Reincarnated as a Mob in an Otome Game, but the Characters Were Worse Than I Expected, So I Crushed Them All and Destroyed the Story - Chapter 35: Mob Gets Moved

Chapter 35: Mob Gets Moved

“Hold it.”

The entire battlefield fell silent—completely dominated by the presence of a single person.

A girl with the most stunning black hair, standing tall and radiating pure authority—Charlotte Maxwell.

At that moment, she was the final boss of the future.

“C-Charlotte…! Do you realize that you’re interrupting His Highness’s sacred battle…!?”

“Shut up. Don’t talk to me.”

With nothing more than a single glare and a few words, Charlotte completely shut down the protesting teacher.

It was breathtaking.

This—

This was the true villainess, Charlotte Maxwell.

The same commanding, imposing figure from the original game.

The one I had always admired.

“…Charlotte. What do you want? You do realize keeping His Highness waiting is a grave offense, don’t you?”

“Oh? Then why don’t you go ahead and have that teacher executed for treason while you’re at it? After all, he dared to interrupt me first. Surely, that’s an equally unforgivable crime.”

“Don’t you dare compare yourself to the prince! That level of insolence is unacceptable!”

“Fufu, poor teacher. I suppose it must be exhausting, babysitting a pack of helpless little puppies—who can’t even bark unless they outnumber a single commoner five to one.”

That line hit.

Not just the prince standing in front of me, but every single noble in his group.

Prince Alec’s face even twitched slightly—a thin, blue vein just barely visible.

“You sure have a lot to say, Charlotte… Have you forgotten that you’re my fiancée? A woman should know her place and be more obedient—she should learn to respect her man.”

“Ara? I’m afraid I’m not the kind of lady who bows to men weaker than me. If you want me to be more ‘obedient,’ why don’t you try becoming stronger than me first?”

“Fine then. I’ll prove right here and now that I’m stronger than you.”

Watching this exchange from the sidelines was one thing—but honestly, was it really okay for the future king to have this little resistance to provocation?

Like, dude. Your opponent right now is me, remember?

“Fufu. How foolish. But well… I will be holding you to that.”

Charlotte let out a sweet smile before casually striding toward me.

Graceful.

Elegant.

She moved across the battlefield as if she were walking through a beautifully tended garden,

rather than stepping onto a field of war.

“W-What do you think you’re doing, Charlotte!?”

“What do you mean? This is a mock battle, isn’t it? Which means I’m free to participate as well.”

“But—”

“Didn’t you just declare that you would fight? Is there a problem with that?”

“No… that’s…”

At this point, Charlotte had completely seized control of the battlefield.

She didn’t ask for permission.

She didn’t argue.

She simply decided—and made everyone else accept it.

At that moment, she wasn’t just a noble lady.

She was a ruler.

“It’s decided, then. I’ll be joining this fight as well.”

M-My beloved kitty (Charlotte)!!

I knew it!

I believed in you!

Your unmatched perversion—so strong that you’d come running to help me, a mere commoner, just for the sake of your cat play!

A pet rushing in to save their owner—this was the kind of story that could make headlines on national television!

“Lady Maxwell… You’ve come to assist me?”

“Hah? No?”

“…Ehhh?”

My heart, trembling with overwhelming emotion, was immediately dragged back to cold, harsh reality.

What… did she just say?

No? Why?

“Why the hell would I go out of my way to help you?”

“…Eh…?”

[Ahaha! Master just got completely abandoned! That’s so sad.]

(You do realize that means Gilbert is going to be your enemy, right?)

[Master, just get on your hands and knees and beg Charlotte to join your side already.]

(Wait, hold on. I thought spirits couldn’t stand their contractors getting looked down on?)

[…This is an exception.]

Like hell it is!!

Didn’t you just say that spirits refuse to tolerate their contractor being disrespected!?

And now, just because you don’t want to fight Gilbert, you’re throwing me under the bus!?

“I want to fight you. Because right now—you’re the only one who can match me in battle.”

There was no way in hell I was going to say, “Well, I won last time, though.”

Yeah, I had beaten Charlotte before—but no one could predict how this match would end.

Our skills were almost evenly matched.

I wasn’t cocky enough to run my mouth when the outcome was still up in the air.

“You’re joining the prince’s team? You two weren’t exactly on good terms just now.”

“I have no intention of pretending to get along with him. Besides, I have no interest in a man who can’t even control a single woman. If someone wants to be my husband, they better have the ambition to unite the world.”

“H-Haha…”

Her sheer audacity was something else.

I could only let out a dry laugh.

Was there anything in this world that scared her?

…No. Probably not.

Honestly, even at this stage, Charlotte might already be strong enough to take on the elite royal knights and win.

The only reason I could keep up with her was because I had been abusing Seed Boosting—a method that was borderline illegal.

Meanwhile, Charlotte had reached this level purely through talent and effort.

She was in a league of her own.

“Besides, I have no intention of joining the prince’s team.”

“Huh? You’re not?”

“Of course not. That pathetic band of fools would only hold me back. I won’t let them ruin my fun. Which means there’s only one way forward.”

“A three-way battle…?”

“Exactly.”

A three-way battle in a first-year student mock fight? That’s completely insane.

Unlike a one-on-one fight, a three-way battle requires a ridiculous amount of strategy and awareness.

If a bunch of newly enrolled students suddenly got thrown into a fight like this, their teams would fall apart instantly—descending into nothing but pure chaos.

…Wait.

“So that’s your plan.”

“I don’t have the time or patience to waste on weaklings. If they’re not even worth using as training dummies, they can just disappear.”

Charlotte and I were both fighting alone.

That meant the only ones who would suffer from this chaos…

Would be Jessica’s side.

They were the ones who insisted on making this an unfair fight.

And the prince—by acknowledging Charlotte’s participation—had accidentally made it impossible for anyone to stop the battle from turning into a three-way war.

If he tried to walk that back now, it would be a complete and utter disgrace to the royal family.

“L-Lady Maxwell… are you really joining the battle…?”

As I stood there processing all of this, a hesitant voice called out from behind me.

Turning around, I found Alicia Hamilton standing there.

“Yes. Alicia, would you like to join in as well?”

“Eh!? M-Me!?”

“Right now, you have two options—You can turn your blade against me, or you can join forces with me and, let’s say…legally point your sword at both the prince and that pin… Jessica.”

…What kind of recruitment pitch is that?

And wait a second—

Did she almost call Jessica pink-haired again!?

Also, telling Jessica’s own friend that she’s free to attack her—

That’s not even close to a proper invitation!

“…I appreciate the offer, but I’ll have to decline.”

“Oh?”

“Yes. Fighting isn’t really my strong suit, nor is it something I particularly enjoy. After all, this is just a mock battle, isn’t it?”

Alicia gave a sweet, polite smile.

But the emphasis on mock battle wasn’t just a coincidence—she was subtly making it clear: “It doesn’t really matter whether I join or not, right?”

She always looked like the perfect, gentle noble lady… but deep down, she was far more calculating than she let on.

And because I knew the original story, I was well aware of the trump card she kept concealed.

Charlotte, who hated weaklings and nobodies, had invited her into battle—which meant she had likely noticed it too.

“Then, it’s settled.”

“Sigh… Please, go easy on me.”

“What are you talking about? If we’re not going all out, where’s the fun in that?”

Charlotte’s lips curled into a breathtakingly beautiful smile—

A smile so captivating, it could dazzle anyone who looked at her.

But beneath that elegance—

Was a chilling intensity that sent shivers down my spine.