The Villainess Who Was Dumped Got Married into My Family, a Mob Noble from the Frontier, and Turns Out, She's an Amazing Capable Wife? - Chapter 40: Side Story: Seriously, It's War Time. But, It's a Holiday

Chapter 40: Side Story: Seriously, It’s War Time. But, It’s a Holiday

I was on my way to dispose of the cut grass in the incinerator. 

“Coffee, coffee, snacks, snacks, hum hum hum.”

It seems that while I’m doing this, those two are getting coffee and snacks ready, so I was in the best of spirits.

I love coffee time. 

It’s a moment of relief for both my weary mind and body, a time for healing. 

Yet, how did it come to this?

“Are you Ragna Vel Brave?”

“Uh, yes, I’m Ragna.”

When I turned around, surprised to be called by name for once, I found myself surrounded by dozens of magicians disguised as teachers.

Even though it’s a holiday, isn’t this a bit too bold for broad daylight?

Even though I was challenged for the war, isn’t this too obvious?

And, wait, not just a dozen people, but dozens? That’s a lot, isn’t it?

“I’m really sorry, but I don’t have time to deal with you guys right now.”

As soon as I confirmed I was Ragna, the group, bristling with hostility, made me frown.

It doesn’t matter how many of them there are; the timing couldn’t be worse.

I had hurriedly finished mowing the lawn and pest control, looking forward to coffee and homemade snacks when I got back. 

Why now? I’m about to lose it.

“So, you’re Ragna.”

“Please, not now, I won’t kill you, so let’s do this some other time!”

“Just shut up and come with us.”

One of the magicians charged at me, and I ended up breaking his neck in the heat of the moment.

“Shoot… I did it without thinking…”

I really wanted to avoid starting any fights and just get through today peacefully, but I ended up killing one because, despite their murderous intent, they attacked me unarmed.

But, wasn’t that foolish?

Why would a magician charge at someone in a fight barehanded?

“What!? The guy was a top-notch dark magician!”

“That Sky-Fist…”

“He was famous for throwing invisible punches, no way…”

I had no idea. 

From his name, maybe he was supposed to use some air type of magic. 

If he had used any sort of magic on me, my barrier would have automatically detected it, but since it didn’t, this guy was just a nobody who died before he could even activate his magic.

Really, don’t send me these weaklings in broad daylight! 

It’s just a waste of time with so many of them.

While this was happening, the coffee and snacks were eagerly waiting for my return. 

“I don’t know who you are, but you better be ready.” 

I felt bad for the two waiting for me, so I wanted to avoid killing someone in broad daylight at the academy if possible. 

“I’m in a really bad mood right now.” 

At my threat, one of the magicians gulped.

“This is the rumored…”

There was a man, always keeping a short sword aimed directly at me. 

I could tell he was constantly on guard for every move I made. 

Being scared isn’t great, but fear is the most important emotion for survival. 

“Hmph, just an ape out of its depth.”

“So what if you’ve taken down one of us by surprise?”

“Yeah, see the true power of the capital’s dark forces.”

The others are no good, not at all.

I’m surrounded by dozens of magicians, but only a handful of them have anything you could call a weapon.

Most have nothing, or they’re holding a wand that screams “I’m going to use some magic.”

Sure, wands can be somewhat useful tools for casting spells.

In chantless magic, where visualizing in your mind is key, pointing with something in three dimensions can save mental energy.

But it’s just a tool. 

Even though they can cast spells without chanting, they’re using wands that hardly have any offensive power. 

It’s like training wheels on a bicycle. 

A long stick would be a hundred times better because it gives you reach and an advantage as a magician. 

Though that’s a minor point.

“Just come at me all at once. I have a tight schedule after this, so let’s make it quick.”

“Oh, look at the kid who probably hasn’t even had his first kiss talking tough.”

“—HA?”

“Hiii”

When I glared, the magician who made the forbidden comment stumbled back in fear. 

“Ah, I’ve lost my temper now… “

My inner voice slipped out.

As the magicians took their stances, I boldly walked straight up to the woman who spoke.

“Idiot! Don’t let his magical power overwhelm you!” 

The most sensible magician there, holding a short sword, shouted. 

“Surround him and attack now! Think of him as a seasoned magician!”

As the magicians who seemed frozen in time finally snapped back to reality, they all started attacking me at once. 

Whirlwinds laced with blades, a rain of fire arrows, spears of earth shooting up from the ground, boiling water, and many more spells were hurled at me.

I didn’t even bother to dodge. 

There was no need to.

The magic barrier that covered my entire body made sure none of their weak spells could touch me.

“Why is he still alive after that?”

“It can’t be…”

“My ultimate spell…”

Seeing me standing unharmed after the dust settled left the surrounding magicians in total shock. 

There’s no such thing as an “ultimate spell.” 

Cutting off a head will kill a person, and all those fancy spells are just means to that end. If they thought they could finish me off from a distance with their magic and call it a day, they’d better think again. 

It’s no different from chanting spells.

“Amateurs.”

“Hiii, s-stop, I’ll give you a kiss—mrgh”

I twisted and snapped the neck of the magician woman begging for her life.

Her lifeless body, with her tongue sticking out and eyes rolled back, her tight skirt stained by her own accident, made it clear that kissing was out of the question.

“Absolutely not.”

I’ve decided my first kiss will be in a dramatically romantic situation.

It’s not something a young student should take lightly. 

Damn it.

I won’t indulge like some beast.

A wedding would be nice, or maybe an engagement ceremony?

Calling Onyx and vowing eternal love in front of a dragon again seems like a good idea, especially since I’d be more experienced by then.

Scenes like that are what girls dream of, right? Straight out of a fairy tale, full of drama, romance, emotion, and sentiment. 

“Isn’t kissing as a student too wild? AAN!?”

“W-What are you even talking about…?”

“Is there something wrong with being eccentric? Bitch…!”

After kicking the woman’s corpse, the magicians around me trembled with fear.

“Killing the magician who challenged you to a fight and then kicking their body…”

“You have no honor as a magician…”

I don’t know about any such things. 

Never heard of it.

Those at the bottom shouldn’t talk as if they’re above everyone else.

“If you’re here to kill, be prepared to be killed, okay?”

In this situation, where no magic works against me, I’m the apex predator here, and these guys are just pitiful rabbits. 

If they know what’s good for them, they’d disappear.

The smarter ones have already vanished. 

If there’s any brave fool still willing to face me, I’ll spare those who can answer my question. 

“Does anyone here know what a kiss tastes like?” 

Come on, answer me. 

There used to be drinks and snacks sold at convenience stores claiming to taste like a first love, but what flavor was that supposed to be?

“Answer meeeeee!” 

Damn it all!

On that day, the dark guild known as “The Underworld” lost a significant number of its members and essentially fell apart. 

It was particularly notable that some of the more skilled individuals vanished without a trace, not just from the capital but from the country altogether. 

Moreover, a magician known as the “Geyser, The Short Sword,” who was later found and arrested in a neighboring country, tearfully begged to be allowed to stay in that country.

The phrase “the taste of a kiss” that he muttered while trembling greatly puzzled the underworld of the neighboring country.