Reincarnated as a Novel's Villain: Creator of Curses and Blessings-Chapter 30: I’m the winner

Hector danced around the wooden figure’s attacks. At the same time, he delivered a series of blows, each one aimed precisely at the joints linking its limbs to its torso.

Every movement, every slash, flowed with skill and accuracy—no wasted motion, no mistakes.

Based on his analysis of the figure’s swordsmanship, he could easily deflect and counter its assaults without much trouble.

Even when the wooden figure began using mana and made things a bit harder, it was still no big deal. After all, Hector had already fully adapted to its fighting style.

"This is my win." Hector smirked as he increased the intensity of his attacks, gradually overwhelming the wooden figure.

In the blink of an eye, he activated [Dance of Shadow], slipping through its defenses and landing a fatal blow. The wooden figure’s right arm was torn apart into pieces.

The wooden figure staggered back. The joints connecting its parts screeched loudly, strained by overloaded activation.

"N-No way... He’s overpowering that thing." one student muttered in shock.

"Don’t just stand there! Take the chance! Defeat it and grab the red flag!" another student shouted, lunging toward the wooden figure.

Of course, Hector wouldn’t allow those trash to interfere. His breath hissed through the air as he kicked that student away, then finished off the wooden figure completely.

"Take the flag!"

All the students roared in crazy and rushed forward.

Hector clicked his tongue and took the red flag first. Then he swept his gaze around, his eyes cold and warning.

"If you want to die, I won’t stop you."

A wave of hesitation spread through everyone as looking at Hector’s sharp eyes. For sure, all of them had witnessed how strong Hector was.

However, there were still a couple of students who lunged at Hector. They didn’t have a choice—if they failed this exam, they would be expelled from the academy.

For commoners like them, that was the worst outcome they could imagine. The academy was the only place where they could grow in peace and as fast as possible.

They were also smart enough to realize that if they cooperated, there might still be a chance. On top of that, Hector had already been exhausted from his previous fight with the wooden figure.

Hector gazed at them in annoyance. Even if he was tired, he still had more than enough strength to deal with them.

Once again, Hector delivered his fatal blows, striking brutally. He didn’t give them any chance to fight back.

Dancing among them, he landed punch after punch, crushing their will. He even broke a few students’ legs and hands to threaten the others.

As expected, they didn’t stand a chance against him.

In the end, after a few minutes, they retreated in disappointment and boredom.

Unluckily, he didn’t receive any blessings from them. But that was understandable—commoners with blessings were rare.

Moreover, even if they had one, he didn’t think their blessings would be good enough for him.

Hector spat and smirked, glancing at the red flag in his hand.

’’I’m the winner.’’

***

The professors in the tracking room could only sigh and glance at each other, until the sounds of slamming and Kevin’s furious screaming rang out.

They had failed. Even after doing a lot of dirty things, they still couldn’t remove Hector from the exam.

It was both embarrassing and humiliating for them.

***

After a day had passed, Hector took a break and planned his next step. He needed money and a color-item.

Earning money was easy in this world, but earning a lot of money was a different matter. He needed a unique method.

Not only that, a color-item also cost a huge amount of money if he intended to buy one.

He spent half a day writing down the details he remembered from the novel on a piece of paper and hanging it in his dorm room.

Finally, a solid plan formed in his mind.

Without hesitation, he quickly went to find the one person who could help him at this time.

MC—he would meet Carl.

Because both of them had to make money, and Carl had a larger pressure to earn money than Hector.

Either way, Carl’s little sister would die soon if he didn’t have the money.

Usually, he practiced swordsmanship in the academy’s training room day after day, so finding him was easy.

A truly hard-working student.

Hector cleared his throat.

"Hello, dude. Got some free time?"

Carl, who was doing push-ups, ignored him completely.

Hector frowned slightly, not because of Carl’s attitude, but because of his strength. He had already reached five mana cores.

"Sure enough, he’s the protagonist after all."

Even if Hector had stolen Carl’s cheats, Carl still had plenty of other cheats. Now, Hector could even tell that Carl definitely possessed a blessing from God.

Though, he wasn’t completely sure.

And that was the first reason he came here—to confirm it. If Carl really did possess a blessing from God, he would proceed with his plan right away. He needed Carl’s blessing to deal with the boss of the black market.

Only a blessing from God could satisfy that person. Of course, Hector wouldn’t sacrifice himself—using the MC as a pawn was always the better choice.

It would be easy, anyway. Carl was stupid enough.

"Your blessing from God is pretty good. When did you get it?"

In an instant, Hector felt a violent murderous intent burst out from Carl.

Carl gritted his teeth in fury as he glared at Hector. Pure black scales emerged across his muscles, sending out waves of bizarre mana.

His pupils began to change into those of a dragon.

He roared with hostility.

"How do you know...?"

Hector forced himself to stay calm, suppressing the urge to shiver under Carl’s overwhelming pressure. He smirked in amusement.

"So it’s true. He really has a blessing from God." Hector thought.

Then, he sighed and said.

"The rumor... Don’t you know the rumor about you? That you possess a unique power. It’s not hard to guess you’ve got a good blessing."

Carl scowled, clenching his fist in anger, and muttered,

"Is that true?"

Hector shrugged and nodded.

Actually, Hector was just lying. There was no rumor about Carl at all. However, Carl had no way of knowing whether his words were true or false.

Carl must’ve believed it, as for him, since that was the only reason Hector could know about his blessing from God.

But in truth, Carl himself had just confirmed everything after Hector casually asked a random question.

In a bad mood, Carl snarled.

"What the fuck do you want, telling me all that?"

Hector sighed and cleared his throat.

"I want to cooperate with you... I guarantee you’ll get what you want."

Carl smirked in annoyance, then spoke in a cold voice.

"Fuck off. I have no business with you."

Hector clicked his tongue.

"So you don’t want to earn money... an amount big enough to save your sister."

Once again, Hector felt a chill run down his spine as Carl released a suppressive aura that filled the place.

At that moment, sweat began to flow down Hector’s face. He muttered,

"Damn... what kind of blessing did he get?"

Carl was completely different from the last time he met him, as if he were a different person. At this moment, Carl looked like more an ancient beast than a common human.

Carl’s power was even on par with Hector’s summon.

Carl, his face twisted, roared,

"If you mention my sister again, I’ll kill you—even if we’re in the academy."

Hector quietly shook his head.

"What a shame... You’ll regret this. I don’t think you can pass up a chance to earn ten thousand gold coins."

"Good luck. Hope you can save your sister by scraping up a few coins in the dungeon."

Hector shrugged and turned around, heading toward the exit of the training room.

He didn’t believe Carl would miss this opportunity to earn money. In the novel, Carl failed to earn enough money in time to save his sister. It was a harsh period for Carl.

Of course, he still had another plan if Carl disagreed.

"Wait!" an irritated voice rang out.

Meanwhile, Hector licked his lips and glanced back at Carl with a sly, vicious look.

"Gotcha."