The Villain is Too Good at Sniping

40. Arsene’s Holiday (3)

At the same time, on the 1st floor of the Charnelia Tower.

First-year students who were on holiday were gathered together, when a man who didn’t fit in with the crowd approached the dormitory.

“Hey, junior. Come here for a minute.”

“Me? Me?”

The 2nd-year student responded with a nod instead of words.

The scar on his face and the twin sword-shaped tattoo on his arm, visible through his rolled-up sleeve, were intimidating. It wasn’t a tattoo that a student at Arsene would have.

The 1st-year student who was called approached cautiously, and the 2nd-year student, who looked like he was hiding something, scolded him again.

“What’s wrong, junior? Come here quickly. Am I going to eat you or something?”

“Ah, ah, no…no.”

“What’s your name?”

“Elin… Beonard… sir.”

The 1st-year student approached hesitantly. There was a significant height difference between the two.

“So, Elin. I just want to ask you something.”

“Yes…?”

“Is there a student named Sion or something here?”

“Sion… sir?”

Elin hesitated for a moment. It was terrifying that the 2nd-year student had suddenly appeared, and now he was asking about someone Elin knew.

However, the 2nd-year student in front of him didn’t seem to be here for a good reason. If he mentioned Sion’s name here, no one knew what would happen next.

If something happened to Sion, Elin would also be held responsible for providing the information.

“Uh…uh…”

It was a difficult situation to navigate.

However, the 2nd-year student had already gotten some kind of answer from Elin’s attitude.

“I see. So, he’s here?”

“……!”

“Is Sion here?”

“I-I don’t know anything, sir…”

The situation where Elin’s wrist trembled like a drill, desperately seeking help from those around her, but unfortunately, there was no one who would readily offer a hand.

“You bastards, you’re pretending not to know me now, but when was it that you pushed me around in front of Serin…!”

Instead, the first-year students just passed by, pretending not to know anything. Some of them were even watching with their cameras, and it was impossible not to notice.

“Just a minute.”

Among the countless people passing by, only one person quietly approached the two.

“Who are you?”

“I’m 1st-year student Kyle Ivanstear.”

Kyle Ivanstear, who was standing near the vending machine.

Elin’s face, which had been dying, suddenly lit up. Yes, this guy wouldn’t be able to ignore this situation.

It was the same when they fought together in the dormitory last time. This guy had a personality that wouldn’t hide behind others, but would take the lead.

“…Kyle, nice to meet you.”

However, the situation didn’t seem to change much, which was another problem. The 2nd-year student looked at him with an interesting gaze, smiling lightly.

“Then, junior. I have a question for you.”

Elin Beonard took a step back, cautious.

The 2nd-year student was now facing Kyle, not himself. Elin glanced at the student’s name tag.

The name engraved on the green name tag, symbolizing the 2nd year, was ‘Rian von Hildegarde.’ It seemed like a name he had heard somewhere before.

“Do you know if there’s a Sion in this dormitory?”

“Why are you looking for Sion all of a sudden?”

“What’s with that, are you trying to greet your junior or something?”

“I’m sorry, but I’d appreciate it if you could leave now.”

Rian burst out laughing at Kyle’s bold request, with an expression that seemed to say, “What kind of guy is this?”

“Instead, can you just tell me if Sion is here or in another dormitory?”

“I’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry?”

Rian’s gaze changed at the short answer. However, Kyle didn’t back down at all.

“Leave now.”

“Look at this?”

Rian finally burst out laughing.

But only Rian was laughing in this situation. Kyle was still standing unchanged, and Elin was standing a few steps away, trembling.

“Your words are a bit short for a senior, junior.”

Rian von Hildegarde approached Kyle.

“…I didn’t know you were a senior.”

“Yes, now that you know—”

“I thought you were a punk, not a senior.”

This time, Rian’s attitude changed completely. His smiling face, which had been raised just a moment ago, silently fell.

“What?”

Rian turned around, looking surprised.

As Kyle was about to take Elin and leave, Rian swiftly kicked the ground.

“…These new juniors have no manners.”

Rian’s sharp kick flew towards Elin’s back, but Kyle pushed it away and blocked it.

“…What the hell?!”

“Yeah! Kyle!”

In an instant, a strong gust of wind blew, and Kyle was slammed into the flowerbed.

Elin Beonarde gazed at Kyle, who had collapsed without a sound. It seemed that even 2nd-year students like themselves didn’t know when an attack was coming.

When he regained consciousness, Kyle had already flown away. Even if he had noticed Rian’s attack, there was no way he could have reacted in time.

“Ah, damn it… I’m covered in dirt.”

Rian nonchalantly brushed off his clothes, while Elin Beonarde glared at him.

“You, you… right now!”

“You?”

“Yes, you! You’re still a senior, right? You’re a crazy guy who kicks people away without a care—”

But Elin, who was still glaring, couldn’t finish his sentence and fell to the ground.

At that moment, Elin didn’t even know what had hit him. His vision went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he was vomiting on the floor.

