I'll Make It a Bad Ending Like a Villain

In the end, I had to return to the military academy that day without any income.

Filina burst into tears and lost her mind on the spot, and it was none other than Huey who woke her up.

He looked very embarrassed at the sight of Philina’s miserable desolation covered with tears, but he didn’t rush to ask her what was wrong.

He just kept a close eye on Philina and looked stupid as he eagerly ran her errands.

When I said I was thirsty, I quickly scooped up the water, and when my shoulder hurt, I massaged my shoulder with an awkward hand gesture.

Filina pampered Huey and then slowly headed back to her dorm.

He comforted her by saying that she would go find Lee again next time, but she didn’t say anything back.

I wonder if I can find Lee next time.

I wasn’t expecting much.

Filina didn’t go to the rest of the class until after lunchtime.

Many cadets were already seated in the training room. In a quiet mood as if meditating, Filina quietly held her breath and sought an empty seat.

But Henry was sitting next to where she was.

Filina paused for a moment, then reluctantly attached her buttocks when the instructor noticed.

The instructor shouted in a low voice.

“Everybody, keep your minds focused. You have to discover the power that lies within you.”

The class was the most basic level of training for the generation of mana, the supernatural energy of human beings.

For most cadets, however, the flow of energy did not change easily.

I kept tossing and turning to see if it was hard for me to concentrate, and someone opened my eyes to look at the position of the instructor.

Others tilted their heads back in drowsiness.

Philina also belonged to the former, to put it mildly. He didn’t seem to be concentrating at all.

In the first place, she doesn’t have mana.

Mana is also a source of magical power, so if it collides with Philina’s divine power, it loses its power. So this class didn’t do her any good right now.

Henry, on the other hand, was free to manipulate mana. On the contrary, he was full of strength and trained over a longer period of time to control it.

It was the same now.

Philina opened her eyes slightly to sneak a glance at Henry, who was sitting next to me.

I could feel a surge of energy around him.

Slowly, the sources of energy that had been moving dizzily began to fall into place, as if to soothe a crying child.

Presently, as the force settled firmly around Henry, his purple eyes crept open.

Filina quickly turned her head straight ahead and closed her eyes.

At the same time, I felt a gaze from the side.

Perhaps Henry had found her.

But that didn’t last long either.

When the instructor in front of him nagged the other cadets, Henry straightened his head and closed his eyes again.

That’s how the class ended.

As everyone scrambled out of the training room, Filina remained in place, yawning.

I was forcibly summoning mana that didn’t come out, so I felt like I had lost all my mental power.

As it was, I had drained all my strength from the hallucinatory forest from the morning, so I kept getting tired.

“Are you sleepy?”

At that moment, Philina, who had been distracted by the voice next to her, shook her shoulders.

When she turned to the side, she immediately met Henry’s gaze. His eyes were still as he stared at his water.

He sat in his original position, turning in the direction of Philina.

She said in a raspy voice.

“Why are you spying on someone else’s jaw?”

Henry replied, furrowing his eyebrows.

“I didn’t steal it.”

“Don’t lie. Even if you close your eyes, you can still feel all your gaze. Somehow the side of my head stings . . .”

Filina glanced at Henry with a tired look and wrapped her hand around one of my cheeks.

Seeing this, Henry closed his mouth as if he was embarrassed.

Leaving him alone, Philina stood up. Henry’s gaze followed her upwards.

“Where are you going?”

As she walked out of the training room, she looked at Henry with a frown.

“Where. Aren’t you going to have to go to the next class?”

“There’s still time.”

“Are you talking about something that only has six minutes left?”

“That’s time, too. Sit down for a moment, Lord Debussy.”

Henry pointed to the seat next to me and spoke in a firm voice.

All the cadets who remained in the training room had already been gone. So there were only Philina and Henry alone in the deserted space.

Philina, who had been looking down at him disapprovingly, sighed and pressed her hips to where she had originally sat.

In his heart, he wanted to just ignore him, but he had a price to pay for letting Leone go, so he couldn’t ignore Henry.

Sure enough, he talked about yesterday with a relaxed expression.

“Sir Debussy, as you know, yesterday the expressions of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Deputy Secretary Carmen were not very good. I guess it’s because I didn’t catch Lord Leone.”

She said, looking at Henry with dry eyes.

“Don’t turn it around and talk about it because it sucks.”

Philina’s cool voice whispered, his lips curling up to a whisper.

“Didn’t Sir Debussy say he would do anything for me?”

