[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy":3,"chapter-the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-114":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Strongest Student of the Weakest Academy",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1027420,1339,"Chapter 114: End Of Semester (XVII)","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-114",114,"\u003Cp>『 Ice Generation (✦ 1st-Level Spell ✦) 』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In response, I summoned a cluster of ice shards in my right hand, just like she did. But there was a difference—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint violet glow traced their sharp edges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was infusing them with my Aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you sure you want to do this?\" I asked, raising an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, I had held back enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tried to be careful. I tried to avoid unnecessary fights. I even spared people who deserved worse, just because they might have connections to some big shots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And definitely not now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It is my duty as the Student Council President,\" she said coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>『 Crystal Generation (✦ 1st-Level Spell ✦)』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of crystal shards materialized around her, hovering in the air like a deadly swarm. Their sharp edges reflected the dim glow of the hallway lights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her get serious, I slowly pushed back my sleeves, exposing the scars on my arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn't care if she saw them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...You see, Violet,\" I said calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you actually fight me, I won't hold back just because of our past interactions.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was giving her one last chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was her decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at me for a moment, as if searching for hesitation in my face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she tilted her head slightly and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Aren't you getting a bit too angry? It was just a few photos.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like, really laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hahaha…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wiped a tear from the corner of my eye, shaking my head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just some photos?\" I repeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, she would see it that way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I mean, she didn't appear in any of those photos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had no idea what they had done to the people in them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The students who lost everything—banished from their homes, thrown away like garbage—just because of a few 'simple' pictures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some even took their own lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no one talks about that part.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The author of this world—the one who wrote the 'story'—didn't bother including those details. Why would they?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those students weren't important.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were just extras.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Background characters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>NPCs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind of people no one notices, no one cares about. Just tools, meant to make the protagonist shine. Obstacles for them to step over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this isn't a story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in reality, every life matters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well… maybe not to everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I said this out loud, I'd probably get some bullshit argument about how \"villains exist\" or how \"some people deserve what they get.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But is anyone really born evil?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's the world that turns them that way. The people around them. The system they're forced to live under.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this academy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's just another rotten part of that system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A place where the strong thrive and the weak are left to rot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where people like Violet—the Student Council President—turn a blind eye, pretending they don't see the corruption happening right under their noses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even the professors step in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one lifts a damn finger to stop it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure, they sometimes take action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But only for those who actually ask for help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world is full of selfish people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They take what they want. Use others however they please. As long as they get ahead, nothing else matters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The law of the jungle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strong rule. The weak suffer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And people want me to believe the Demon King is the biggest threat?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dark Order? An organization made by a bunch of humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor? A puppet that only thinks with his lower body, controlled by Lilith, one of the Demon King's generals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real monsters are sitting on golden thrones, wearing fake smiles, pretending they're the 'good guys.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So no.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don't care anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the strong make the rules...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I'll become strong enough to break them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To rewrite them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To protect the people I care about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's quite funny, huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just completing my fusion with Aestrea's soul, caused my way of thinking to completely change...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fuuu...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I exhaled slowly, my violet aura crackling to life around me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…I hope you don't regret this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One last warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I won't,\" she answered firmly, her purple mana leaking out of her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I gave her a chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She still doesn't understand why I'm acting this way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that's not my problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'm not someone that needs to prove the way they act to someone. I don't need that kind of validation for my puny thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Violet didn't hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment she confirmed my intent, she launched her first attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>『 Crystal Blade (✦ 3rd-Level Spell ✦) 』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A longsword of crystal materialized in her grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lunged forward, slashing at my side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blocked it with my forearm, my aura hardening just in time. Sparks flew from the impact. She twisted, bringing the sword up for another swing—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I ducked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade whistled past my head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I spun low, sweeping my leg toward hers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SWOOSH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She jumped, avoiding the sweep, and countered with a downward slash aimed straight for my shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, I didn't block.