No More Pain For This Villain.

Chapter 337  Heavy Rain

I had explained to him about the plan, the things we need to do going forward.

\'That was too well executed,\' Blaze jumped onto the window.

Yeah, we can say that.

Still, I\'m more surprised by Alver\'s reaction to these kinds of ideas. Be it the one about taking over Viceburg or the one I gave him today... he\'s never scared of them. Surprised, but not scared.

\'Makes you wonder who he actually is, right?\' Blaze added, echoing my thoughts.

I kind of have an idea of who he might be, to be honest. I have tried my best to narrow down things as far as I can, but there\'s no concrete answer to Alver\'s identity.

It\'s not an everyday occurrence to have a man in the kingdom pushing his guild business at a speed that even guilds like Black Wings find astounding.

He\'s got the money, the brains, and the connections. But how? From what I know, he\'s from a fallen nobility, one that still has money.

Then there\'s the platinum coin transaction. The ones he used while buying his first guild in Sephra, the Demacia Guild.

Those coins make it easy for me to suspect Grav because giving up those platinum coins so easily can only mean they no longer hold symbolic value for him.

A fallen noble from Grav. It\'s kind of funny since there are no nobles in Grav anymore. Hmm, then what about the connections? I know he\'s deep into illegal stuff like smuggling mana beasts and weapons, now in criminal syndicates like the Akh Helna Brothers.

Documents don\'t have his full name. Nobody knows more than they need to, and his unhealthy obsession with money and power is concerning.

"I hope he\'s not trying to run us over," I muttered as I continued to stare into the heavy rain.

\'Or?\' Blaze looked at me.

"He\'s not the only greedy one here." I\'m sure I know how to pluck a poisonous weed.

I trust Alver, but at the same time, I don\'t. He gives off some very mysterious vibes that I hate.

While I pondered how things were changing so quickly, I saw a silhouette walking around on the academy grounds. I leaned out of the window and felt the rain hit me.

Enhanced my vision and saw Vexa. She was walking around randomly in the rain, clutching her palms together until she eventually sat on a bench.

[THIRD PERSON VIEW.]

Vexa stared straight ahead, the rain pouring down didn\'t seem to bother her anymore, but she felt a dull throb in her head.

It wasn\'t because of the rain but because of something she had read a few minutes ago. Vexa had been relaxing in her room when an owl flew in, dropped a small parchment paper, and died immediately.

She stared at that piece of paper, the letters now blurry from the rain and ink spreading on her palms. For some reason, she compared the ink stains to blood.

Vexa sighed and closed her eyes, letting two warm drops stream down her face. Was she crying? She didn\'t know.

"How you doin\'?"

"!!!!" Vexa jumped off the bench immediately when she heard a voice right by her ear. How could someone sneak up that close without her noticing?

"Calm down, Miss. It\'s your teammate." Ren casually leaned on the backrest of the bench.

Vexa blinked dumbly before her face returned to its usual cold expression. Ren stood there, fully drenched from top to bottom, his hair sticking to his face as he struggled to push it out of his eyes. Behind him, a black cat stared at them from a few feet away under the building, sheltering itself from the rain.

"So, what are you doing here? In the rain?" Ren asked, staring into Vexa\'s eyes. He always wondered why her eyes were so... ocean-like. Nôv(el)B\\\\jnn

Vexa, on the other hand, didn\'t know what to say. She wasn\'t very good at making small talk, but it was clear to her that Ren wasn\'t just here for a chat. For some reason, she couldn\'t just shrug and avoid him because she knew... he wouldn\'t chase after her.

Vexa remained silent for a moment, her eyes flickering to the parchment in her hand before meeting Ren\'s gaze. The rain continued to pour around them, creating a rhythmic backdrop to their unexpected encounter.

"Just... thinking," she finally replied, her voice barely audible over the sound of the rain.

Ren raised an eyebrow, clearly not satisfied with the vague response. "Thinking about what?"

Vexa sighed, her grip tightening around the parchment. "It\'s nothing you need to worry about."

Ren moved to sit beside her on the bench, the wet wood creaking under his weight. "You know, sometimes it\'s easier to deal with things when you talk about them."

Vexa looked at him, her cold exterior cracking just a little. "Why do you care?"

"Because we\'re teammates," Ren said simply. "And I helped you too, remember that chit? Wilger Weed from Dark Elv Canyon."

For a moment, Vexa considered his words. She had always been so guarded, so used to keeping her feelings to herself. She crumbled the parchment paper behind her back, turning it into a frozen ball, then crushed it into a million pieces.

Vexa stepped forward and sat down on the bench, peeling her gaze off Ren.

"Adam and you broke up then?" Ren asked, jumping on the bench right after.

"We are not mates... I mean partners, lovers, whatever that is," Vexa nonchalantly clarified.

For her, it wasn\'t the first time someone thought there was something between her and her classmate Adam Stales.

"Is that so." Ren didn\'t seem that surprised unlike what others had as their reaction to her denial, it would be either surprise or a very cheesy way of thinking that Vexa was lying to them out of shame.