Villain Hiring: Help! Author Wants Me Dead-Chapter 119: Training Sessions

"Since you're finally out of your self-induced misery, there's something else we need to discuss, Noah."

Knowing that I would not really get to enjoy the food today, I swallowed the bite in my mouth and shot Venus grandpa a curious glance. "What now?"

"The Champion's Trophy," he said simply.

I blinked.

"The Champion's Trophy?" I asked, trying to act totally oblivious to what he meant.

Sighing at me, Venus took another bite of buttered carrot from his plate.

"The biggest tournament in the new world—" Grandpa said, continuing. "Since the day we kings and queens had come to know of all this mess, we had made a secret pact to hold a competition to decide the new power ranking for this upcoming era."

"Each New World country has the chance to make different teams and enter the competition.

Unfortunately, because of the battle of Villo Greek that happened. It got postponed. But now that everything has started to stabilise again, it's time for it to be announced to the public soon.

If I'm not wrong, then the competition should be starting in the next few months." Venus said, taking another sip of Vine as he paused.

"Noah," Damien called all of a sudden, stop taking this lightly.

You have no choice but to do exactly as you did in the Book of Sin for this arc—uhum I mean tournament since it is one of the turning points in the story the God of this World has written." Hearing Damien's words did gave me more of a dread but I tried to ignore his words as Venus continued.

"It will be a worldwide championship and will be broadcasted throughout the world.

Not only this, but we are thinking of using this opportunity to enroll all the geniuses into the Starshore Academy.

The place where people with the highest potential to grow and become the pillars of this world come from.

So this World competition is just not for a show. The winners of it would gain power, influence, and access to resources that could shape the future of any house or faction.

It was huge." He said, finishing his dialogue as he almost choker the third time while telling me about it.

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And the worst part?

No matter how much I tried to escape it, I had no choice at all.

"You expect me to join?" I scoffed, pretending to decline his offer.

Venus gave me a look like I was an idiot. "Obviously. What, you think you can slack off forever? You've been treating your missions like some solo campaign, but real strength is tested against others, Noah."

"I don't need some flashy tournament to prove my worth."

"No, but you do need to start training properly," he shot back. "That is, if you really wanna save your loving grandma from the clutches of this shitty politics.

Believe me or not, but Ana is trying her best to make sure that Lucas wins the tournament and they can be a step more closer to this family's leadership."

"Do I look like I care for the throne, Venus?" I said flatly, maybe a little too rude for my tastes.

"Believe it or not, this world won't let you sit still, boy. You're not just some legendary assassin in the dark, Noah. You're a Romero. And Romeros don't get to be weak."

I clenched my jaw.

Weak.

That word had haunted me for months.

The feeling of helplessness. The pain of losing again and again.

The realization that no matter how much I fought, there was always someone stronger.

Venus was watching me, waiting for a response.

This oldie, he had hit me rught where it hurts.

Sylvie remained quiet, but I knew she agreed with him.

Pixie, though? She looked at me with something different in her eyes. Like she knew what I was thinking.

"You've come this far, Noah," she said softly. "You might as well go all the way."

I clicked my tongue, pushing my plate away. "Fine. I'll think about it."

Venus grinned. "Wrong answer."

I raised an eyebrow.

"You will join the training sessions in the virtual world starting tomorrow," he declared. "No more running off on your weird solo missions. No more avoiding the family's training ground.

You're going to fight alongside the rest of us and get stronger—properly this time."

I exhaled sharply. "You're really not giving me a choice here, huh?"

"Absolutely not," Venus said.

Sylvie nodded. "Good."

Pixie grinned. "At least I'll get to see you struggle."

I rolled my eyes. "You all suck."

But deep inside, I knew…

This was for the best.

Even if I wanted to pretend that I could survive alone, that I could handle everything by myself, the truth was—

I needed this.

I needed to be stronger.

Not just for me or even them.

But simply to fuck this author of mine sideways.

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