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I caught the blade between my aura-infused fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes widened in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a squeeze, I shattered the crystal sword into dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, before she could react—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BAM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I drove the palm of my hand to her stomach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kagh!—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gasped, staggering back, but quickly regained her footing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hands glowed as she prepared another spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>『 Crystal Rain! (✦ 3rd-Level Spell ✦) 』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SHHHNK—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crystal shards exploded forward, streaking through the air like a storm of daggers. Each one aimed to pierce straight through me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SWOOSH—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stepped forward—just once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shards should've torn through my skin, but instead—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the flick of my wrist, my scythe cut cleanly through the incoming projectiles. One swing and her spell shattered into useless shards, the fragments scattering across the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Violet's eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it...!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>『 Diamond Edge! (✦ 4th-Level Spell ✦) 』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bigger blade of crystal than the one from before, formed in her grip, the transparent weapon glowing with a sharp light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lunged, aiming to slice across my chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her foot slammed against the floor—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It cracked the marble tiles as she launched herself forward at full speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SWIPE—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I leaned to the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade passed right by my ribs, missing me by a hair's width.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her reaction was quick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spun on her heel, twisting her body as she slashed again, this time aiming for my neck—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I raised my scythe, catching her weapon mid-strike. Sparks flew as our weapons clashed, the force sending a sharp tremor up her arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haaa—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gritted her teeth and pushed forward, trying to overpower me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I let out a small breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, I lifted my foot—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—And drove my knee straight into her gut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her entire body jerked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her breath hitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Guh—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for a moment, her strength faltered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn't hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FWIP—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I spun my scythe, the blade slicing forward in a vicious arc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SCHLK—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The edge tore across her right shoulder, splitting through her uniform like paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood sprayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deep gash ripped across her arm, flesh parting under the force of my attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"AAAAAHHHHHHHH!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her scream pierced through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stumbled back, clutching her wound as crimson leaked between her fingers, dripping onto the cold floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her breath was ragged, her face twisted in pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she still wasn't done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>『 Crystal Armor! (✦ 4th-Level Spell ✦) 』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thick layer of shimmering crystal coated her body, forming a protective barrier over her skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It crawled up her arms, her chest, even the wound on her shoulder—trying to stop the bleeding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I exhaled through my nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Useless.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Violet's eyes sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She threw out her palm—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>『 Crystal Spikes! (✦ 5th-Level Spell ✦) 』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The floor beneath me erupted, massive crystal spears bursting upward to impale me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FWOOOSH—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I moved before they could touch me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blur of motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment my feet left the ground—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>『 Crystal Chains! (✦ 5th-Level Spell ✦) 』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Violet's hands clenched into fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shattered shards around us suddenly came to life, twisting together into glowing chains that lunged for my limbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SWOOSH—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I spun mid-air, my scythe slicing through the chains before they could reach me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SNAP! CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They shattered into dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I landed a few steps away, completely unharmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Violet's breath hitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face had gone pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was running out of options.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I lifted my scythe again, its blade glinting under the light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, I moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FWIP!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shot forward, faster than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Violet barely had time to react before—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SLASH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scythe ripped across her left arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"AAAAAGGGHHHHHH!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sickening CRUNCH echoed through the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her bone snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her left arm—shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood gushed from the deep wound, her entire limb hanging limply at her side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her knees buckled, her body trembling violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her breath came in short, uneven gasps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haa...haa...haa...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her vision swimming from the pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her uniform was ruined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Torn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drenched in red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I wasn't done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I raised my scythe again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"VIOLET!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice shouted in the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Footsteps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fast and they were rushing toward us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looks like our time was up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I took a slow step back, twirling my scythe lazily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honeslty, I first thought that it would be more difficult dealing with her...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But... it was pretty easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did my strength increase after fusing my soul with Aestrea's?