I Obtained the Final Boss' Power

Chapter 97 : School Event (4)

School Event (4)

"Keugh...!"

Lisele let out a groan of pain, having suffered a deep wound to her chest.

She burned with rage at the fact that someone dared swing a sword at her—someone who was no less than a noblewoman herself—but couldn't scream.

"Why aren't you answering? You could just say you're not innocent."

Lisele couldn't refute Silia's question.

The video that had just been shown was completely shocking to her, who had believed until now that her sons were blameless.

No, in truth, she had known for a while.

She had often heard bad rumors about her sons circulating at the academy.

She could have at least suspected something, but Lisele had stubbornly turned a blind eye.

She had always rationalized it with, "They must have had a reason for it."

"Ugh...!!"

But now, that rationalization started to waver.

It was no longer a matter of reasons—her sons' misdeeds, committed out of mere boredom, had been exposed for all to see.

"You wretch... How dare you, you little brat!!"

It was the moment everything she had believed in until now had crumbled.

But rather than a sense of doubt, Lisele only felt anger.

Instead of thinking about the victims hurt by her sons, she worried about what the future would hold for her sons now that the video had been revealed.

"Don't you care about the people who suffered because of your children?"

"Shut up!!"

Silia pierced through the heart of the matter, but Lisele could only scream back rather than answer properly.

As stated, she didn't care about what happened to others; all she could think about was her own children.

"Do you think my kids will be punished just because you show this? Sorry, but that's impossible. Do you know why?"

Even as Lisele clutched her chest in pain, she grinned triumphantly.

"It's because you're just a lowly teacher. Do you really think some little girl like you can show that video to people up high and they'll take care of things properly? You're wrong, you stupid brat. You're deluded!"

Many people believe that anything can be resolved just by submitting evidence.

But as Lisele said, it doesn't always work out that way.

"Do you think the people in charge will act as purely as you? There's more to gain by currying favor with powerful nobles than by dealing with the complaints of a mere teacher—you know that."

Weighing the two, people naturally lean toward pleasing the nobles.

Submitting evidence to people who think this way is pointless; there's nothing to gain from helping penniless commoners.

"So don't waste your time doing something pointless. No matter how much you struggle or crawl—"

Crunch!-

"Kyaaaaah!!"

Before Lisele could finish, Silia stomped down on one of her hands.

With a crack of breaking bones, a scream burst from Lisele's mouth.

"Do you think I don't know all that? I've seen people like you, who side with nobles just to get in their good graces, more times than I can count."

Such people often found themselves dragged off by the 7th Legion.

Silia almost said it out loud.

"But... I'm a little different."

"Ugh...!"

"Every time I see people like you, I can't control my rage."

"Kuaaaaagh!!"

Blood spurted from Lisele's hand under Silia's heel.

Like a bag of candy being stomped on, everything inside was smashed to pieces.

"M-my hand...!!"

Her scream grew louder, and her sons, Alio and Selion, rushed to check on their mother.

"M-Mother! Guards! Over here!"

"How dare you do this! Do you think you'll get away with this?"

Alio hurriedly called for guards, and Selion, after seeing his mother's state, protested, but couldn't overpower Silia.

"Then do you two think you'll get away with what you've done?"

"That is..."

When Silia held up the magic crystal that had displayed the video, Selion was left speechless.

"Neither of you seem the slightest bit remorseful. Unlike your big bro, Shalio."

"What?"

"You should brace yourselves."

Right on cue, guards in black armor arrived and seized Silia.

Caught in the act of stomping on someone's hand, Silia had no hope of being seen as anything but the criminal.

Attacking a noble parent at a major event would get any teacher instantly dismissed.

Silia foresaw her own fate, but the siblings found no joy in it.

Even in this situation, the smile on Silia's face unnerved them.

"Sorry. I guess this is as far as I go."

"It's alright. We planned to stop here anyway."

"Is everything ready?"

"Of course."

Before being dragged away, Silia exchanged a secret conversation with Louis.

And the place she was taken to was the academy's principal's office.

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"Miss Talia. Do you know what you've done?"

The academy principal, having heard the news from the guards, demanded an answer from Silia.

It was still difficult for Silia to get used to being called by that fake name, but she replied.

"I'm well aware. I simply educated a parent who slapped a student out of nowhere and caused a scene in front of the teachers."

"Educated...! Do you think this is a joke!"

The principal's eyes blazed at her ridiculous answer.

Simultaneously, the principal's magic power radiated outward, and Silia internally marveled at it.

"Are you saying that parent assaulted a student? All we've heard is that you were the one who committed one-sided assault."

The vice-principal, who stood by the principal's side, chimed in.

Looking at these two, obviously trying to cover up the truth, Silia clicked her tongue inwardly.

"And it wasn't just any parent—it was the lady of the Refilica family. And you didn't just hit her; you slashed her chest with a sword and broke her hand."

"Are you out of your mind, miss Talia! Do you even understand what you've done!!"

The vice-principal, who had pushed to hire Talia as a teacher, fell into deep regret.

Silia had scored near-perfect marks in her interview, so the principal had no objections either.

Neither had expected her to get into such a colossal mess.

"And you displayed some strange video there as well."

"I heard it contained footage of the Refilica heirs' misconduct at the academy."

Although the principal and vice-principal sounded forceful, in reality, they were on edge.

The video wasn't good for them either.

They exchanged glances and spoke in unison.

"Miss Talia. We'll give you a chance."

"Hand over the magitech device containing that video to us."

