My Girlfriends Are Hardcore Yanderes - Chapter 143

Chapter 143: A Cover
“First, heal the wounded. I won’t have anyone here looking weak. Move,” she commanded, as though she were not the one responsible for all the violence in the first place.

The sorcerers, skilled in healing magic, didn’t question the order. Afraid that any delay would only further agitate Lucia, they quickly dropped to their knees.

They chanted incantations under their breath, their magic weaving through the air and pouring into the bodies of the wounded. The green aura surged from their palms, wrapping around broken limbs and bruised flesh, stitching wounds closed.

Asher observed the healers’ efforts, noting that their spells were adequate but lacked the effectiveness he was used to.

“You might think she’s being too harsh, but there’s actually a reason for her behavior,” Lazeth tried to explain.

“I don’t really care. I’m just an outsider here,” he responded.

His words made it clear that he had no interest in hearing any sad background story whatsoever.

Respecting his decision, Lazeth bowed her head and left, feeling Lucia’s gaze on her—one that was far from friendly.

Once the last of the injured had been tended to, the healed sorcerers stood up reluctantly.

“Now that’s settled, allow me to introduce him to you,” she stared down at everyone, making sure she had their full attention.

“This is Asher Aurelius. He will be your new vice principal from now on,” she announced.

A heavy silence blanketed the room after her declaration, but it didn’t last long.

Whispers rippled through the room, quickly turning to murmurs of resentment.

“A newcomer? An outsider? Vice Principal?”

Many sorcerers struggled to contain their frustration. They had earned their places, fought and bled for their status. Now, someone unproven was being elevated above them?

“Why him? What’s so special about him?” one sorcerer hissed, and the others followed.

“This is ridiculous. He hasn’t even earned it,”

“You can’t just appoint anyone ”

Most of the sorcerers nodded in agreement, their eyes narrowing in disdain. They were used to power dynamics, to hierarchy, but this? This felt like a direct slap in the face.

Meanwhile, Asher shook his head. He hadn’t wanted any position of power. But she was playing a game, and he was being dragged into it whether he liked it or not.

“Silence!” Lucia scolded them.

With it, her energy surged, and the air grew thick, almost suffocating.

“Do you really think I would appoint him without a reason? Me? Who believes that power and knowledge are everything in this world?” she demanded, her eyes sweeping over everyone.

They couldn’t argue with her words. She only cared about results, so if she had chosen him, there must have been a good reason for it.

But then, a sorcerer from the bearkin race stepped forward. “Maybe he’s your lover, and you just want him to get the position!” he accused.

The room fell silent again.

When they looked at Asher, they couldn’t deny he was extremely attractive. It wasn’t hard to believe that someone as stubborn and prideful as she was might fall for him—she was still a woman, after all.

Regardless, none of them expected her next response.

“I’ll let that comment slide, since I’m in a good mood right now.”

Some of the sorcerers rolled their eyes, not believing her at all.

“I’ll give you all a chance. Those who think he doesn’t deserve this position can challenge him. Whoever beats him will not only take his position—but also mine. Sounds fair?”

“Are you serious?” Everyone broke into chatters.

The idea of taking her position was both tempting and terrifying. Her authority was absolute, and anyone who dared challenge her would be risking more than just their lives.

But the thought of taking that power, especially if they could just defeat Asher, made some of them bolder.

One sorcerer, a tall man with brown wolf ears, stepped forward. His name was Abir, known as one of the most talented sorcerers at the academy, specializing in offensive spells.

“I’ll take you up on that,” the wolfkin spoke up with confidence. “But I don’t want your position. Instead, I want you to consider my offer from before.”

Lucia’s smile widened, a knowing glint in her eyes as she understood exactly what her was referring to.

The offer he spoke of wasn’t about power or position—it was about something personal. She had rejected him before, dismissing him because, in her eyes, he was trash. He wasn’t worthy of her attention.

Now, Abir was using this moment to prove himself.

“You’ll get whatever you want if you can beat him.” she reassured him.

Abir’s ears perked up, and he became instantly motivated. It was true that Lucia had a bad personality, but that didn’t change the fact that her beauty was unmatched. So for a wolfkin with a strong libido, she was the perfect partner.

“I’ll take your words for that,” Abir responded, his voice filled with determination. He then turned his attention to Asher. “Let’s fight in the training hall.”

Without waiting for a response, the wolfkin started walking toward the exit, his confidence radiating as he prepared for the upcoming battle.

The other sorcerers followed him.

If anyone here was close to Lucia in terms of offensive spells, it was him. He had only suffered one loss in the academy so far, and that was from his fight with her.

Meanwhile, Asher was getting annoyed by the situation. Lucia had promised just an introduction, but as usual, she blew everything out of proportion.

“I don’t like this at all,” he confronted her when she got closer.

Lucia smirked, unfazed by his irritation. “You should be used to this by now. Things never stay simple when I’m involved.” She gave him a pointed look, enjoying the mess she had caused.

“And what if I lost intentionally?” he warned.

She paused for a moment, a sly smile creeping across her face. “If you lose, then why should I let a talentless person help me with the portal?”

Asher frowned. “Why are you even doing all of this?”

Her gaze sharpened, and her voice turned cold and direct. “I’m doing this for your own good. What do you think will happen if they hear you’ll be the one helping me build the portal and taking all the credit?”

She paused, letting her words sink in before continuing.

“I don’t know how you live your life, but in this place, hierarchy is everything. The most efficient way to gain respect is to rule everyone with fear. If you show them weakness, they’ll create trouble for you in the future, driven by things like jealousy.”

Her words hung in the air, a harsh truth that he couldn’t deny.

It was true. Even in his old world, there were cases where jealousy drove people to tear each other down. Only those who instilled enough respect could prevent that.

“Is this the reason why you made me the vice principal?”

“You think I’m doing all this just for fun?” Lucia asked, rolling her eyes. “You might believe my personality’s rotten, but I actually care deeply about the people I’m interested in.”

With an unreadable expression, she turned and walked away, leaving him to linger in his thoughts.