Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Suddenly, the two figures, one tall and one short, met eyes and, after a brief silence, looked away simultaneously. Samael gently put down the young hero king he was holding, coughed slightly, as if asking himself a question, or perhaps asking a question.

"Where were you talking about?"

"What a coincidence, you also like to stroll around the academy?"

"Haha, I just happened to have some free time, so I came to see Ilya's campus life."

"Then you continue?"

The two exchanged an awkward but polite smile, shook hands amicably under the shade of a tree, and understood each other without words.

"boom!"

Just as both sides tacitly reached a consensus, a violent air explosion came from the stadium behind the academy, which seemed to be mixed with the frenzied cheers of a landslide and a wailing sound.

Unbeknownst to them, the track and field club members on the track and field were also attracted by the commotion behind them, and had already flocked to the source of the sound in twos and threes.

what happened?

Samael and Young Jill exchanged a glance and immediately sped off to the scene of the incident.

However, just as they turned the corner, two muscular, tanned male junior high school students were carrying a volleyball player in a white tracksuit who was clutching his leg and screaming in agony. They were so eager that they almost bumped into him.

"School doctor! School doctor!"

Amidst urgent cries for help, at the entrance of the Red Cross shelter, a silver-haired girl with dark gold eyes, wearing a loose white coat over a black and white bodysuit, exuded a gothic, dark, and decadent aura. She rested one hand on her smooth chin and yawned listlessly.

Even when it came to the boy who was brought in for emergency treatment, the silver-haired, golden-eyed girl merely pointed perfunctorily to the area behind the bed, showing none of the urgency a qualified doctor should have in saving lives.

"Doctor, there are no beds available... Could you please help me with the pain? I feel like my bones are cracked."

The new patients, seeing the unfortunate souls who were carelessly tossed on the makeshift floor like pigs, screamed incessantly, sobbing and crying to the school doctor outside the door.

The silver-haired school doctor kicked a junk box behind him without even looking up.

“Look, plaster…”

The male student, who was wailing, stopped abruptly, his face stiffening.

Soon, new wounded soldiers were hurriedly brought in.

"Over here! Over here! Someone's bleeding!"

"Bandages, gauze, disinfectant—the first-aid kit has plenty."

"But we..."

"If you don't know how to use it, find the instruction manual yourself."

"But you're the school doctor..."

"Ugh, so noisy, so boring, why isn't anyone dying?"

The silver-haired school doctor, who was slacking off, reluctantly got up to work, and sighed expressionlessly, almost chilling his patients to the bone.

Samael looked into the distance and saw the unethical, silver-haired female school doctor, whose lips twitched violently.

"Karen..."

"Ah? Do you know him?"

Upon hearing this, Young Gil was slightly taken aback, and then a hint of apprehension flashed in his blood-red eyes. He quietly distanced himself from Samael and slipped along the shade of the trees toward the bushes where he was used to staying.

I don't know why, but I always felt that girl was difficult to deal with, the kind of person I wasn't good at handling. I thought it was better not to get involved in such trouble.

However, as soon as the blond boy turned around, a heavy hand landed on his tender shoulder, and a face full of ill intent approached with a smile.

Why are you running away? Didn't we agree to walk around together?

"Haha, can't I leave early? Can't I? I can't, can I..."

The smile on young Gil's face gradually disappeared, and he obediently turned around, being pulled to stand in front of a certain unscrupulous teammate.

Before the two could even reach the makeshift clinic run by the unscrupulous school doctor, another seriously injured person, clutching their abdomen and screaming in agony, was carried to the shaded area.

Hearing the agonizing screams of pigs being slaughtered coming from the shaded area, the two couldn't help but shudder. They instinctively chose to avoid the blood-soaked slaughterhouse and slipped across the tree-lined path toward the playground.

After several detours, the two cautiously arrived at their destination.

Around the playground, crowds thronged, with students swarming together, boys and girls each occupying their own side, clearly separated, hysterically cheering for their respective teams.

At this moment, a bizarre volleyball match between boys and girls is in full swing.

"Tch, you bugs! The big ones are coming!"

On the girls' field, a red-haired, violent loli with a stone-like chip on her forehead leaped into the air and clenched her fists in a powerful punch.

