The Narrow-Eyed Villain of the Demon Academy

Kyle seemed just as confused as I was.

Pria, who had been ready for battle, was now standing before Fron, a benevolent smile on her face.

“You’ve made quite a trustworthy friend. This is the one you like?”

“T-That’s… not possible…”

Fron couldn\'t bring herself to speak harshly in front of Pria.

It was pathetic, but knowing Pria\'s position, I simply observed.

Instead, I growled at Pria.

“I allowed your interruption because I assumed you had something to say. But I won’t hesitate to strike if you try anything.”

“Hehehe, go ahead. It seems you have enough power to kill me, and I have no desire to waste energy. Besides, I don’t enjoy fighting opponents stronger than myself.”

“...”

Now I was utterly lost.

What was happening?

*Stroke-*

*Stroke-*

Pria began stroking Fron’s hair.

It was as if she was performing some ritual.

I didn\'t let my guard down, focusing on her every move.

Fron stared back at Pria, her eyes filled with confusion.

Then she spoke,

“Mother, are you jealous?”

“...”

“I understand. It must be hard to even say ‘understand’ in front of me. But I truly do.”

“What are you talking about… yo?”

“Hehehe, exactly what it sounds like.”

*Snap-*

Pria snapped her fingers.

An illusion appeared, and I grimaced.

That’s…

“Daughter, will you listen to my story?”

“...”

Fron couldn\'t speak.

It was the illusion.

I couldn\'t tear my eyes away either.

Taking it as a silent agreement, Pria began to speak.

“Daughter, do you know what kind of woman I am?”

I was a woman who never made a single decision for herself.

Not when the previous Lord of Lust tried to sell me to another territory.

Not when I was subjected to countless men against my will.

Not even when I was imprisoned, just like you.

Truly, I never decided anything for myself.

To become the Lord of Lust, I had to survive in that prison, just like you.

Many other children, just like you, became Lords by surviving in that hellhole.

I was no different.

So,

“Are you trying to say I should forgive you because you were just like me?”

Fron’s voice trembled, resembling Rem’s.

“...You could interpret it that way. But that’s not what this mother is trying to say.”

*Stroke-*

Pria gently stroked Fron’s hair again.

Tears welled up in Fron’s eyes as she looked up at Pria.

She spoke,

“I’m scared. I wish you hadn\'t said anything. I might have felt guilty for killing you.”

“Hehehe, how selfish.”

“You made me this way! You made it so we couldn\'t survive without being selfish!”

“You’re not wrong. I did.”

“...I’m going to kill you now.”

Eyes filled with rage and resentment focused on Pria.

Pria smiled sadly.

I couldn’t decipher it.

It seemed like pity, yet also like she was reminiscing.

Pria continued her story.

“I may understand you, but you’ll never understand me. I thought it was natural to be incapable of making my own decisions. I had never done it before. ŕ

Just like my ancestors, I locked you all in that prison. I chose a girl named Fron as the victor, promising her the position of Lord of Lust if she killed everyone else.”

Pria paused, then continued.

“Then, while you were all trapped, the war broke out. You know which one I mean. The Great War. I had to protect my territory. And that’s when I met a man.”

The image of a man appeared.

It was Crete.

“The Bares Lord was… arrogant and selfish. The type to be drunk on his own greatness. We united to protect the Demon Realm, but I never held it against him.”

Pria explained,

“I felt inferior. Seeing him make his own decisions, something I could never do, made me feel pathetic.”

*Snap-*

Pria snapped her fingers again.

This time, the illusion showed the Sword Saint.

And I was speechless.

The Sword Saint.

He was the one who…

He had beheaded Crete\'s wife.

Pria approached Crete, who was drowning in grief.

She gently wrapped her arms around him.

“That was my first decision. Without anyone\'s orders or being bound by any customs, I embraced the man I desired. Of course, he rejected me at first, but eventually agreed to hold me for just one day, promising to forget everything after.”

And then,

“That’s how Fron was born.”

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