“So what are you going to do? Are you trying to pamper me like a slave?”

She shot Henry a cold look. A faint anger crept through his red pupils.

He stared at Pilina intently, frowning.

“Slavery . . . That’s nonsense. How could I ask Sir Debussy to do such a thing?”

“Don’t pretend to be cultured. So you got what you wanted by helping me with my request.”

Henry couldn’t deny what she was saying. He opened his lips as if he had something to say, but he couldn’t get it out.

He sighed softly and ran his hand through his silver hair.

Before I knew it, I had just over a minute left until the next class.

Nonetheless, Henry didn’t seem inclined to move.

“I’m not going to make any excuses. It is true that Sir Debussy asked me to do him a favor in order to get what he wanted.”

He made eye contact with Philina and spoke in a pale voice.

“If it had not been for Lord Debussy, I would have attacked Lord Leone without the slightest hesitation.”

Her face hardened.

Henry was staring at Philina’s enemy with an indifferent expression.

Her bloody voice spread through the still air.

“I won’t forgive you if you touch even one of Sir Leon’s hairs, Lord Argeni.”

Henry, who had been looking at Philina silently, replied in a muffled voice.

“Let’s keep that in mind.”

She didn’t like his cheeky tone, but she decided to be content with Henry’s answer.

At least he wasn’t the kind of person to rehash a word he spat out.

Henry raised his lips slightly, his gaze meeting hers.

“Now may I tell you what I want?”

His beautiful amethyst-like eyes stared straight at Philina.

Henry’s slow gaze created a strange tension.

She opened her mouth slowly, frowning.

“What do you want?”

At Philina’s question, he said in a low voice.

“First of all……”

“…….”

“Let’s get rid of that dignity first.”

She asked, frowning.

“Don’t say respect?”

“Yes.”

He replied in a clear voice. Filina opened her mouth again, looking incomprehensible.

“That’s what you want? Am I speaking against Lord Argeni?”

“That’s right. And I want you to call me by my first name.”

“?”

Filina glanced at him with a look that asked what else she meant. Then Henry averted his gaze slightly to see if he was embarrassed.

“So let’s be a little friendlier . . .”

“Are you crazy?”

She blurted out casually, as if she had heard something absurd.

Henry, who had thought that Philina’s expression would crumple at her words, continued with a nonchalant expression, as if he had now become accustomed to her last words.

“I would like you to omit the title in such a solitary setting.”

“What’s that again…”

Is it the sound of X.

She swallowed the back words quietly.

Henry added with a relaxed face.

“Honestly, I don’t mind having people, but I’m afraid Sir Debussy will be uncomfortable. To put it a little more simply……”

He hesitated for a moment, lowered his head, and then opened his mouth again.

“I hope you’ll be as comfortable with me as you were when you were talking to Lord Fieldman.”

Filina made no reply.

Then Henry glanced at her. He looked very timid.

It was funny that he had the audacity to say everything I wanted to say with such a personality.

“Well…”

He quickly raised his eyes as if to ask when he lowered his gaze. Henry’s lips drew a faint smile.

“Call me once, for you are alone, Sir Debussy.”

Philina’s expression contorted violently as she faced him.

It was hard to understand what the hell Henry was talking about.

She took a moment to catch her breath and ponder what he had said.

So now, what Henry is saying…, is that I want you to talk to Huey in a friendly way, like I would talk to Huey. Skipping the title?

Not even respectful, but half-word?

Is it crazy?

She glanced at Henry with an annoyed face. But he was looking at her quietly with a strange face.

To be precise, I was waiting for Philina to call my name.

It’s as if if I wouldn’t call her by name, I’d stay here all night waiting for her to speak.

Filina glared at him and bit her bottom lip.

And seriously doubted.

No way this bastard…, he doesn’t have a masochistic temperament, does he?

As if he had read Philina’s thoughts, Henry sighed suddenly and opened his mouth.

“I’m just hoping to get a little closer to Sir Debussy.”

“…… What are you going to do when you get closer?”

“I don’t have any big hopes either. It’s just a little annoying that Sir Debussy doesn’t like me.”

“I’m sure I’ve said it before. It’s almost impossible for me not to hate Lord Argeni.”

At the sound of her dry voice, Henry muttered with a grumbling expression.

“It doesn’t matter.”

The corners of his mouth narrowed as he cast an exclusive face.

“After all, Sir Debussy is in a position to do whatever I want from now on.”

Henry’s eyes scanned her lazily.

“Come on, call me, Lord Debussy.”