Amidst a terrifying explosion of air, a cone-shaped crater the size of a washbasin was smashed into the lawn, with faint arcs of electricity flickering around it.

The 1.8-meter-tall, muscular man on the opposite side, who was responsible for defense, had his facial muscles twitching and his calves shaking uncontrollably. His left cheek, which had just been lightly grazed by the volleyball, was burning with pain.

As the boys, having gained the right to serve due to a point lost, launched a well-organized attack, the volleyball, flying from a tricky angle above the net towards the backcourt, gradually fell in front of a group of short-legged girls.

Not only did the audience hold their breath, but even the boys, who had temporarily gained a slight advantage in serving, felt no shame for bullying elementary school students. Instead, they were covered in cold sweat and looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Limited deployment, a multi-faceted saturation bombardment!"

The silver-haired loli, clearly influenced by anime like magical girl, immediately bent her knees and jumped up. Her seemingly weak and powerless slap was like a whistling cannonball, creating a colorful halo around her amidst the sharp friction sound of the air.

"Don't be proud!"

Just as the boys were scrambling for cover, trying to avoid the danger, a blue-haired, black-eyed boy finally stepped forward.

"Don't underestimate karate, you bastard!"

The slender boy in the center of the field threw off his black-rimmed glasses, roared, and raised both palms together. The resulting shockwave burst through his tight school uniform, revealing his bulging, dragon-like muscles. His shiny skin seemed to be radiating a layer of sacred golden light, like that of a Buddha.

Holy crap, clothes ripped off?!

Samael's eyes widened in surprise, secretly marveling at the scene before him.

"boom!"

At this moment, as the ball and palm collided, the boy with exaggerated muscles was dragged along until he was about to be pushed off the court. The boy gritted his teeth, rooted himself to the ground, and forcefully stopped the volleyball that was constantly spinning and rubbing in his palm.

"Huh!"

As the volleyball in his palm slumped, the boy bent his arm and arched the volleyball high into the air. He then turned to look at his comrades behind him, who were terrified of him, and solemnly spoke.

"With me here, there's nothing to be afraid of!"

"President!"

In an instant, the male students, who had been suppressed and unable to lift their heads, were filled with tears and were so excited that they could not control themselves. It was as if they had seen a waving flag on the battlefield and a lone wolf charging forward under that flag.

Finally, finally it's our turn to counterattack!

Under this powerful call to action and encouragement, the male students were in high spirits, their expectant eyes following the falling volleyball.

“Watch out!”

Amidst great anticipation, the senior student president, showcasing his true strength, took a step forward, leaped high into the air, raised his hand, and slammed it down on the airborne volleyball before gracefully landing, delivering a resounding declaration.

"Karate is the strongest..."

"Snapped!"

However, before the words had even finished, a small, fair hand lightly slapped the volleyball that had just passed through the net from the side. The white unidentified flying object, accelerating in the opposite direction, immediately spun back towards the boys' court in an illogical S-shaped trajectory.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Instantly, the muscular defenders at the front of the line were humiliated by volleyball, each clutching their swollen cheeks, screaming as they were knocked down, lying haphazardly around the blue-haired president, a scene of utter carnage.

This is unscientific!

Liu Dongyi looked across the grid at the silver-haired loli wearing a woolen hat with the shape of cat ears faintly visible on the top, who looked listless and kept yawning, her face full of disbelief.

"Blue team scores! Game continues!"

A PE teacher with brown hair and eyes, wearing a blue and white tracksuit and a side ponytail, announced the results loudly from the side of the field.

The boys, who had just begun to feel a glimmer of fighting spirit, suddenly felt as if they had lost their parents.

The following matches were even more appalling. In just a few dozen seconds, Samael and Young Gil witnessed the swift and powerful strikes of the daughter of the prestigious local magic school, the Reiryukan; the rapid counterattack of Fujimura-sensei, a fifth-dan kendo master; the precise passing and shooting of Mitsuki, the captain of the archery club; and even the terrifying force of Moriyama Nana Kamewa, a lower-grade elementary school student, who unintentionally blasted through the high-strength fiber net...

After three rounds, the boys' field was saturated with cannon fire, and the wounded, with bruised and swollen faces, kept groaning. Only the panting black-haired, bespectacled student council president was able to stand up with difficulty.

