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 42: Vorsea Gran Cascade - Lineage

Chapter 42: Vorsea Gran Cascade – Lineage

“What’s with the Underworld? Makes no sense. Attacking in broad daylight on a holiday, and the cleanup is going to be a hassle. Maybe I’ll just burn everyone to ash in the incinerator and scatter it around the special dorm?”

Grumbling in front of the incinerator while dealing with a heap of bodies, I sighed looking at the young man, Ragna Vel Brave, from the high sky above.

“Truly, it’s a ridiculous story to hear.”

To think that on a holiday, within the school, such nefarious individuals were allowed in, it might be necessary to completely change some of the teachers. 

Who is the spy? 

Likely, it’s the teacher who took it upon himself to oversee the third son of the Brave family’s test without telling me.

Though still a rookie, his attitude doesn’t seem fitting for someone who will inherit a title. 

It’s as if the corruption runs deep.

Anyway, looking back at the third son of the Brave family,

“No matter how many tactical magicians gather, it seems pointless, doesn’t it?”

I was ready to lend a hand if needed, but he managed to repel them all without sustaining a single injury. 

The skill to kill without staining the school with blood, using bare hands, goes beyond tactical—it’s strategic, no, it has surpassed even that, seeming to hold political value.

At the age of 15, and possibly driven by some personal vendetta, the sight of him showing no mercy to those he deems enemies sent shivers down my spine.

“So this is the blood of the Brave family, huh?”

It’s the genuine form that isn’t bound by the constraints of lineage.

“Sebastian River, damn it.”

The old bastard who dumped the teaching job on me. 

To enroll such a remarkable individual, who’s now become too much for even me to handle, into the school at this fateful intersection, what was he thinking?

“But perhaps this is also fate.”

Is this the result of trying to bind and suppress that bloodline out of fear, keeping it under control for many years? 

Looking at the environment swirling within the school, seeing what’s right before my eyes, it’s clear how twisted and insane everything has become.

The Brave family. 

In ancient times, during an era when nations were at war and battles against monsters occurred simultaneously, this family of hero fought alongside a saint and a sage. 

The soul within them is noble, ready to place themselves in the front lines, even unto death, if it means protecting something. 

Even after the sage, worn out by the endless battles, used the saint’s power to erect a protective barrier around the capital, their essence remained unchanged. 

It’s said that the saint, who had been mediating between the two who were originally on bad terms, was already gone by then.

The royal family, aware of the power of the hero’s blood, feared that over time it would turn against the kingdom, and demanded a vow of allegiance from the hero.

For the sake of protecting the people, the hero’s pledge of allegiance to the royal family has continued to persist among them, among the nobility, for hundreds of years.

It has transformed into something akin to a curse, or perhaps it was always a curse from the start.

“I have no intention of blindly believing in old tales that have been completely eroded by the passage of time, but I can see why the royal family is afraid.”

Despite attempts to dilute or extinguish the blood of the hero who could match a thousand, this is the result.

Probably, the oppression that clings to the Brave family like a curse has twisted along with the times to become what it is now.

Especially those with strong bloodlines hate it, and their children mimic this, leading to distortion.

“Why were you born, Ragna Vel Brave?” 

To break down this rotten country? 

Or is it to achieve a greater cause?

“Fortune lies with the heavens, huh?”

Hmph, what’s with those Aethers? 

Do they think they can rule the heavens? 

Do they believe they can control even fate? 

It seems like the arrogance of the royal family, claiming descent from the ancient sages.

Cascade, Ignite, Oldwood.

And then Aetherdam, tracing back to the origin, they are all the same.

“Forgive me, Sebastian River. It’s beyond me now to intervene, burdened as I am with the guilt of the blood that flows through me.”

But I shall be just to the students, ensuring that all can walk the path they choose.

As the headmaster, that’s about all I can do.

“Hmm, maybe I should at least look into the connection between the Ignite family and the neighboring continent’s Duchy.”

Though, the third son of the Brave family might end up finding his way there on his own… huh? 

After the third son of the Brave family left, I saw a man approaching the incinerator alone.

“Hehehe, got it, this footage will definitely get him expelled from the school, hehehe.”

“That man…” 

It was the teacher who took upon himself to conduct the test.

Clutching a memory crystal as if it was precious, he muttered like he was out of his mind. 

So much for showing mercy on my part.

It’s embarrassing that I kept such a man as a teacher in this school, even after being shown the difference in their strengths, he still harbors resentment. 

“Anyway, he must be the one who brought those miscreants here. As a token of appreciation for not making a mess, I’ll take care of that man swiftly.”