Transmigrated into a villain, I personally tore apart the shackles of fate.

Chapter 167 Stop

The past few days have been peaceful for Maya Ivergreen. With the college on break, she's enjoying a leisurely time.

She went home and visited her family. Because she came from an "ordinary" farming family, she had always felt that she had difficulty adapting to city life.

Rather than participating in aristocratic activities in the city, she preferred to immerse herself in nature and ancient things.

This is why she became the president of the History and Art Club. She is very interested in historical matters, and art is also a topic she enjoys discussing.

However, because of her fondness for it, she couldn't help feeling a little tired after returning to the academy. She was once again surrounded by reinforced concrete buildings, where she could find no trace of nature.

"Why do they like this kind of architecture? I'm really curious."

Back at the academy, life continued as usual. Although the curriculum had changed somewhat, she didn't mind. She was naturally a good learner, and she was confident she could adapt easily to any changes.

This is not only a source of pride for her as the top student in her second year, but also for her as a mage. Without this confidence, she wouldn't have been able to maintain this position.

"How's the junior doing lately?"

She made a bold decision based on her intuition: she invested in her junior. Now she's filled with curiosity about how he's changed.

"I hope he does well on his midterms."

She clearly remembered that last year's midterm exam was not difficult.

"If it were him, I believe he would do a great job."

She knew her junior's talent and ability and was confident that he could improve his ranking by at least 500 places.

"That's about right."

She muttered to herself as she put down the water bottle. Although her mind wasn't fully focused on controlling her magic, she still displayed astonishing control.

Gollum~

"Ah, I'm hungry."

Maya always lost track of time whenever she trained her magical control in the Elemental Chamber.

"It's time to go eat."

With these thoughts in mind, she slowly walked out of the element room and headed towards the cafeteria.

For Maya, this was her daily routine. After training in the Elemental Chamber, she would enjoy a hearty lunch in the cafeteria. She would relax there while observing the academy's activities and the performance of other students.

"Ok?"

When she entered the cafeteria, the scene before her surprised her. Her keen senses quickly picked up on the tense atmosphere that permeated the cafeteria. As someone exceptionally sensitive to magic, she immediately focused her attention on a group of students.

In the noisy cafeteria, she saw a student stealthily reaching for a hidden needle. This seemingly casual movement was actually malicious. With her exceptional eyesight and innate talent, Maya immediately sensed the threat.

'Is he... trying to stab someone?'

Maya assessed the situation. Years of training and her sensitivity to magical fluctuations allowed her to immediately detect the anomaly. She noticed the bully's tense movements and the subtle details of his impending attack.

Although she had assessed the situation, she was too far away to intervene in time.

'not good! '

However, to her surprise, the student who was being attacked slightly turned to the side, skillfully dodging the sneak attack.

At that very moment, Maya's gaze was fixed on the student who had escaped.

'Junior?'

This person was the junior she had just been thinking about.

Maya made up her mind immediately. Without delay, she quickly made her way through the crowded cafeteria with firm and fast steps.

As she walked through the crowd, a familiar voice suddenly called out: "Hey, Maya, over here!"

The voice sounded friendly, probably from one of her classmates, but she ignored it and continued walking straight ahead.

"..." That's why she didn't notice the gloom on his face. Maya only had one thought in her mind: to intervene in this dispute as soon as possible.

This was the first time in a long time that she had felt angry.

'We're classmates, why would you do something like this?'

Sneaking a attack on an innocent person from behind? What kind of student would do such a thing? Even if he wasn't a junior, Maya would never tolerate such behavior.

What angered her even more was that the students who had tried to stab their junior began to shift the blame onto him.

"enough!"

Maya's majestic voice echoed through the noisy cafeteria, like a sharp blade, instantly severing the tense atmosphere.

Her usually gentle blue eyes were now coldly fixed on the three students.

"What gives you the right to order me around? Didn't you see he almost made me fall?"

