My Destiny To Be Loved By The Villains[part 2 ]

Chapter 138: Trouble (2)

༺ Trouble (2) ༻

'...So boring.'

Seras barely suppressed a yawn that threatened to escape her lips.

As a student infiltrating Elfante, she couldn't just skip all the classes, so she ended up having to pick a few lectures to attend. That was part of the reason why she was sitting in this classroom listening to the professor's useless explanations.

'Is this truly the best educational institution in the Empire?'

She had joined this advanced lecture, hoping that it would be at least interesting, but the professor in front of her was just droning on and on about the basics of Divine Power Mastery.

Of course, comparing his lecture to the Holy Land was too harsh, but she couldn't help but find that the level of the lecture was disappointingly low.

For someone like her, this level was a mere waste of time. But, she still had to stick around in this academy.

Because of a certain man.

"-Thus, Divine Power is subdivided into various grades, starting from Basic Graces to Miracles, with the highest grade being the Angel's Grace-"

"..."

'The Angel's Grace, huh?'

Seras thought expressionlessly, slightly bowing her head as she pondered the words coming from the professor's mouth.

It was something she had encountered not long ago.

"..."

A deep sigh escaped her.

Initially, she was planning to deal with him quickly before returning to the Pope, but things had turned complicated.

Starting from the mysterious 'throbbing' that she felt, to the sight of him interacting nonchalantly with the angels, the beings who were considered as Apostles of God by the Church.

"..."

And if that interaction was genuine, without any trickery or deceit...

Then, she absolutely could not harm that man.

Because, according to the doctrine, only those with true faith could make contact with angels.

But that would imply that the Pope, the person who had ordered her to bring harm to that man, possessed a flaw.

'...What in the world is going on?'

She felt a headache coming as she rubbed her temple.

He was always a thorn in the Pope's side. But, the more she observed him, the more bizarre he—

"...!"

Suddenly, she widened her eyes. She felt a strange sensation near her chest.

Something that had been happening far too often lately.

Every time she thought about him, this throbbing sensation would appear.

Especially when she tried to 'belittle' him in her mind.

What exactly did this mean, she didn't know.

Though, what she did know was there was something inside her that forcibly warned her to 'Not do that.'

To not belittle that man.

Because she'd definitely come to regret it if she did.

The feelings felt eerily similar to the sensation that stopped her when she tried to stab him before.