The Villain Reborn as Game's Final Boss-Chapter 79: Weapon Master

"Ah. Sorry for that, I thought I had introduced myself.

Amelia Dracoth."

She extended her hand to my chest level.

Wasn’t that too high?

I looked at her hand for a moment before reciprocating the gesture.

Her hands... they were softer than expected.

Or does every girl have such soft hands?

It might be something reserved for royals... maybe.

"Kael."

I replied in a quiet voice, not wanting to overextend my already energy-deprived body.

Amelia was stunned for a moment before switching to her previous self.

Was that rude?

"So... Are you a research scholar?"

She asked, stepping closer to me.

Wasn’t she meant to be royalty?

"That depends on what you think a scholar is."

I replied while my gaze was fixed on the instructor, who now seemed ready to register the weapons.

"Isn’t a scholar a... scholar?"

Amelia’s confused voice reached my ears. I turned to look at her, only to find her standing even closer to me.

Though I was a confident guy... wasn’t this distance too intimate?

Still, I kept a straight face.

"I don’t actively research things that I already know."

I kept a straight face as an urge to flex emerged in my mind.

"As for what I research... that is above your station."

"Above my station? Aren’t we the same—"

"Listen, kid! I have work to do."

Cutting Amelia off, I headed towards the instructor.

Most of the students now stood before him.

I could sense Amelia following behind me, her eyes fixed on my back.

"Cough... May I have everyone’s attention!"

The hall went silent as all eyes turned towards the instructor.

"This here is one of the weapon masters of the academy."

The junior instructor turned towards an old man who stood with a notebook in his hand.

Seeing that the attention was now on him, the old man stepped forward.

"The name’s Darwin! The Dwarf Darwin!"

Darwin announced his identity with a loud shout.

Many of the students who were standing nearby had to press their hands against their ears to protect them.

Satisfied with the reaction, Darwin let out a snort.

"Ya all fellas look so weak. But Nemur says you need my weapons. So I give ya the weapons, but all of them weak. Weak weapons for weaklings. Hahahaa."

Darwin’s not-so-melodious laughter echoed across the hall.

Standing at four feet with his hair tied in a ponytail— the man before me sure had some serious guts.

Calling the top students weaklings.

Even though the students in question were still youngsters who hadn’t even reached their twenties...

It had to be known that there were many heirs to the major powerhouses among them.

And offending these nobles with short egos...

That needed some serious confidence in one’s own identity.

I had to admit... Namda really was good at being neutral.

I could see the sour expressions on the faces of many.

But not caring for them in the slightest, Darwin opened his notebook.

"Tell me ya name and I shall record the weapon for you."

Darwin’s voice became serious at the end.

One by one, the instructor near him informed Darwin of the respective names of the students and Darwin...

Well, he shouted the name across the hall before recording the weapon.

Soon it was Noah’s turn.

"Noah... Hm? That sword. Tough fella." Darwin had a look of appreciation as he saw the broadsword in Noah’s hand.

Seconds turned into minutes, and now it was my turn.

"Kael Frost—Weapon 201. Next?"

Each weapon was given a sequence number for easy identification.

I patted John’s shoulder as it was his turn.

Hm?

Why was he shaking?

I looked toward his face, only to find John with an uneasy expression.

Before I could ask—

"John... I like the name! Hey fella!

John Bonner—Weapon 282."

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I heard muffled laughs from around me.

So that was his reason for not disclosing the surname.

I gripped John’s shoulder in a show of sympathy.

John looked at me, his eyes moist with tears.

Honestly, I felt a little bad for him, but—

"Is that why your ancestors preferred spears?"

Crack!

Hm?

I could hear the sound of something breaking.

"That was my heart," John replied, seeing my expression.

Was I that obvious?

Darwin continued his job, and soon the entire class had its weapons registered under their names.

"You hungry?"

As I moved towards the exit, John tagged along with me.

The guy was now practically glued to me.

"Let me join too."

A small yet firm voice spoke from behind.

As I turned to get a better look, well...

It was none other than Amelia.

"I don’t remember ever inviting you."

"Why do you even remember something like that? Better to go with the flow."

Amelia started to walk along with us.

Though I had quite some uses for her, I wasn’t in the mood to eat with—

"It will be my treat."

"Let’s go."

I couldn’t refuse free food.

Honestly, saving money was what a businessman should always aim for.

And I was proved to be right.

Currently, we were in the academy’s cafeteria, and the food...

Was this an academy or a hotel?

Even though I had still not tasted a single dish on the table—

Just looking at them had aroused the inner demon in me.

Without caring for others, I began to eat my share.

"Hey Kael! At least wait for us."

Amelia and John took their seats across from me, bringing some new dishes with them.

"As I would be the one paying, shouldn’t you answer more of my questions?"

Without looking up from my plate, I nodded my head, urging Amelia to get it over with.

"First tell me what your current research is?"

"Not for kids."

I replied after clearing my mouth with a sip of the fruit juice near me.

"I am not a kid!"

"Sure."

"Just answer her, Kael. Why trouble the girl?"

John interrupted our conversation, with a heroic smile plastered over his face.

"And who might you be?"

Amelia asked.

John had a look of betrayal across his face.

The guy didn’t know how the brain of a nerd worked. Aside from their topic of interest, they simply didn’t care for anything else.

And as a good friend, I had to do the introductions...

"Meet John... John Bonner."

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