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Transmigrated As The Final Villain of a Death Game-Chapter 201: The Headmaster [ 1 ]
After a few hours of flying and mapping out the area to make sure I didn’t forget where to enter this place from, Clementine and I found ourselves on a mountain only a few kilometers away from Aldraazan.
The city was as lively and huge as I remembered. Though, for some reason, I spotted a dozen guards roaming around.
Was there some kind of official present?
"I think they’re hosting a party," Clementine said.
"A party?"
She nodded and then pointed at the palace at the very end of Aldraazan. Upon closer look, I saw exactly what she was talking about.
There were a few miniature dragon statues placed in front of the palace. Not only that, there was some kind of steam machine placed inside them that made them spew out colorful steam.
Aside from that, ordinary people came and went as they pleased. Since that would normally not be possible, she was right.
There really was some kind of party or festival going on.
Nothing that I could remember, though.
But...
"I think if the main character gets a really good run and defeats some powerful demons, the emperor hosts a gala in his honor. This might be it."
"What’s a gala?"
"Just a more formal banquet or a party. They’d be celebrating his achievements, getting drunk, and whatever."
Clementine nodded.
"So what’s the plan, then? Do you want to kidnap Kevin and the others?"
A bead of sweat ran down my forehead.
"Maybe not...? Let’s first meet with the headmaster. I want to ask him some questions. And if anything, I was thinking of turning him into your Soul Knight. Actually, a Soul Mage, maybe?"
"I’d like that, but let’s maybe not do that? He’s Grade 60, and even though we’re powerful, I have a bad feeling about him. I think we’d lose if we were to fight him."
"..."
Well, she’s not wrong.
His Space Manipulation Gift is at the Grandmaster rank, if not higher.
As it stands, he could probably flick his finger, bypass my defenses, and decapitate me.
So she’s right.
"Okay. Then let’s go in for a normal chat."
Though I’m guessing it’s going to be far from normal, especially when he realizes that the fragment he had put inside my heart is no longer there.
Speaking of...
"He just locked onto us."
"Did he really?"
I nodded and followed the headmaster’s energy straight into his office. Like always, his office was neat and tidy, with not a single speck in sight. And despite him just locking onto us, he looked oblivious.
Well, I might as well make this short.
I extended my hand, and Clementine grabbed it.
In an instant, our figures turned into black lightning and teleported toward the single spark of lightning I had conjured inside the headmaster’s office.
Upon reappearing, our figures scorched his carpet and even blew away the paperwork he had been doing. Yet despite that, the headmaster didn’t even budge an inch as he grabbed the next set of papers and continued scribbling.
Clementine narrowed her eyes as hatred flared in them. She clearly didn’t like him after I told her just what kind of man he was.
"Amon Everness and Clementine Noir. It’s a pleasure to see you two again."
He didn’t even look up from his paper.
How disrespectful.
"Mind if I call you Ariston?" I asked.
"Call me whatever you’d like. Ariston is my surname. Alexius is my name."
Shouldn’t it be the other way around?
Anyhow...
"You don’t seem that surprised to see us. Were you waiting for us?"
He stopped writing and raised his head.
"Regardless of my intent, you would have been called back next week. You have someone you need to meet, after all."
Hearing that, I tried to quickly connect the dots in my mind, and although I wasn’t sure if I was correct, I had an inkling that the headmaster, as well as the retainer I’m supposed to meet soon, are connected.
"On that note, I see you’ve removed the fragment from within your heart. That’s pretty impressive that you managed to accomplish that, but if you want to remain in our good graces, then I’m afraid you’ll have to consume another one."
"Pfft... Is that right?"
I cocked my head back, and right as I was about to continue speaking, I spotted nearly ten Holy Knights emerge from the floor and surround the headmaster. They pointed their swords at his neck. Not only that, a thin needle hung just above his head, ready to pierce him and his soul at any moment.
"Choose your next words carefully."
At Clementine’s cold words, the headmaster paused for a moment.
He looked slightly amused, which was weird since he shouldn’t have emotions.
Just then, I felt a powerful surge of energy swell up inside his chest and then abruptly burst outward. It took the form of a dark purple spear that seemed to ignore all the Holy Knights, separating their bodies in two and ultimately arriving in front of Clementine.
In the fraction of a second, I saw Clementine cover her body in diamonds. Yet I had no intention of letting Alexius even touch her skin, so I enveloped his attack in Telekinesis.
To my genuine surprise, I felt some kind of connection to this purple energy, and when I looked further, I realized it reminded me of the spatial pull I had felt back when I was draining the black hole out of Rachel’s body.
It was very familiar.
And my Telekinesis seemed to think that as well.
★★★Telekinesis [Master] (Lv.1 → Lv.2) 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
With a single thought, I overpowered Alexius’s energy, causing his attack to significantly slow down.
And with one final thought, I used Atomic Destabilization to turn his whole attack to dust as all of the energy inside it scattered.
Clementine narrowed her eyes and moved her severed Holy Knight to where the majority of the energy had scattered. Just then, her Holy Knight regenerated, and instead of the usual silver, its sword was now completely purple.
Almost like she had just forced it to absorb Alexius’s energy to regenerate instead of her own.
It was impressive.
But this interaction also told me one thing.
I could counter Alexius, since our energies were so similar.
And since I had much more energy than him, as well as Clementine and Morr to help me...
We might actually be able to kill him here.







