Transmigrated As The Final Villain of a Death Game-Chapter 208: Training [ 3 ]

Clementine sat beside me and sipped on some tea. By now, it was dark outside, and both she and I trained someone.

"Melina’s... She’s very hard to deal with. She thinks singing is a joke and is only meant for babies."

Polar opposites.

"Is there a but in there?"

She shook her head.

"No buts, sadly. I had to make her say different words in different pitches since she’s being such a lazy bum."

I chuckled at that analogy.

But yeah, she was a lazy bum even in the game.

After all, why train when your power is literally gifted to you? She grows stronger just by breathing at this point.

Though, neither of us wanted her in that state. We needed her to not be lazy and actually put in some effort.

"Try to convince her tomorrow."

Clementine rolled her eyes.

"You don’t have to tell me that. I know, and I’ll make sure to get rid of that arrogant tone of hers."

Heh.

I glanced over at Kevin, who was still trying to strike the boulder.

Although I get that it’s hard... I gave him all the instructions and basically handed him the knowledge on a diamond plate.

Should I just get him a different sword?

Ugh...

Right as I was about to stand up and approach Kevin, a certain someone appeared on my shoulder.

[You seem to be doing quite well for yourself.]

"Morr."

"Morr!"

Clementine turned toward Morr and tried to hug it. However, Morr merely teleported to my other shoulder, avoiding her.

[Tell that woman to keep her paws off me.]

"I won’t tell her that," I answered.

[Humph...]

It felt silent for a moment, and honestly, I thought it had just come out to bond with us.

But although I didn’t know Morr well, I knew that this raven would never come out willingly.

It wasn’t lazy, but it was very practical. Hell, it didn’t even come out when I was on the brink of fighting Alexius.

So for it to come out now...

"Do you see someone interesting?"

[On the contrary...]

Morr pointed its wing at Isabelle.

[This woman. Why does she have such a high affinity for Guardians?]

"Hm? How would I know?"

She didn’t have anything like that in the game.

"If you’re so curious, why not go and ask her?"

Morr paused for a moment.

[I have a proposition.]

"I accept."

[...]

[You haven’t heard my proposition yet.]

I rolled my eyes.

"You’re going to offer to train her?"

[...I wish to chat with her.]

For an ancient, deadly, and somewhat cute raven, Morr kind of wore its emotions on its shoulders. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

...Do ravens even have shoulders?

I shook my head at those stray thoughts and said:

"I know Guardians can see the memories of their contractors, so if you really want to train her, also teach her how to use her imagination to utilize her Gift instead of picturization."

Morr thought it over for a moment, then nodded its beak at me.

[That can be done.]

Hum...

Morr really was eager to teach her, huh? Was she as special as Morr was claiming?

I honestly hope so.

The stronger she is, the more useful she’ll be in a few months.

And since Morr also knew that, it flapped its wings and vanished off my shoulder, reappearing on Isabelle’s shoulder instead.

"Kyaaaa!"

Isabelle’s scream startled Kevin and Melina as she abruptly jumped up and stepped back.

She seemed frightened for a moment, but once she realized that it was just a raven, she calmed down.

"That’s very un-princess-like of you," Melina remarked.

Isabelle scoffed at her comment. She didn’t even humor her.

Yet, once she locked eyes with Morr, her body stiffened.

I couldn’t hear it, but I was sure Morr was talking inside her head right now.

And when she glanced over at me, I could tell that her look was that of someone trying to get confirmation.

So I just gave her a thumbs up, assuring her it’s fine.

And with that, she nodded at Morr and began mumbling words I couldn’t hear.

"That solves that issue."

Clementine leaned against my shoulder and just rested there for a moment.

Her cheeks were a little cold, so I quickly reached into my dimensional ring and took out a coat before placing it over her shoulders.

"Thank you."

"Mhm."

I wrapped one hand around her waist and pulled her closer, wanting to enjoy her warmth for at least a few more minutes.

Finally, the two of us separated and walked back to the people we were training. Clementine to Melina, and me to Kevin.

I approached him and then tapped on his shoulder.

He turned around, and for some reason, I saw a look of regret in his eyes.

"What’s wrong?"

"It’s nothing..."

I narrowed my eyes.

"It’s not nothing. If you want me to take you seriously, then you need to be open with me. Just think of me as your instructor."

He paused mid-thrust, then lowered his head slightly.

"Have you ever killed someone?"

I nodded.

"I have killed a few people. Why?"

"Did all of them deserve to die?"

My brow twitched at those words.

"No... Not all of them deserved to die, but had I not killed them, many more people would’ve died."

Kevin let out a chuckle.

"Yes. I try to use self-justification too, but I can’t seem to get over the person I’ve killed."

...He’s killed someone.

I felt like I had misheard.

In the game, Kevin had never killed anyone, at least not until the descent of the demons.

So what’s he talking about here?

"Who’d you kill?"

"My grandfather."

"...?"

Pardon?

The same person who raised him?

The same person who taught him swordsmanship and everything he knew about swords?

How’s that possible?

"I..."

I couldn’t even utter any words as I was just too stunned.

And seeing my stunned expression, Kevin weakly thrust his wooden sword into the boulder.

"The reason I came to the academy was because I was running away from my guilt. I accidentally came across it, and the headmaster took me in."

"...But I’m guessing you’re curious why I killed my grandfather, aren’t you?"