Actually, this is already the seventh wave of reinforcements...

Among the 12 female team members, there were not only slender and elegant young ladies, but also four or five elementary school students whose height and weight differed significantly from each other.

Faced with these substandard players who were definitely cut from the national team due to their height and weight, the 12 muscular men were all utterly defeated. Samael could hardly bear to watch and could only say one thing.

"Everyone, you've worked hard. It's good that you're alive!"

Additionally, I would like to add:

"Life comes first...friendship second...competition third..."

Beatrice, the violent loli who is the host of Thor's divine core;

Taiga Fujimura, the Tiger of Fuyuki, is the incarnation of the four main Mayan gods, the Smoke Mirror.

Pallas Athena, the spirit form of the Greek goddess of wisdom and war;

The opposing side consisted of only three deities.

It's still at the top of the page!

In addition, there's Illya, the highest-level artificial life form of the Einzbern family; Misaya Reiryukan, the exceptionally talented daughter of the Reiryukan family; Ayako Mitsumi, the archery captain; Ryuko Yatsuma, the youngest daughter of a martial arts family; and Nanako Moriyama, the super-strong loli...

Oh, and if we include off-field assistance, there's also Karen, the unscrupulous school doctor in the shade who claims to be a saint but takes pleasure in witnessing death and suffering...

萨麦

You thought about it and felt a chill run down your spine, your face full of sympathy. For a man, this school... is terrifying!

So, this isn't specifically targeting anyone; anyone in this lineup is utter trash.

Chapter Six: The Doomsday of the Loli Goddess (9k)

"Woo!"

As the sharp whistle blew and the first half of the match ended, Ilya immediately jumped up and pushed the volleyball that had landed in her own area. However, due to the time constraints and the angle of the shot, the flying object, which contained terrifying force, shot straight out of the court.

Oh no, I've messed up!

"boom!"

Amidst the panicked gazes of the crowd, Samael stepped forward, twisted his wrist and palm, and deflected 70% of the volleyball's force. Even so, the remaining impact still created a strong wind pressure, causing sand and dust to fly and his black clothes to flutter.

The ancient serpent glanced around at the still-shaken audience, then turned its gaze to the silver-haired girl behind it, who was tilting her head and observing it with a mixture of surprise and confusion. A reassuring smile appeared on its lips, and it remained fearless.

Since it's a surprise inspection, we must enter the village quietly, without firing a shot.

Therefore, as soon as he crept out from under the shade of the tree, he had already put on a cognitive bias disguise, which naturally fooled the eyes of a few troublemakers.

However, these brats are so unruly. I'll teach them a lesson when we get back!

No wonder the bills sent home from school every month are so high!

Samael remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was plotting how to deal with these unruly girls at school that night.

"First, carry the injured teammates to School Doctor Karen, then the seventh team will begin pre-battle preparations..."

With short purple hair and round-framed glasses, Yoo Dong-ichi's once impeccably pressed and wrinkle-free standard school uniform was now covered in mud.

Although the boy, as the student council president, clearly possessed rare prestige and leadership within the entire Homurahara Academy, all that responded to him at this moment was rough breathing and a long silence.

"President, this is... the seventh echelon... all the reserves have been crippled by those lionesses..."

A crew-cut boy with minor injuries walked out of the line, which was filled with an atmosphere of despondency and pessimism.

"Then let's gather all the qualified boys from the sports club, kendo club, basketball club, boxing club, judo club...!"

Liu Dongyi was speechless for a moment. Feeling depressed, his low voice even contained a gloomy tone that seemed to be heading towards extremes.

"Gentlemen, this is a battle where men's dignity is at stake. We absolutely cannot admit defeat! Please!"

In the end, the student council president even bowed at a 90-degree angle, making a sincere plea to these defeated remnants.

However, after glancing around at the averted gazes, the crew-cut boy had no choice but to bite the bullet and tell the truth.

"President, the sports department has lost 85% of its members. At least 60% of them have been drawn from the kendo, judo, boxing, basketball, and other male-dominated clubs as reserve teams. The influential presidents and vice presidents are already in the medical ward, currently being tortured by School Doctor Karen..."

Finally, several boys with bruised and swollen faces let out a mournful cry.

"Those lionesses are terrifying!"