The dormitory erupted into chaos. All the students who had been watching in awe screamed and ran away.

“…Is this really happening?”

Only Rian walked calmly into the dormitory, while others hesitated and retreated.

“What’s going on? Has it already started?”

“…….”

Only Kyle stood in front of him, wearing a dusty student uniform.

“Why didn’t you tell me when the senior was talking nicely to me?”

“You’re not a senior.”

“What do you mean I’m not a senior?”

“No matter how I look at it, you’re just a punk.”

…Look at this guy?

Rian muttered, clenching his fist. Kyle didn’t back down at all. This time, he was about to charge at the senior who was one year older.

It wasn’t a student or a teacher who stopped them.

“Are you looking for me?”

One sentence was enough.

***

“I have a bit of a pollen allergy.”

The flowerbed, which had been filled with red and blue flowers, was destroyed by something. It was an obviously intentional act of destruction.

“So, you broke it? You just kicked it away?”

“I didn’t mean to, but it wasn’t a big deal anyway.”

As Kyle helped Elin up, I faced Rian. This guy didn’t show any remorse for kicking his junior away.

“Are you Siyon? Or was it Illeonhart or something?”

Instead, he casually lit a cigarette.

Aira tried to stand beside me, but I stopped her with one hand. If she got hurt, it could affect our mock dungeon experience next week.

Besides, there was no need to involve the people around me in this trouble, since he had come to find me.

So, I faced Rian. He said his name was Hildegarde. I didn’t know who he was, but I knew his family.

They were a family that had been estranged from the Esperando family and had been chosen as an alternative by the Grande family.

They were a shady family that smuggled banned goods and operated illegal mercenaries under the guise of armed escorts, all in violation of imperial law. That was the Hildegarde family.

“You’re telling me I have a problem?”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

With 2 points for breaking the flowerbed and 5 points for integrated misconduct, including beating up a junior.

Typically, a student would tremble with fear and try to make amends with community service.

But this guy doesn’t seem to care at all. He knows his family’s backing will get him out of trouble, so he’s acting recklessly.

If Arsene were to impose harsh punishment, it would lead to trouble behind the scenes.

Arsene doesn’t dare to touch Hildegarde lightly. They just let it slide, knowing that Hildegarde’s name is on the top of the Esperanza’s blacklist.

“No need for long talks, let’s just get to the point.”

The crowd that had dispersed earlier starts to gather again.

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Rian von Hildegarde spits out the cigarette he was smoking.

“Hey, rookie. Before things get out of hand, leave Arsene.”

…I was trying to be patient, but this guy is talking nonsense.

“I’m sorry, but that’s not an option.”

“Listen to your senior when he’s talking sense. You’re going to get into big trouble.”

“Are you threatening me?”

“No, it’s just advice.”

It’s actually more suitable for me to be on the receiving end of that advice.

“I heard you got 2nd place in the exam and received a lot of money. Just take that and go back home. You can go back to that Illeonheart or whatever house.”

“I told you, that’s not an option for me.”

“You’re living a hard life, too. Just listen and try to understand.”

It’s not like I have a choice, but my life is on the line here.

I think no matter what I say to this guy, it won’t get through to him.

“What are you relying on to act so confidently? If you came from a nothing family, you should just quietly go back home. I’m telling you to leave, so why is it a problem?”

I just remained silent, ignoring his words.

There’s no need to bother dealing with him. Anyway, the teacher will come soon and the situation will calm down.

“I know you won’t believe me, but I’m Hildegarde. You must have heard of me at least once. If you quietly leave Arsene, I won’t cause any trouble.”

“I’ve heard of you multiple times.”

“That’s why I’m saying this. Rookie, if you make a mistake, you might end up with nothing.”

Rian approached me. Since my instincts didn’t react, I allowed Rian to come closer. He patted my shoulder.

“Why do you look so unhappy? Smile, rookie.”

“…….”

“Or do you want to settle this with a duel, following Arsene’s tradition?”

This guy doesn’t know Arsene at all, or rather, he’s completely clueless.

The spring breeze blows, and petals scatter. Rian’s footsteps echo as he walks away, looking displeased.

“…Dueling between 2nd and 1st years is not permitted at this point in time.”

The teacher, who seems like a savior, gazes at me with a mixture of admiration and suspicion. She brushes past Rian’s side.

“Rian von Hildegarde, 6 points of demerit.”

“Yes, yes.”

Rian, who was about to leave, spits on the flowerbed again, and then glares at the teacher.

“2 points for damaging the flowerbed and disrupting public morals, and 3 days of community service.”

“Ah…….”

“…….”

The guy spat out his gum and turned away silently.

Even with a strong family background, you can’t do anything about the three-day community service punishment.

It seems that guy will be in charge of cleaning the professors’ dormitory for a while.

“Damn freshmen.”

“Rian Von Hildegarde, penalty for swearing—”

“Ah, yes! Yes! I understand.”

The sound of bursting laughter erupted everywhere. Rian’s face contorted.

He should not have messed with the disciplinary teacher.