"Then you'll at least avoid dismissal. We don't want to lose a talented teacher like you."

Hearing their demand, Silia snorted and revealed the device.

She played the video in front of them.

"Do you two want to cover this up as well?"

The two fell silent as footage of the Refilica family heirs' disgraceful acts unfolded before them.

The brothers' misdeeds were far more detailed than what they'd heard.

It would have been impossible unless magitech devices had been installed all over the academy.

"Our academy doesn't have surveillance magitech like that. How did you even get your hands on such an advanced device?"

"And it's recording with such detail? That's impossible. 'For a human,' I mean...!"

With current human technology, it was impossible to record such detailed footage.

No magitech device's capacity could handle that much information.

In the first place, the concept of "capacity" as Louis knew it didn't exist in this world.

Unless someone could supplement a device's memory with their own brain—but if that were possible, they'd be a monster, not a human.

A human brain would explode trying to handle such detailed information.

"That's too dangerous."

"Hand it over now. It'll be better for you, Talia."

Seeing their attempts to cover up the noble scions' crimes, Silia said,

"And you call yourselves academy administrators?"

"What?"

"Do you know how many innocent students have suffered because of cover-ups like this?"

Because the nobles always covered up such incidents, they felt no guilt about tormenting commoner students.

In the end, students were destroyed before they could even use their talents.

Her own younger brother, sylvester, had died that way.

"I see talking won't work with you two."

Silia finally let the anger she'd been suppressing burst forth.

"How dare you!"

"Such insolence from a mere teacher!"

Neither the principal nor the vice-principal had gotten their positions just by luck.

As soon as she showed hostility, the principal drew her sword in a flash, while the vice-principal unleashed lightning magic in a split second attack.

"I thought you'd be more sensible, miss Talia."

"I'm disappointed."

Blades and lightning flew at her, but Silia didn't dodge.

They looked down on her for it, but soon their faces turned to horror.

"What the—?"

The vice-principal's lightning bounced off the blunt side of Silia's undrawn sword, and the principal's sword slash was caught in her hand.

"Huh?"

The two frowned as Silia, a mere teacher, blocked their attacks so easily.

But their surprise was premature.

"Talia? Who's that supposed to be?"

Suddenly, she asked an unexpected question and her appearance began to change.

Her blue hair, used for her disguise, slowly reverted to its original white.

As Silia gradually resumed her true form, both of them opened their eyes wide.

"A disguise spell?"

As the magic placed by a disguise magitech device unraveled, Silia's true form was revealed.

"Wait, I've seen that face before somewhere..."

The principal's jaw dropped in horror as he recognized Silia's bare face.

"It can't be...!"

The madwoman who, a few years ago, went on a rampage at this academy.

And the academy's most outstanding graduate.

"Silia... Silia Weissman!!"

For the first time in ages, Silia got to hear her old surname from the principal's mouth.

The old man who had taken her and her younger brother in had had the same surname.

"You... How are you here...!"

"Weren't you supposed to be taken by the 7th Legion and killed?"

"Killed? Me?"

Silia laughed at the two as if they'd seen a ghost.

How many times had she laughed today? She chuckled drily as she rolled up her sleeves.

"This time, you two might be the ones to die."

Like Louis, she had the insignia of a special task force officer engraved on her arm.

Even the principal and vice-principal had heard of this famous group.

A monstrous organization with authority second only to the royal family.

There was no comparing them to the likes of the Refilica family.

"You two know full well what this insignia means."

"Special task force? You—?"

Wanting to please nobles, they tried to cover up evidence.

But would that work on the special task force?

"Repeat what you just said, one more time."

"..."

"...."

Of course, in front of her, the two could do nothing.

In fact, even getting on their knees and begging forgiveness for their recent misdeeds wouldn't have sufficed.

But before that, Silia addressed them.

"If you understand the situation, listen carefully to what I'm about to say."

There were things they had to do for her before any apologies could be accepted.

****

"Damn it... that wretched girl...!!"

Meanwhile, Lisele, her hand crushed, stood in a forest with her two sons.

Though it was some ways off from the academy, there were all sorts of people gathered in that place.

Though not an event hall, those gathered were a group of dark mages emanating dark magic power.

"Mother, now that we're here, you'll be able to get treated."

"You can fix our mother's hand, right? Your Highness, the Crown Prince."

Alio asked the man standing at the center of the group.

"Of course. Anything broken can be restored."

The Crown Prince answered enticingly to the siblings.

"Not only your mother's shattered hand... but even your eldest brother's mangled face—everything."

Gulping at those words, the brothers trembled and Lisele's eyes flashed despite her pain.

"Is that true?"

"Of course—but only if I renew my contract with the Great Devil. You know what you have to do for that, don't you?"

"I will serve you for life, Your Highness, the Crown Prince!"

With the mother and sons pledging themselves to him, the Crown Prince flashed a look of ecstasy.

Yet the dark mages around him glanced at him with obvious displeasure.

"Tch. If he wasn't the Great Devil's vessel, we'd have ditched him long ago."

It seemed the Crown Prince's reputation among them wasn't good.

"I know, right? As if that's all he has going for him."

"Exactly... but you—I haven't seen you before, have I?"

The dark mage badmouthing him glanced suspiciously at a colleague's unfamiliar face.

"Who are you?"

In response, Louis grinned innocently and replied,

"I'm a newbie."

At the same time, Louis punched the dark mage straight through the stomach.

-------------= Clacky's Corner -------------=

Finally...

I love to see a good beatdown...