight him." Landon said, pointing to the second year who was itching to beat my ass.

Everyone else saw the clear trap over here. But most of them quietly waited to see the spectacle.

Only Elisabeth and her other friend felt this was unfair and wanted to speak up.

"Wait a second!" Before anyone else could say anything, I raise my index.

"You never said anything about that guy." I tell Landon who seemed to be smiling.

"Oh that? Well, after you so painfully beat me that day, my hand hasn't fully healed yet." Landon showed a fake bandage that he probably wrapped sloppily with the help of his friends.

"So I, myself, can't fight you unfortunately." Landon happily gestured to the guy, "But he has decided to represent himself as my substitute so you'll be facing him."

"But I didn't agree to fight a substitute."

"So that means you won't fight after accepting? You're chickening out then." Landon smiled, his amateur plan coming up to this.

"Really? That's the great plan you wrought up over so many days?" I rub my head in pain, "Truly, you show us that even among the best, some are only here to be just cannon fodder."

"Wha- What! You!"

I interrupt him, "Let me finish, Mr. Waste of a Seat."

"Your plan was to make me agree to a ranking duel and then bring this guy. Later when I disagree, as I already have, you'll call me out and say that I am a chicken. Your plan ultimately destroying my reputation and causing me to go back home and cry into my pillow all night."

Landon smiled, "I don't know where you got that idea, but I definitely liked the added 'cry into your pillow' part."

"Well, Mr. Evil Mastermind, you forgot one thing." Landon raises his brow, "That I don't care about my reputation."

His face only got more confused, "Yo- You're just trying to put in some excuse."

"I'm not lying. Everybody already hates me over here and those that don't, they fear me and are knowledgeable enough to stay away from me." I explain.

"But here you are, with a dumbass plan to destroy my already dumbass reputation… you sure this is the right move?"

The whole class was quiet from the beginning but after hearing me they couldn't help but agree. They already found Landon's lame trap bad and hearing me only made it worse.

Landon was stumped for a while before he suddenly smirked, "But it isn't about your reputation, it's about you."

I look thoughtfully as he explains, "You said you're the best over here and surely the best wouldn't stray away from a challenge."

"So either you accept and fight him or you reject and tell everyone that you are just a meathead whose all talk!"

…Shit, he's got me there.

Should know that when backed into a corner, cockroaches can sometimes turn around and change the pace.

"You're absolutely right." I say as Landon's face cracks before he beamed, "But I still refuse."

"Hah! I kne-"

"Unless…"

Landon, the second year and everyone listened closely.

"Unless… I get to slap you and when I defeat him, he loses his rank. How about it?" I say with a business like smile.

Landon seemed hesitant but it was only for a moment but the second year's face morphed into distress, "Hey, this isn't what I agree-"

"Are you really walking out?" Landon asked him, "You seriously believe he can defeat you?"

The second year took a look at me and I give him a pain filled smile and he looked at Landon with panic.

Landon sighed, brought him aside and whispered something before coming back, "Alright, it's settled, he'll accepts the conditions."

I smile, happy that I'm getting exactly what I wanted.

"Alright, let's start thi-"

Before I could finish, a figure blurred inside the classroom and stopped before.

The figure looked at me.

"How could you forget! I'm the one who should have been first!"

I smile at the new figure, "It's been a while…"

"Halos Gradois"