Why Should I Stop Being a Villain

"Ah, this boy is quite gutsy," a man with a long beard laughed upon seeing the speech in front of him.

"That is just stupid," a woman retorted.

"Professor Dahlia, you need to handle the matter of that girl carefully," a man with glasses spoke.

"I agree with Professor Gillson. Tell the student council president to control these two properly," another professor spoke.

"Thinking you can control a Greville? What a joke," the man with the long beard scoffed.

"Professor Neymon, I think you are forgetting that we, the faculty council, are still above the students," the woman replied to the man with the long beard.

"Hoh, well, I don't want any ruffle with the elite families, so count me out of it," Neyman shrugged his shoulders.

From what Neyman had seen, he could see that Asher was trying to divert the attention of the crowd of students towards him from Alyssa.

'This boy was not like this last time,' Neyman thought when he saw Asher's behavior.

"You guys can continue this useless meeting. I will head out," Neyman said as he stood up and left the room.

Seeing Neyman leave, some other professors present also left the room.

"I heard that Professor Neyman had taught Asher Greville for a week before," a professor spoke in the meeting.

"Then shouldn't he be the one that should mentor that boy?" another professor spoke.

"Well, we cannot force Professor Neyman anyway," Gillson spoke as he fixed his glasses.

"Let's wait until the assessment exam," Gillson proposed in front of the faculty council.

Outside the room, Professor Neyman was recalling his past interaction with Asher. He remembered how hard he had tried to make Asher learn Rune magic and other stuff but he could not make him do it.

"He certainly is not a type of person who agitates his enemy before striking him," he thought in his mind.

Neyman was a highly intelligent person, being the head of the Rune Department of the World Academy. He had met Asher when he was 9 years old after his parents wanted someone to try and teach him. Neyman remembered he would occasionally try to take Asher's outlook on some stuff, trying to figure out his thought process. He had done this because Asher was not a kid who showed emotions like others.

But Neyman himself was amazed by the insight of the young boy.

"Surely he is not protecting that girl," Neyman had thought but gave up on that quickly.

He was sure that Arthur and Sylvie would definitely stop him if he had shown his interest in Alyssa.

But all the events he had heard about Asher and his impulsive acts were not something that aligned with Asher's personality according to Neyman.

But again, Neyman had only taught Asher for a week before even he himself gave up on him. If a person did not want to accept knowledge, then even the best teacher in the world could not help that person. And that person was exactly what Asher was in his previous life. Only Asher could know the reason behind it.

Neyman let go of his thoughts because he had no way of knowing what was going on in Asher's head.

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Asher and Alyssa got out and saw a staff member who gave them a key to their dorm building that was specially made for the first-year student council.

The staff member showed them the way, and they both arrived at a ten-floor building that was separated into two halves with a unique design. This type of architecture was only possible due to highly advanced magic engineering. Normal buildings would easily fall if made like this, but it was not a normal world.

"This is the building that was made for the top rankers among the first-year students," the staff member explained. "Right now, it's empty, but the top ten students will stay here after the assessment test." He gestured with his hands as a black door with blue designs opened. "That block is for boys, and this one is for girls," he explained.

"But what if there is an unequal number of boys and girls?" Alyssa questioned, wondering why the blocks were made of five floors each.

"That's where the fun part is. Actually, the building of the top rankers can move around the floors depending on the gender of the person that lives on that floor," the staff explained as he looked at Asher, ignoring Alyssa.

Asher was quiet because he knew about it. He was a ranker in his second year of the World Academy in his previous life.

"So if the Rank 1 is a girl, that floor will change from the right block to the left. This will make sure the girls get their privacy as well. Right now, both of you will live on Floor 5 of your respective blocks. As the floor goes up, the facilities in them also increase, but all the floors are better than what other students will live in." He did not need to speak about this because just looking around, you could see that this sort of architecture was a luxury that only a select few could get.

"But after the assessment test, depending on your rank in the top 10, you can go higher or lower from floor 5," he said as the lift arrived.

They were currently present in the lobby room, which was a common area for the top 10 rankers to interact with each other.

"Your ID bracelets and other stuff are already present in your rooms, so you can now go and rest," he said as he left the building.

Asher looked to his right as both the lifts arrived at the same time. He did not speak to Alyssa as both of them quietly went and got into their lifts.

Asher saw the lift stop at floor 5 after doing a retina scan and confirming his identity.

Asher saw a huge room that screamed luxury, but him being the heir of one of the richest families, this was not a big deal for him. The huge living room and some black doors with golden design could be seen all around the room. There was a kitchen but most of the food willl be served by the chefs so Asher did not care much about it.

He saw the Mana Training room and went past it. Right now he was at the E+ Rank and would soon breakthrough to D- Rank. His speed was even faster than Ivar Greville but it was all due to the extra stats he had consumed during the hunt he did in the dungeons.

He had also experienced it in his previous life, so he knew where everything was.

He entered the living room and saw a bracelet with a box beside it. He picked up the bracelet and wore it. This was the identification card that would be used for daily life inside the World Academy.

He touched a blinking red spot on the bracelet, and a hologram appeared in front of him. This was an all-purpose device used inside the World Academy for everything, including trading grade points to seeing your progress and rank. Even the schedule of your class could be accessed from this device.

Asher touched his name on the hologram, and it revealed the content inside it.

Student - Asher Von Raven Greville

Class 1

First Year Representative

Current Hunter Rank - E+ (Not confirmed)

GP : 1000

"Class 1?" Asher asked as he looked at the class he was assigned to.

In his previous life, he had been in Class 3 with Kevin, Elena, and Eva.

Alyssa had been placed in Class 1 as a result of Asher's efforts to change events. It was a welcome change for him.

"Trying to save your little successor," Asher thought, knowing that it was Farnus Calmort, the principal of World Academy, who had made the decision.

Only Farnus had the authority to interfere in such matters. Even the faculty council could only make suggestions; Farnus made all the decisions.

But there were bigger targets than Kevin that Asher needed to eliminate. Everything he had done so far was to ensure that Alyssa would choose him as the medium for her revenge. He knew from his previous life that stopping Alyssa was impossible. She would rather die than give up on her revenge.

"I wonder how those bastards will react," Asher muttered, thinking of the Student council.

They were the only problem that he needed to deal with carefully. No first-year students were considered a threat, but it was different for senior-year students. They were more powerful and experienced than the younger students Asher had fought so far.

But it wasn't too difficult for him.

His plan had already begun.

Asher slumped on the couch and looked at the box in front of him.

He smiled and said, "Let the show begin," as he closed his eyes.