The Third-Rate Academy Villain Who Refuses to Become a Beggar

If he didn’t win, there would be no future. For the peace of the continent, and even to survive, Aint had to behead the demon and emerge alive.

<Have you forgotten your resolve from last time?>

<You’ve always fought against enemies stronger than you. Yet, you’re the one who’s still alive!>

<I’ll help you. Behead that disgusting demon and show the world that Armian is still strong!>

Grip! Aint’s hand holding the sword tightened.

Gardner was right. This wasn’t a question of whether he could win or not. It was a battle he had to win.

There was no hope in running away.

"Unpleasant, utterly unpleasant."

The demonic energy intensified. In response, Aint also activated his aura. Brilliant light opposed the darkness.

"Indeed, the Armian folk have no reason to exist in this world."

It was at that moment.

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