“That was no coincidence! His movements look clumsy, but every step lands exactly in the attack’s blind spot! What kind of movement technique is that?”
“He’s not just dodging; he’s predicting! All of Her Highness the Imperial Princess’s attacks seem to be within his calculations!”
The students gasped in disbelief.
Even Mentor Borg watched, dumbfounded.
In his eyes, Lynn’s seemingly chaotic movements were filled with a mysterious rhythm.
Each time, he evaded the most lethal strikes with the smallest possible movements.
That was a master-level movement technique!
Only Lynn knew he was about to piss himself.
‘Predicting? My foot!’
It was because he had personally designed all of Vivian’s sword techniques back in the day just to look cool!
He remembered every move’s starting stance, its attack range, and even the recovery frame data perfectly!
He wasn’t predicting; he was using pattern memorization!
“Not bad,” Vivian said as her offensive grew more fierce.
“It seems you haven’t been slacking off. However, just dodging won’t be enough. What if I back you into a corner?”
She let out a sharp cry, and her sword style shifted.
It was no longer broad, sweeping slashes, but a dense, airtight web of blades that sealed off all of Lynn’s paths of retreat!
Lynn was forced into the corner of the field, his back against the stone wall.
There was nowhere left to run!
Vivian’s greatsword let out a piercing howl as it tore through the air, thrusting straight toward his knee!
If this strike landed, his leg would truly be gone.
“As long as your legs are broken, you won’t be able to run away ever again, right?”
Vivian’s voice, like a demon’s whisper, drifted clearly into Lynn’s ears.
**[Vivian’s Blackening Value: 95%]**
“It was over!”
Lynn felt a wave of despair.
At that critical moment, the Saintess, Alicia, who had been standing still by the sidelines, moved.
She simply raised her hand and pointed a single finger toward Vivian.
A thread made of pure Holy Light, invisible to the naked eye, shot silently toward Vivian.
It wasn’t an attack.
It was a “Blessing.”
A “kind” blessing that could cause one’s power to instantly spiral out of control.
Vivian, who was thrusting toward Lynn with all her might, suddenly stiffened.
She felt the Battle Qi inside her body suddenly go into a wild, uncontrollable frenzy!
‘Oh no!’
She wanted to pull back her sword, but it was already too late.
The greatsword moved several times faster than intended, carrying an unstoppable force as it slammed ruthlessly toward Lynn’s leg.
“Thud!”
Vivian’s sword was embedded in the ground right in front of Lynn, the blade reflecting his pale, bloodless face.
The air in the entire classroom seemed to be frozen by the blade.
“Answer me.”
Vivian’s voice entered his ears, devoid of any emotion.
At the same time, Lynn felt a searing heat around his neck.
He looked down.
It was a thin white-gold necklace with a small cross pendant.
It was the Blessed Relic that Alicia had personally placed around his neck before they left the Shrine.
Now, this holy artifact was burning hot.
**[Alicia’s Blackening Value: 92%]**
**[Warning: Detected host has had excessive contact with a “Source of Impurity.” Purification Program preparing to launch.]**
‘What the hell is a Purification Program?’
Lynn didn’t dare to think about it, but he knew that if he didn’t get away from Vivian soon, his neck might actually be strangled or burned off by this “holy artifact.”
His gaze drifted over Vivian’s shoulder, catching sight of Alicia at the classroom door.
She was still standing there with a holy smile on her face, but those blue eyes were locked firmly onto the cross around his neck.
She was controlling it remotely!
“I…”
Lynn opened his mouth, but his throat was too dry to make a sound.
The burning sensation on his neck grew stronger, as if he were being branded with a hot iron.
He had to get away from Vivian right now!
“I…”
Lynn took a deep breath, and his face suddenly crumpled into an expression of intense pain as he clutched his stomach.
“I can’t… My stomach hurts! I need to go to the restroom!”
It was a terrible excuse.
But it was the only way he could think of to escape immediately.
Vivian’s brow furrowed, her eyes filled with suspicion.
“Your stomach hurts?”
“Yes, it hurts so much!”
Lynn’s acting was incredibly realistic.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead—half of it from the performance and half from the burning heat.
“Maybe… maybe I ate something bad this morning!”
As he spoke, he carefully stood up from his seat, trying to sidestep the greatsword.
Vivian didn’t move.
Her body was like a wall, blocking Lynn’s path.
She looked down at Lynn, her gaze scanning back and forth between him and Alicia at the door.
“You’d better not be trying any tricks.”
“I’m really not!”
Lynn was almost in tears.
“If I don’t go now, I’m really going to ruin these pants! Imperial Princess, surely you wouldn’t want to witness such an ungraceful scene?”
He deliberately emphasized the word “ungraceful.”
A flash of disgust crossed Vivian’s face.
She was a severe germaphobe.
While not as obsessive as Alicia, she still couldn’t tolerate any filth near her.
Finally, she stepped aside, clearing a path.
As if receiving a divine pardon, Lynn scrambled out of the classroom.
The moment he rushed out, the burning sensation around his neck finally weakened.
**[Alicia’s Blackening Value: 90%]**
He didn’t dare look back.
He sprinted down the hallway and ducked into the men’s restroom.
Lynn locked the stall door behind him and leaned against it, panting heavily.
He pulled open his collar.
A ring of skin around his neck had been burned bright red.
This collar was Alicia’s remote monitor!
As long as he got too close to other women—especially a woman like Vivian, whom Alicia defined as “impure”—it would trigger a punishment.
‘How the hell am I supposed to survive in this academy?’
Just as Lynn was thinking this, footsteps echoed outside the stall.
The footsteps were light and elegant, stopping right in front of his stall door.
Lynn’s heart skipped a beat.
He was far too familiar with those footsteps.
“Are you in there?”
Alicia’s voice drifted through the thin door, so gentle it gave him the creeps.
“Are you alright? Do you need me to come in and help you?”
A Saintess following someone into the men’s restroom.
Was that reasonable?
In the world of a yandere, it was perfectly reasonable.
“I’m fine!”
Lynn answered quickly.
“It’s just… just an upset stomach!”
“Is that so?”
There was a hint of a smile in Alicia’s voice.
“I thought perhaps your body was having a rejection reaction because you were tainted by something impure.”
Her words were loaded with meaning.
Lynn knew she was waiting for him to take a stance.
“Yes! You’re right!”
Lynn immediately followed her lead.
“That woman is just too filthy! Just standing near her made my whole body feel uncomfortable. Even my stomach started protesting!”
He sold Vivian out without a second thought.
It wasn’t like Vivian could hear him anyway.
There was a moment of silence outside the door.
The burning sensation on Lynn’s neck vanished completely.
**[Alicia’s Blackening Value: 85%]**
“It worked!”
“I knew it. You are pure and flawless,” Alicia said, her voice sounding quite pleased.
“Don’t worry. Soon, I will be able to purify all the filth in this academy for you. Until then, please be patient.”
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