Villain of my own novel

The young masters and the young ladies of the noble households were all at higher levels. Because, for the honour of their households, they were asked to get stronger than the "others" from other noble households, under this fierce, unhealthy competition amongst the noble households, the ignorant and arrogant children of such houses were forced to get stronger, no, "level up," as the master of the household had their military forces bring in the higher-ranked monsters that were beaten to the verge of death, with the thoughts of abusing the system's levelling up function to the fullest.

Then, when the monsters were killed by the young masters or the young ladies with a single stab or a slash, they,

Levelled up!

With such methods, the nobles got stronger as time passed, while the commoners with actual talent and courage were forced to stay in their houses by their commoner parents, who were scared of losing their kids.

Well, it was the same with the few noble households in the beginning, as they spoke about the warrior's pride and honour, not letting their kids take the same path as the kids from the other noble households, since in a world where the strong ruled, the weak had no option but to submit to the stronger power, which also applied to the kids from the noble households that refused to level up.

Under constant peer pressure and constant, abusive bullying by the strong, they couldn't do anything except submit to the strong, even though their own households held the higher power in the political fields of the empire and the kingdoms.

A few bigger noble households soon implemented the tasks and trials for the succession of the household, but when they faced major losses in resources and heirs in their families, they too couldn't help but have their heirs' level up using "different" means, just like the other noble households.

It wasn't that there weren't any consequences for levelling up like that, but since the academy existed, they weren't in the least bothered by such insignificant things. The consequences for levelling up in those measures were that none of those who levelled up had any control over their strengths and magic power, which oozed out constantly, and since they weren't trained properly, things only got worse continuously. Such consequences always did more harm than good, for which the nobles soon got adapted to the academy, which soon after became a prestige in itself and a matter of honour all around the empire and the kingdoms.

While none of the academic staff, who got stronger through hard work and by pouring blood, sweat, and tears into training themselves for years, liked that fact about the nobles, they absolutely despised the nobles for making their kids go through such experiences. Just think about it for a moment. How would a child feel about killing a terrifying-looking monster, and what would they feel after killing it? Even if they were forced to do such things, it wasn't like they didn't feel anything!

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After kissing for a few minutes, Isha noticed that they weren't moving and slapped Eshwar on his shoulder, before scolding him and getting off to drive. Well, she tried, and it wasn't like Eshwar was going to let her go so easily, but due to her pouting, he used [Link] on the bike and rode it while he continued to kiss her.

It was already late when they arrived at the academy. Only then did Isha remember that she had taken a leave, so it wasn't necessarily necessary for her to be there so hurriedly, but since they were already there, she thought that it was a chance to get Eshwar admitted to the academy, so she spoke with the polite receptionist from yesterday.

*

In a room filled with sections for each professor of the academy, two figures were seen chatting, standing in front of each other while leaning back against the nearby sections.

"That's exactly what I'm saying! They are worse than the young masters of the noble households! How did they survive in their world with such poor strengths?" A man with dark brown hair and hazel eyes grumbled in a huff.

"They did say that their world's monsters were a lot weaker, and that their world didn't have many variants of different monsters and beasts in the first place." Another man with purplish black hair and purple eyes said with a slight sigh, understanding his friend's frustration.please visit

"I was hoping to have at least one talent that can be polished into an unbreakable gem that shines brighter than the rest, like that guy.... What was his name again?" The dark-brown-haired man asked.

"Charlie. Charlie Rowse was his name." Neal, the purplish black-haired man said.

"Yeah, Charli-" Reynolds, the dark-brown-haired man, mumbled, but his mumbles were cut short by his smartphone's subtle chime.

"Hello, Lady Grace! Why did you call me? Did Lady Grace miss me? Oh m-" Reynolds began to flirt with the receptionist as soon as he took the call, but he was cut off before he continued his rambling.

"Haaa...." Neal couldn't help but sigh at his friend's yet another futile attempt to woo the lady cheetah.

[Enough. There is a new admission; since the tests have been closed for a week already, I didn't have a choice, so I contacted you, so get your a*s down here and take him to the sparring ground.] Grace, the "polite" receptionist, commanded Reynolds extremely "politely."

"Aye, aye-" Reynolds smiled at her usual behaviour, and just as he was about to agree, he heard something he never thought he would hear.

[The new cadet is quite handsome; if you don't get here fast, I think you'll lose your chance to woo me.] Grace said and hung up.

BEEP-BEEP

"....." Reynolds, who was a handsome man himself, found himself fuming at Lady Grace's words, since not once had she said something like that about anybody till date and had now complimented a man for his handsomeness, knowing full well that Reynolds wouldn't be able to handle it.

"Hohoho, you're done for now, buddy. I don't know who you are, but you messed up." Reynolds mumbled with a constant train of scoffs.

"For what? For being born handsome?" Neal mumbled under his breath, but Reynolds, who heard it, glared at his friend and stomped out of the room.

"Hahaha!!" Chuckling to himself, Neal followed after his friend.