The student standing in front of her was disdainful, rude, and showed no respect.

The other onlookers nervously swallowed.

"People like him should be punished accordingly."

The student's words made Maya's eyes narrow slightly.

“I just saw everything that happened here,” she replied coldly, her voice firm and resolute.

"Then why did you stop me? Shouldn't he be punished?"

Maya stood firm, showing no fear. "Everyone is responsible for creating chaos in the cafeteria, especially when that chaos involves harming others."

After saying this, Maya skillfully controlled the small vines around her, nimbly reaching for the poisoned needle hidden under the student's clothes.

Her movements were swift and precise; she gently pinched the needle between her fingertips, exposing it to the air.

Maya's cold gaze fell on the student who had tried to injure his junior with a poisoned needle. "Why did you hide something like that under your clothes?" she demanded, her tone firm and uncompromising. "The academy explicitly forbids carrying concealed weapons, especially poisoned ones. Can you explain that?"

The student was stunned by the revelation of the truth and Maya's outburst of anger, his face growing paler and paler. Maya's anger enveloped him like an invisible force, suffocating him and making him feel extremely uneasy.

"I...it's not what you think!" the student stammered, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. He desperately wanted to find a reasonable explanation, but the situation before him made him panic.

Not only was Maya's aura intimidating, but the other students around her also changed their opinions under her influence.

This task should have been very simple.

The student was filled with despair. The original mission was simply to embarrass Morse, nothing more. Morse was an orphan, with no connections, and ranked last in his class. He had never considered refusing. As long as he completed the mission, he would receive a reward, which he could then use to buy the resources he desired.

His family was already struggling after paying tuition, and his father was running around trying to help.

He needed to prove himself, but the reality was incredibly difficult. Faced with so many talented and capable people, he realized he was almost utterly worthless. This left him with only one path.

Seeking resources by any means necessary, even if it might harm others. And now, things have spiraled out of control.

He looked at the men who had given him orders, only to find that they had already turned away.

'Um? '

It was as if they didn't care what was happening at all.

'I've been abandoned.'

He felt like an abandoned dog, realizing that he had been abandoned.

"I was just following orders..."

He wanted to defend himself, saying that someone had instructed him to do so, but before he could finish speaking, something unexpected interrupted him.

Bang! Crack!

A heavy thud echoed through the cafeteria as the student was slammed onto a table, drawing gasps from the onlookers.

"Sorry... I just couldn't help it." The attacker looked down at the student being pinned down with a threatening expression, his hand gripping the student's collar tightly. "You talk too much, I don't have the patience to listen."

Maya's expression turned serious. The attacker was her classmate, someone she knew well.

“Trevor, what are you doing? This isn’t how we solve problems at the academy,” Maya responded calmly, clearly disapproving of his approach.

Trevor smiled slightly and replied in a relaxed tone, “Maya, I was just making sure justice was served. This person was causing chaos here, and I was just taking the necessary measures to maintain order. You know how important the academy's reputation is, and as a senior, it's my duty to help our juniors get on the right path, isn't it?”

Maya sighed, narrowed her eyes, and expressed skepticism about Trevor's explanation. Just as she was about to respond, Trevor walked over to Morse and fixed his gaze on him.

"Are you a freshman this year?" he asked, slowly extending his hand.

"I am Trevor Phillips, a second-year Hunter. It's nice to meet you."

Morse extended his hand and shook Trevor's. On the surface, the handshake appeared polite, but a tense atmosphere hung between them; their eyes communicated silently. "Morse Scott, first-year Hunter. It's a pleasure to meet you," Morse replied, his face expressionless.

Trevor shook hands with him for a little longer than usual, and said with a seemingly friendly smile, "Remember, junior, everyone in the academy has their place. It's best not to get close to people you shouldn't, especially when you've just arrived."

Morse nodded, his expression unchanged. "I'll remember that, senior."

"However, I'm particularly good at chasing away drooling dogs, so you don't need to worry about it."