The Main Character is the Villain

“As the High Priest of the Archdeity Church, I cannot forgive the lord's act of deceiving the Archdeity Church's own sponsorship project and undermining the educational spirit of the academy. How can a human be so sexually promiscuous and filthy? His Majesty. I strongly propose the lord's punishment. Please, protect the innocence of the young girl attending the academy. His Majesty.”

“Hmm......”

The king of a nation was hesitating despite my polite proposal. Why? He wore an expression as if I had suggested raising an army to kill the elderly, or proposed a separatism to completely segregate elves, dwarves, and humans. Even after I had finished speaking, he couldn't easily say yes or no.

“His Majesty?”

“Hmm...... yes. But if the lord dies, what happens to that child named Matilda who is attending the academy? Would the nobles be willing to sponsor her so easily?”

“I will provide the sponsorship. With a High Priest's salary, I can certainly sponsor one student attending the academy.”

“As for the sponsorship...... let's look for another noble, not you, Peta Lusius.”

“.....Must you?”

Why go to such lengths? I said I'd sponsor her, so why is he so displeased that he'd bring in another noble to do it? The king seemed to read the question in my expression and waved his hand as he spoke.

“I am deeply moved that you would show such consideration for the relationship with the Archdeity Church, His Majesty. Thank you for your concern.”

The proposal was offered with much better intentions than I thought. It was a favor to me, too, ensuring my own money wouldn't be spent. It's a bit of a shame to miss out on grooming a genius grade-skipping girl, but the relationship between the Archdeity Church and the kingdom is also important. The relationship between the Archdeity Church and the kingdom had to remain good for me to keep earning a large salary.

“Hmm, yes. Good. But, Lusius?”

Just as I finished my greeting and was about to conclude the conversation, the king spoke to me once more. I nodded and looked at the king. The king cleared his throat once before asking me.

“You made this proposal out of concern for that child, I presume?”

The king's expression was utterly displeased. Was he treating me like a pedophile? I suppressed the opposition rising in my heart and replied with a bright smile.

“Is it not obvious, His Majesty?”

“Enough. In that case, I will give a separate order to the Royal Knight Order. Lusius, you are to send a letter to your territory and instruct them to cooperate.”

“Yes. I understand.”

The audience was over. As soon as I returned to my lodgings by carriage, I wrote a letter and sent it to my territory. I couldn't know which knight would be assigned to this case, but the fate of the Delmon Territory was now as good as sealed. I hoped that the next lord to be appointed would be a kind and sincere human, fitting for a neighbor to the High Priest of the Archdeity Church.

** **

“You look pleased, My Lord.”

“Of course. Today is the first day I'll be teaching a class at the academy, isn't it?”

The next morning. I couldn't hold back my laughter. It was the first time I would stand on a podium since coming to this world. I was nervous, but pleasure dominated my mind first. It was a shame it wasn't the girls' school academy, but if I couldn't lay a hand on them anyway, it was better to play around at the boys' school.

The carriage, stopped at the academy entrance, underwent the same security check as yesterday and entered inside the fence. A guard held the carriage's reins to ensure the coachman didn't stray from the path and guided it toward the boys' school. Beyond the boys' school's fence, the closed-off scenery of the girls' school was visible. The windows were all blocked by colorful stained glass, and the wall was so high it looked as if it had been built with the intent of creating a national border.

“The wall is high.”

“We had no choice but to build it high because the hot-blooded young masters from knight families tend to leap over any ordinary wall.”

It seemed that just because it was an academy, their sexual desire wasn't any different from other students. The closed-off nature of the girls' school and the free-spirited atmosphere of the boys' school were already in contrast. In the garden of the boys' school yard, there were young loafers napping despite it being class time. They glanced at the carriage I was in, then, as if losing interest, started talking amongst themselves again.

“Who are those children?”

“I do not know all the names of the children of nobility, so I cannot explain them all. The one lying over there is probably Lord James of the Count Lionel family.”

“James Lionel, you say. What kind of family is the Lionel Family?”

“The Lionel Family is famous for producing members of the Royal Knight Order. The Commander of the Royal Knight Order, Lord Albus Lionel, was called the kingdom's strongest swordsman along with the Northern Grand Duke, until the Hero appeared.”

It meant he was a scrub. Considering his name didn't even appear in the original game, he was definitely a low-level character. However, the sight of James Lionel sprawled on the ground was like a prince straight out of a romance story. A high-bridged nose and fiery red hair. And long limbs that looked like they belonged to a model.

He surely had a bed in the dormitory, but seeing him sleeping on the grass, he was a madman. It felt like he was acting out the role of a male lead in a romance fantasy all by himself, and it made me feel sick for no reason.

“Let's go quickly.”

“Ah, yes.”

I closed the window and decided not to care about whether he was a Lionel or a lion. Seeing him outside at this hour, it was unlikely I would ever have to meet him.

