The Novel’s Antagonist: I walk the path of a Villain - Chapter 75

Chapter 75: The Law that bind

“Sighs… I really hope they don’t throw another insane test at us like the last one,” a girl muttered, letting out an exasperated sigh. “My team didn’t even last a day before we were completely wiped out.”

“You think that’s bad? We made it all the way to the third day,” a young man chimed in, his voice tinged with bitterness. “We were just a few vampires away from hitting the minimum required points. Then, bam! A vampire siege wiped us out. We failed when we were so close.” He clenched his teeth, frustration evident as they trudged toward the classroom.

I rubbed my lower back with a wince, letting out a weary sigh. Even after all the revitalizing and clarity spells Nelia cast on me, the dull ache in my waist refused to go away.

Whatever.

According to Nelia, the Trinket of Destiny had been bound to her ever since she refused to marry Menasia, the elven prince and heir to the throne of the Elven Empire. The sealing ritual was designed so that whoever wielded the trinket would control her, leaving her no choice but to submit to the wielder’s will. If Menasia had possessed it, Nelia would have been forced into marriage.

However, what baffled me most was that the trinket wasn’t just any treasure, it was the most prized heirloom of the Fairies. But they’d used it as a bargaining chip to ally.

Maybe it was because they feared betrayal from the elves. After all, there were Elves in the Otherworld too. If the elves here and those already in the upper realm united, also backed by the Fairies, it would only be a matter of time before they defeated the humans of the upper realm.

At least that’s what I think.

But if that did happen… once the humans were out of the picture, would the Elves’ ambitions stop there?

I doubt it.

Fairies were a tempting target—undeniably beautiful and capable of igniting desires that could bring any man to his knees. Perhaps that’s what the Fairy Queen foresaw when she sought to forge an alliance using Nelia. And Nelia, as she had added, was supposedly one of the most beautiful fairies in existence.

It might seem like an exaggeration, but it wasn’t. But last night made it clear.

At the peak of our shared passion, she momentarily lost control of her power, and in the single slip-up, I caught a glimpse of her true form.

The Nelia I had known all this time wasn’t even close to the real her.

She was already beautiful—but that? That was on another level.

Divine.

I couldn’t get the image out of my head. Even now, it lingered in my thoughts.

When I asked her why it was the first time I’d seen that version of her, she just grinned. That infuriating, knowing grin.

Weird.

Anyway, I couldn’t help myself—I asked her the one question that had been on my mind.

Why didn’t the Goddess of Life just destroy this world outright?

Her answer, though, was actually in line with what I expected.

Although the Goddess of Life reigns over this world, there are immutable laws that even she can’t defy—one of them being the Law of Causality. Apparently, her mere existence is so overwhelmingly powerful that it could obliterate this world in an instant. To maintain balance, the Law of Causality actively suppresses her influence, ensuring a kind of equilibrium. Because of this, her ability to directly interfere with the world is severely limited.

I guess that made sense in a cosmic, big-picture kind of way.

Well…

Not that I had the luxury to dwell on divine power dynamics right then. I was on my way to class, weaving through the throng of my ever-chatty classmates. Their endless chatter revolved around one thing: the results of our first test.

Speaking of which… I had absolutely no idea how I’d done.

My memory was a complete blur after the building collapsed. That’s as far back as I can recall. I could only hope Elena and the others managed to scrape together enough points to hit the minimum passing score.

I sighed deeply, standing in front of the towering entrance that led into the grand hall.

“Alright, let’s do this.”

As I stepped forward…

…something slammed into me.

“FUCK!”

I stumbled, nearly losing my balance, but managed to steady myself just in time.

Woah.

This is a first…

Does this mean I am getting stronger?

Before I could dwell on the thought, a cascade of blue hair drifted into my line of sight.

“Selena.”

Another sigh escaped me, but this one was heavier.

“Selena,” I said again, this time more firmly. But instead of a quick response, I felt her trembling against me. Her small frame shook as though she were terrified of something.

Damn it.

Why is my chest aching all of a sudden?

What is this unsettling feeling?

Tsk.

I hate this.

“Selena?” I called once more.

Finally, she answered, her voice a faint whisper.

“Yes?”

Her tone was so soft I almost missed it.

“We’re blocking the doorway,” I said dryly, gesturing toward the growing crowd of onlookers trying to get past us.

It took her a moment to register my words. Slowly, reluctantly, she let go and stepped back, allowing me to fully enter.

Fantastic.

Now, every single pair of eyes in the room was fixed on us.

Great. Just great.

“Perfect way to make an entrance,” I muttered under my breath, casting a glance at Selena.

But she avoided my gaze, her head dipped low, her posture tense. She looked… guilty. And scared.

What the hell is wrong with her?

“Let’s go,” I said, grabbing her hand and leading her toward an empty seat I spotted at the back.

It was then that I noticed already seated nearby.

Victor.

His face turned ghostly pale the moment he saw us approaching.

What the fuck?

Why did he look like he’d seen a ghost?

…

Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!