I Regress if the Villainess Dies! Chapter 28: Chapter 27 Special Individual

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More than half an hour had passed since the exam began. Professors monitored entrants from a certain room filled with screens reflecting the entrants, coordinating with the academy’s retinue for rescue operations. Surprisingly, Carmillia wasn’t the only one experiencing threats to her life. Plenty of households and powers schemed in their own way to take down their rival’s potential heir, especially if they showed promise. … Atop the academy’s spire, a large man chuckled as he looked at the display before him. “That was thrilling!” “…” Vica sighed at the old mans exclaim. What they had just witnessed was an entrant narrowly escaping death at the hands of an unexpected assailant. From a well known family who sponsored them with a lot of funds. The daughter of Montagne’s current Duke, Carmillia and his only daughter. The academy had a list of known threats they intended to intercept, but exceptions still appeared from time to time, like the one targeting the duke’s precious daughter. “Whoever his family is, give them double the reparations.” He spoke, with a smile still plastered in his face. “Tell them that he’s a secret agent who served the academy honorably and died in service.” Vica nodded silently at his side, continuing to observe the exam unfold. She is well aware that giving the entrants something to ensure their safety was more than within the academy’s capabilities. However the headmaster stubbornly refused to do so. ‘In our world, threats are always lurking, whether they come from monsters or the people around us. Let the entrants experience it firsthand, and if they fall, they fall. We cannot condone their weakness, nor be blamed when they die. After all, it is already lenient to let such a presumptuous bunch step into my academy.’ As an institute dedicated to raising humanity’s overall capabilities, Vica despised her father’s methods, but she could not deny their effectiveness and necessity. The academy was renowned for nurturing and producing the finest talent across the continent and had a reputation to uphold. After all, what was the academy truly fighting against? What was the purpose of existences far beyond ordinary human capability? It was to fight against ignoble threats far beyond human understanding and capability. Not to mention, there was still the ever-present war among races that could ignite any moment. They wrestled against one another for territory and resources, alongside the many minor races that also vied for power amidst the chaos. “That kid’s got some obsessive protectiveness. How did he find out that his master was in danger?” He somewhat understood why Renedon wanted that butler to be by Carmillia’s side. To the point of pushing his admission into the same class as Carmillia, the Royal Class, where only students who met high standards in factors such as descent, background, and talent could step in. “Was this your plan from the start? A greater outrage to conceal a lesser one?” Vica remarked as she habitually nudged her glasses. “What are you talking about? I had no idea he was that guy! Hahaha!” the headmaster spoke as he brushed off Vica’s question with a laugh and unconcealed delight. At the time of her conversation with the headmaster, she had not expected Xian to be assigned to the Royal Class, but at the very least to be placed in one of the two other sections, the Elite Class or the Common Class. He had been listed as a special individual at Duke Renedon’s request, thanks to his ‘donations’ to the academy, which her father had readily accepted without even verifying Xian’s identity. “Right, all of their attention will be directed at that poor butler. He kind of fits the role too, just look at his face, hahaha!” He laughed heartily imagining the trouble coming for the student. “He need’s to show results if he’s planning to stay in that class though.” A dangerous glint with anticipation briefly flashed in his eyes as he uttered those words. Astor Vitorre Ellios. The headmaster of the aca