CH 109

Name：The Case When I Created A Secret Society of Darkness Because I Reincarnated As A Villain, But For Some Reason, It Became My Harem Author：Crosis
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This time, I carefully paid attention to Bridgette’s movement. Her footwork, weight shift, body movements, and the tip of her wooden sword.

I watched Bridgette’s every move with even more concentration than usual to make sure I would never make the same mistake again.

Despite this, the tip of her wooden sword was at the base of my neck.

To say the truth, I had no idea what had happened or how it happened.

I was so angry at myself for not understanding.

All I could do was leap away from Bridgette, and because I knew that, I was mad again.

“I don’t believe this is true, but perhaps, Miss Karendoll, you can’t see my attack?”

“…!”

“I never thought it was true. I can’t believe you can’t even see, let alone react to an attack of this magnitude. I thought you were capable of doing so since you challenged Master, but I didn’t expect you to be this weak.”

“I have never understood how you, with all your power, can be a slave to scum like Kaisar. If there is someone as good as you, Bridgette, with such great swordsmanship, I won’t be surprised anymore if there are others who are more deserving… So, to begin with, Bridgette was skimping on the school’s ability test.”

Regrettably, what I thought was the best in the school until now was a position I obtained because Bridgette was taking it easy, and yet I insisted to my family that I was the strongest person in the school, without knowing that until now.

I wish I had never known this fact. 

It was twice…

However, these two attacks made me understand, whether I wanted to or not, that the gap in power between Bridgette and me had widened.

I was forced to understand.

I knew that I could not win against Bridgette.

“Yes, I did. I finished the test with a rank lower than last year because the Master didn’t want to stand out. I became the Master’s slave in the first place because he is much stronger than I am and because he is always trying to save the weak by sacrificing himself. Then again, isn’t it natural to want to be there for him and heal his wounded heart, even if I can’t help him in combat? And… this marks the third defeat.”

After she finished speaking, she appeared in front of me the next second, and then, as a matter of course, I could not react because the tip of Bridgette’s wooden sword was at my neck.