The Villain Reborn as Game's Final Boss-Chapter 144: Vigour

The moment Amelia learned of her friend’s sufferings, she contacted her father to take action against those criminals.

But as the incident had taken place in a human empire, it was beyond the influence of the Dracoths.

Also, Amelia knew that even if it had been under their reach, her father would have asked her to take care of the matter herself, as that was how things worked in their house.

Everything was solved by pure brute strength, and the members of the family were taught to handle things on their own.

Amelia could have gone to bring those criminals to justice herself, but she knew her capabilities better than anyone else.

From the news, it was clear that those criminals were far stronger than her, and combat wasn’t even Amelia’s field of expertise.

That was the moment Amelia realised the consequences of her incompetence.

If she had been better, maybe she could have avenged her friend’s sufferings.

Though Amelia knew that even if she had trained from her childhood, it was impossible to defeat individuals at ranks higher than her own.

But if she had indeed trained, that could have put her in a better position to deal with them at the appropriate time.

Now...

Amelia wasn’t arrogant enough to think that she could become a master of combat in a single night, but her soul now yearned to get stronger.

Not for herself, but for her friend and for her... family.

The motivation was strange, as Amelia had never thought to grow stronger for anyone, but now, just after a single incident that had some direct effect on her personal life, it had changed her entire view about the world and how it worked.

Knowledge could only get her up to a certain point; beyond that, she had to become capable enough to fend for herself.

Maybe being born in royalty had made her ignorant of the reality of the world.

She had to get stronger... Amelia knew it, still her mind had not fully accepted doing things against its normal working.

To reach her full potential, Amelia had to begin training like how the other people of her race do.

She had to fight like a vampire, not using a bow, but by making her body the ultimate weapon.

Splash!

Amelia sighed as the water splashed against her face.

It was eight in the morning, and they were asked to arrive at the academy’s training facility.

Maybe... today was the day that she had to learn it—

Learn to change, to adapt, and to evolve.

Packing her stuff, Amelia locked the door behind her.

"Amy?"

A feminine voice called from the side.

Amelia turned to look around, only to find her friend Jessi approaching her.

"Woah! Look at that!"

Jessi’s voice startled Amelia for a second as the former held Amelia’s face in her soft hands.

"Are these the rumoured dark circles?!"

Jessi’s antics had begun again.

Amelia didn’t reply, as she let her friend inspect her face with full liberty.

Not that she enjoyed other people touching her face, but—

Jessi was Jessi, and even if Amelia tried to resist, the girl would do whatever she wanted to.

"What happened?"

Jessi’s previous playful voice had turned into something a little bit serious.

"Nothing."

"..."

"I am just having trouble sleeping."

Amelia replied at the end, seeing that Jessi wouldn’t back down.

"Nightmares?"

"No. Nothing like that."

Jessi just stared into Amelia’s eyes without averting her gaze.

"Should I sleep with you?"

"I am fine."

"Amelia—"

"I mean it."

Jessi sighed, seeing Amelia’s insistence.

Amelia smiled back in return. Jessi was one of the few people in the world that Amelia could feel safe around.

Not even for a moment had Jessi treated her like some royalty and was always in the same old casual way of talking around her.

It wasn’t like Amelia didn’t want to share her thoughts with Jessi, but the situation wasn’t something that her friend could solve.

If even an entire Duchy was helpless against the attack, then what could mere students do?

Or that was what Amelia thought before her thoughts rolled back to a boy that she found interesting enough to warrant her attention.

Kael Frost, currently ranked first in the entire year. Though Amelia somehow found it difficult to see him lose to the other students.

Kael was a smart guy, and he knew about a lot of things that Amelia herself had never imagined.

At first, Amelia had believed herself to be unique in that department, but Kael shattered all her assumptions.

Whenever she talked with him, it was like Kael had an answer to everything.

There wasn’t a single topic that he didn’t know about. It wasn’t like Kael actively shared everything with her, but still, Amelia had that instinctive feeling about him.

And though Kael was smart like her, he was completely different from her at the same time.

He was strong... insanely strong.

It didn’t take a genius to figure out the level of his strength from his entrance test scores itself.

The academy wasn’t stupid enough to rate just any random guy with a full score that had never been achieved, even by the greatest talents in Jutan’s history.

"We are getting late."

Amelia pulled Jessi along, as the latter was stuck adjusting her hair.

"Haah... Why does the first thing in the morning have to be training? My body is still sore from the night."

"What did you do?"

Amelia narrowed her gaze, looking at her friend.

"I was sore from all of that running, you idiot!"

Jessi raised her voice, as her face had turned a bright shade of red.

Amelia always had a knack for questioning in the worst possible way.

"And why are you so excited about training? I thought you hated such stuff."

At Jessi’s question, Amelia paused for a second, sorting the thoughts in her mind.

"Maybe... training isn’t bad, once in a while."

"It’s going to be every single day."

"I know."

Jessi’s eyes had blanked out, feeling Amelia’s strange vigour.