Chapter Chapter 95: 11. Not a myth, but a legend (8) (2/2)
“I’m fucked if I head over there.”
I nodded and snuck away.
I saw Risen’s truly disgusting style of fighting as he cornered a female student.
“Die, die, dieee!”
“Hahaha, if you focus on other people then you will never get past me, Lady Nermia!”
If you were to only hear about how he dodged the spells that were thrown at him like a tempest as he successfully held down his opponent it would sound like a perfectly textbook fight, but his actions were the pinnacle of indecency.
“Hahaha, I saw them again!”
“I’ll seriously kill you!”
With a glare not dissimilar to the ones that our other vice-president Karen so often gave Risen, Marcis’s greatest danger factor, Lady Nermia was raging at Risen.
Well of course it would be obvious why.
The moment she made a slightly exaggerated movement he’d look under her skirt, there would be no female that wouldn’t get pissed off by that.
“Alright, her movements have gotten duller! Attack her now and finish her!”
“Surtr, actually kill them all!”
Lady Nermia’s face was flushed bright red as she pushed her skirt firmly down with one hand as she summoned the fire giant.
Alright, let’s not go there either.
If I was taken to be one of their comrades, it felt that my life which already had no lovers, would continue to stay like that for the rest of it.
What I saw was the textbook example of why Risen, who as long as he kept his mouth shut was at least as good-looking as the president, still didn’t have a girlfriend.
And so as I was about to sneak out of the castle, something unbelievable came to register in my ears.
“I had no choice, Lady Aris. For their happiness… for my happiness with them! I bet my everything!”
“That’s pres’s problem! Does that mean our promise to be victorious at the imperial festival and be free from the night study mean nothing to you then?!”
“That’s…”
Nerkia faltered over his words with a pained expression, as someone said.
“Yes, that is not the important thing right now.”
That someone being me.
“Huh?”
“Senior Reedan?”
It seemed that both Pres and Lady Aris were surprised to see me appear all of a sudden.
“Oi, Nerkia. I think I heard something odd in your speech just now… Just now, did you say ‘their’?”
“Y, yes?”
Nerkia seemed quite shocked to see me for some reason, but undoubtedly not as shocked as I was.
“Everyone in the student council knows you have a lover. But ‘their’? How many is that?”
“Uh, um… Senior Reedan? I don’t think now’s the time to…”
“Now is the time.”
“Yes…”
Lady Aris took a step back at my reply.
Odd. She looked like she’d seen something that scared her.
“Oi, speak up, Nerkia. Including the Arucia vice-president, how many lovers do you have?”
“I, uh… two at Arucia, one at Marcis… one senior that’s already graduated and another little sister(1) that hasn’t yet enrolled in any of the academies…”
“And how old is said little sister that hasn’t yet enrolled?”
“Fif… teen…”
For some reason, Pres was starting to take distance from me much like Lady Aris had.
But right now, I wasn’t in any situation to take notice of that.
I looked at my tightly clenched left fist, and my right hand with all five fingers unfurled.
My left hand represented the number of lovers I’d had my entire life, and my right hand was the number of Nerkia’s current lovers.
…that pissed me off a bit.
And just then, although it would be a poor way to describe a voice… I heard a dark, black voice in my mind.
-I understand you.
A foreign voiced that seemed to whisper into my ear.
But to me, it felt all too familiar.
-Well of course. I am the same existence as the emotion running through you right now. Now, let me ask. Are you angry?
Angry?
Of course I was angry.
The reason I was perfectly fine at the president’s betrayal, even when Risen and the others were practically baying at the moon, wasn’t because I didn’t know how to get angry.
My boiling point was simply higher than everyone else’s.
And so even when everyone else was enraged, I could remain calm.
Because it took a lot, lot more than everyone else to make me angry.
But that didn’t mean that I wasn’t angry.
Just that the point where I visibly expressed my anger was higher than everyone else’s… and when it burned, it burned hotter and more fiercely than anyone else!
-This rage… this is the first time I’m feeling the likes of it. It’s so beautiful. It is no ordinary anger, quick to burn and quick to cool. An anger that burns slowly, yet burns more intensely than anyone else! This was the anger I wanted!
The moment I felt the ecstasy within that voice (which seemed somewhat at odds with its dark nature) flow through me, I turned my eyes to Nerkia and said.
“I need power.”
“R, Reedan?”
“To execute that motherfucker.”
Nerkia’s face twisted as he recognised me as an enemy proper.
-Very well. I will give you power. To thee who possesses pure and righteous rage. To my first ever contractor, since the creation of this world!
-The price?
-Ahh. The anger, that so bewitched me. That is more than enough. Rage, and rage even more!
The price was simple. But its power was more than enough to turn the tables onto Nerkia.
As a student of the summoner’s academy, there was no reason for me to not make a contract with as good of an opportunity as this.
“Very well, on my name, Reedan Rekein, I will entrust my anger to you.”
“Damn it, what the hell did you just make a contract with, Reedan?”
In response to my words, Nerkia summoned high-rank wind and water elementals in order to strike me down, but his attacks were all stopped by Lady Aris.
And.
-Kahahahaha! Indeed, this is my first contract since this world took form. Nice to meet you, master of anger! My name is Wrath. Wrath, the one who rules over Wrath of the Seven Deadly Sins! The ones most primordial and instinctive among the Spirit Kings. As one who rules over emotion, I am a Spirit King of Emotion!
As Wrath spoke, the world became dyed in darkness.
And thus, I… became the true darkness of Yugrasia’s student council.
And for the first time ever, I found out that even outside of the materials and nature of the world, spirits also existed within emotions.