The first class was for the high school division. When the scholar explained it, he mentioned the middle school and high school divisions, so I naturally thought the middle school division would be first, but surprisingly it was the other way around. When I looked at the teacher who had come to guide me with a puzzled expression, he became flustered and asked back.

“Ah, did you not receive the communication before? The high school division class is scheduled first.”

“Ah, yes. It doesn't really matter.”

It really didn't matter since I planned on giving the same talk anyway. The class was in the afternoon, but I had to do some additional preparation, so I went to the staff room early. I took the time to review and edit the content of my lesson with the academy's teachers. This was a very important process, as any part that went against the academy's educational philosophy had to be corrected immediately.

Even I didn't want to hear rumors that I had given a shitty lecture at the academy, so this time I prepared a truly 'educational' manuscript. If the story I really wanted to write could be summarized as 'The Northern War – If Only the Demihumans Were a Little Prettier,' then the story I would tell at the academy could be summarized as 'Memoirs of the Northern War – The Horrors of War.'

“High Priest Lusius?”

Just five minutes after starting the editing, a teacher looking at my manuscript raised his hand and spoke. He looked at me with a very troubled expression, clutching the document tightly and hesitating. I asked with a smile.

“What is it? This is for the children's education, so please speak your mind without reservation.”

“There's a part that describes an infinite process of skinning a demihuman to arm the knights, then using heal to regenerate the skin. Shouldn't we tone down the description of this part a little?”

As expected of academy teachers, it seemed they still had the sensibility to find this part cruel. I shook my head and said.

“Isn't that the most important part? None of the northerners criticized me for being cruel. That's how much hatred they had built up for the demihumans. Doesn't it say so in the part that follows?

‘It was an incredibly barbaric and cruel treatment of the demihumans, but no one was surprised by it. It was as if the Northern Demihumans had devoured even the people's empathy. Thus, when conflict between species deepens, only extreme solutions emerge. The battle that annihilated the Northern Demihumans was not a great war of conquest, but a tragedy born from the failure to resolve conflict.’

The reason I specifically wrote that part is that I wanted people to look back on those who fought so desperately, killing and being killed in their engagement with the demihumans of the Northern Mountains. If you only see the good side of the world, you don't become a good person, you become a distorted one. There is a need to face reality.”

Since the demihumans were all dead anyway, I wrote this sentence thinking it would be helpful later when dealing with beastfolk or mermaid issues if I played up the emotions regarding interspecies strife. To effectively appeal to this theme, the skinning scene at the beginning was absolutely necessary.

“But, if it becomes known that this kind of content was taught, the opposition from the nobles will be considerable.”

“Is the content that cruel?”

“No. That's not what I mean. After the part about torturing the demihumans, you wrote claims like demihumans are also a species and living creatures we have conflicts with. In a situation like today where interspecies conflict is severe, this kind of logic could be misinterpreted as defending mermaids or beastfolk. They're all scumbags.”

I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. What the fuck is this bastard saying? Does he not know about me because he's been cooped up in the academy? The other teachers around were giving hints to the one who had just misspeoken, but it seemed he didn't notice. I asked again.

“Defending mermaids or beastfolk? Are they originally targets that should all be killed?”

“Ah, that's right. It's all our land and our sea, but those bastards are occupying it, aren't they? They should all be killed off, just like the demihumans.”

“Do you fucking know who my wife is?”

“What?”

“My wife is a mermaid hybrid, and you just said she should die, right?”

“Aaaaaaaagh!”

The teacher, flustered, threw the documents and prostrated himself on the floor. All the other teachers turned their gazes away, and the teacher who had countered me began to wail while on the floor.

“I'm sorry! I have a wife and children!”

“......Since you did it out of ignorance, I'll let it slide just this once. Understand?”

The teacher shouted repeatedly, shedding tears.

“Thank you! Thank you!”

“Fucking act right from now on. If you don't want to end up like that person.”

I pointed at the empty space. Everyone's gaze, except for mine, turned that way. While their gazes were averted, I slammed a forehead flick into the teacher's head with all my might.

Pang!

With a crisp hitting sound, the prostrated teacher rolled backward like a shot frog. The teacher, who hit the wall, twisted his body into a strange posture and collapsed. His exposed forehead was deeply indented in the shape of a finger. Bright red liquid began to trickle from the sprawled-out teacher's eyes, nose, and mouth. I dusted off my hands and said.

“So, what are your unfiltered opinions?”

“Mermaids and beastfolk are people too!”

“The madness of the North that annihilated the demihumans is so terrifying!”

“The High Priest is also a victim swept up in the madness!”

The teachers shouted all at once. Having committed murder, I became a little calmer and calmly collected my thoughts again. There was a high possibility that telling this story to the academy's students would only be counterproductive. It seemed interesting when I was writing the manuscript, but if I started the story with this topic, there were too many arguments that could be used against me.

“No, still, if I lecture on this content, the students might also oppose it, so let's revise it.”

The teachers' gazes changed strangely.

“Why?”

“Ah, it's nothing.”

I'm doing what they want, so why the fuck are they complaining.

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