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I should check it later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, I took a glance at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Violet collapsed onto her knees, her one good arm barely holding her up. She panted, her shoulders shaking, blood pooling beneath her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face was twisted in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...You shouldn't pick on fights you cannot win.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My voice was cold, almost bored, as I pressed the blunt edge of my scythe against Violet's face, lifting her chin slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood dripped from her torn uniform, pooling beneath her knees. Her breath was ragged, her body barely holding together after what I had done to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My eyes glowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"People like that die early.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fwoop!—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A presence rushed toward me at full speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fwip!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blade slashed through the space I had just occupied, missing me by a hair's width. The silver edge gleamed, stopping mid-air before retreating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I exhaled slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My gaze flicked to the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure stood in front of Violet now, his sword raised defensively. His golden hair, his blue uniform, and the way his stance screamed chivalry—it was obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prince Leon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to me, anger burning in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aestrea!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grip on his sword tightened, his knuckles turning white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How dare you attack the Student Council President?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tilted my head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the first thing he said?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not \"Why did this happen?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not \"What the hell is going on?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just \"How dare you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsk...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did I expect?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned my gaze toward the doorway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And—well. This was just getting annoying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More figures stood there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ella's little lapdog, Telmo, was at his side, looking down at me with some kind of disgust—like I was filth beneath his shoes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that wasn't all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hero's Group was here too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Aestrea, you...\" He started, but his words trailed off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at me, at the blood-soaked floor, at Violet's trembling form. His eyes flickered with something like doubt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like he was trying to understand what had just happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he wouldn't.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because if we were being honest, Lucas was a good hero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But only to those who asked for help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He helped the ones who reached out, the ones who cried loudly enough for the world to hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what about the ones who suffered in silence?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ones who were bullied, ridiculed, and broken apart for things beyond their control?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ones who had already fallen too deep into the abyss to even call for help?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What about them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would they ever be saved?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because they weren't his problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed, rolling my shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...I should stop with those monologues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'm just racking my brain out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anything, it just increases my stress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As I was lost in my thoughts, Prince Leon pointed his sword at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I won't let you get away with this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Oh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small smirk tugged at my lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And what exactly are you going to do about it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're a threat to the academy. I'll—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could finish his sentence, I moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The floor cracked beneath my feet as I launched forward, closing the distance between us in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FWIP!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My scythe swung, a violet glow trailing behind its blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon barely had time to react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLANG—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his sword just in time, barely blocking my strike. The impact sent a shockwave through the air, forcing him back a step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His arms shook from the force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fuck...!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Telmo rushed forward, a spell already forming in his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>『 Wind Cutter! (✦ 3rd-Level Spell ✦) 』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SWOOSH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A razor-sharp blade of wind shot toward me, slicing through the air at terrifying speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn't even bother dodging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I simply swung my aura-infused scythe down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SLASH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spell was cut apart, its magic dispersing into nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Telmo's face paled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hero's Group sprang into action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>『 Stone Spikes! (✦ 4th-Level Spell ✦) 』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground shattered as massive stone spikes erupted from the floor, aiming straight for me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FWIP—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I moved between them effortlessly, my body a blur of motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>『 Lightning Bolt! (✦ 4th-Level Spell ✦) 』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACKLE—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A surge of lightning raced toward me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I lifted my hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>『 Ice Wall! (✦ 3rd-Level Spell ✦) 』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SHHHHHK—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive wall of ice rose in front of me, absorbing the electricity before it could touch me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hero's Group looked stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas clenched his fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aestrea... this isn't right. You can't beat up those students just because they made a little article about your personal life...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Besides, you even injured Violet!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tilted my head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Then we'll stop you by force.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright then.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The temperature dropped instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air turned heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deep, violet glow began to spread around me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Come at me, then.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",2383,"2026-06-03T09:18:17.303Z","2026-06-03T09:18:22.612Z",1,"novelbin.me","549d7ca29a87571eac61a07aaaf5cfc13fe471a63a037945428a61c6ed2d96f4","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-115","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-113",547,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-cover.jpg"]