Villain's Valor: A Noble Fantasy Resurrection

Anthony rolled his eyes at all the students who continued to flatter Angela. He looked at Estefany, who was sitting beside him; her complexion had improved, and the wounds on her body had disappeared. "Have you seen Perséfone?" Anthony asked. Estefany remained silent for a few seconds. "I haven't seen her," she said sadly. "I was lucky to find this group of students.

In the previous one I was with, they were totally massacred," she said, trembling slightly. "What kind of tunic did they have?" he asked again. Estefany shrank in fear. Anthony could understand—or so he thought. After all, he hadn't had the opportunity to witness their sacrifices, but he had seen the results. In his mind, he remembered the child turned to stone.

After a while, the crowded group of students decided it was finally time to separate from Angela. She still had her warm, wide smile on her cherry-colored lips. She approached Anthony and silently looked at the bodies of the students who couldn't continue in the third event. She joined her hands and closed her eyes.

Anthony watched her closely. The Church House was the most beloved of all, not only for its great affinity for healing magic, but also because throughout the empire there were small temples. However, the largest concentration was undoubtedly in the less fortunate neighborhoods, where there were some people in charge of cleanliness and, most importantly, some men or women in white robes.

In these temples, people were healed for free, and they were given some food. The majority who benefited from this were the commoners, the desperate mothers who couldn't afford their children's medicine ran to these temples.

The church was well received by all of them. In fact, on the day of the birth of Seraphine's daughters, they were celebrated by them as if it were a holiday. Perhaps because of these kinds of things, the plebeian students adored her so much; in their eyes, there was only pure respect and admiration. After a few minutes, Angela opened her eyes sweetly.

"I'll stay with them," she commented to no one in particular, but Anthony knew it was for him. There was nothing he could do; each of them looked at Angela with bright eyes full of unconscious anticipation. They let her be the leader, even the young blonde boy had a smile on his face.

Looking at Estefany, it was better for her to stay with Angela. She returned her gaze and nodded, sighed, and her figure turned black as she faded into the darkness of the place.

***

As the frogs advanced through the forest, they grew much larger. The largest one so far was almost 1 meter tall, its green eyes fixed ahead. Suddenly, a large part of the forest was engulfed by small reddish orbs that pulsed like a living heart. The frogs, upon seeing these orbs, began to jump more frantically as if a switch had been activated in their minds.

The orbs rose into the air, and the clouds in the area began to turn red like blood. Small rays danced in the chaos, and suddenly, it began to rain. It was raining, meteors fell from the sky, bathing the frogs on the ground. The liquid began to thicken, forming a kind of protective layer over the frogs. They opened their mouths, trying to devour the huge cloud above them.

The place quickly became a battlefield. The rain of fire didn't stop burning the forest to its foundations, and on the other hand, the frogs on the ground died like cockroaches, but more and more emerged from the murky water. The battlefield was caused by two cults.

***

Daniela looked at the boy who was sleeping peacefully high up in the branches. She pursed her lips and looked below her; there was a fine amount of mana, very minuscule, almost imperceptible. She could only realize it because she heard some very strange sounds above the tree. Her eyes sparkled, and she looked at a small-sized boy.

On his ring finger, there was a thread that descended down the tree trunk and surrounded the entire area, creating a kind of prevention against the approach of enemies. She was quite surprised to see how meticulous this young man was. Moreover, she found the mana thread he had created to be too curious. She hesitated for a moment.

Undoubtedly, having this young man in her group, which until now consisted only of her, would be very beneficial. Besides, she was very strong; she had confidence in herself.

Not only had her handling of magic improved tremendously thanks to the earrings hanging from her ears—blue crystals with a magical glow in them, they were the prize she received for her performance in the mini-event—she was more than satisfied. These earrings allowed her to improve her mana control by 50 percent, considering her physical improvement thanks to the help of the teacher...

remembering that terrible experience made her body tremble.

She shook her head to dispel those thoughts and moved her foot, touching the thread. In milliseconds, multiple threads surrounded Daniela's body. She let out a surprised and somewhat scared cry as the threads completely enveloped her body and she fell to the ground. But especially, there was a thread that surrounded her neck.

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She rolled her eyes; a few moments ago she thought she was strong, but this was totally unexpected. She thought she would only give a warning to its bearer.

"Sorry!" the boy shouted as he descended from a great height as if it were nothing. He quickly moved his hands, and the threads around Daniela's body disappeared. She let out a sigh of relief. "Forgive me; it was my fault." It was entirely true; she had intruded into his "lair" without permission.

The boy scratched his head a little embarrassed; he didn't know what to say. But something about the cold beauty in front of him didn't escape him. Daniela looked at him with a smile. "Do you want to team up with me?"