Taming The Villainesses

(EP-46.1) Method #3

046 – Correct Way #3

Most villains could be considered meticulous workers.

They had to make strenuous efforts behind the scenes to achieve their evil goals.

Such villains would not tolerate stagnation and always try to develop themselves steadily.

Naturally, I, Theo Gospel, was the same.

I had always been overshadowed by my betters, like Queen Aira and Elga. But, the time had finally come to show what kind of villain I was!

“Now, No. 66, Mr. Theo Gospel. Please come this way and stand on the hatched line.”

Hearing that, I got out of the queue and stood in front of the starting point sprinkled with white lime.

This was the gymnasium. A place to measure one’s strength or to compete against others.

Now, I was faced with another opportunity to test my limits!

━Look, is that ‘the’ Theo Gospel?

━’That’ Demon Monk? I heard he was eight feet tall and had six arms.

━This guy is around the same age as us… Isn’t he someone else?

━Hmm, why would he come to Ark?

I could hear murmurs of interest from behind.

Though, the rumors about me were quite bizarre…

“You need to cross that line over there, 100 meters from here. Alright, get ready-.”

Dang-.

“Heup!”

As soon as the ball was raised, I sprung my legs with all my might and ran. My goal was the finish line in front. The sensation of my body moving through the air was vivid!

━Look at that-.

━Wow-.

At the same time, there were several voices of interest.

… The reason was probably because after taking off, I slowed down immediately amidst ragged breaths.

“Heu, heueut, hieek…!”

I only ran for 100 meters but it felt like there was a hole in my chest. This was my current strength…

“… Alright, Mr. Theo Gospel. 100 meters in 21 seconds. It is the lowest score among the records I measured today.”

21 seconds?

━That’s his limit…?

━What did I just see…?

People started muttering. They must have already lost the will to laugh at my record. It was that unimpressive…

But, I was feeling quite happy.

I had improved a lot!

When I first woke up in this body, there were times when I would run out of breath just by walking.

Just going uphill or walking up the stairs would make me gasp for air. It felt like I was moving a rusted body that had not been used for a long time.

“Mr. Theo, it’s time for pull-ups.”

“Huiek…!”

“… You only did one.”

I didn’t even get one before. So I’d clearly made some progress!

“Huuu-.”

With just a few simple physical tests, my body was already exhausted.

While I was leaning over the mat and gasping for air, the white robed Proctor looked at me and clicked his tongue.

“That is all, Mr. Theo. From your results you’re not qualified to even enter the lower dormitory, therefore your admission to Ark itself is rejected.”

“…….”

… Was this for real?

I strived to change the course of the story and made Aira go to the Academy, and it would just end up with me not being able to enter myself?

Did this mean that I must go back to Angmar alone?

If I returned to Angmar without Aira or Elga, what would I even do there?

━Theo, why did you leave our Queen Aira, huh?

Who could tell if I would be preyed upon by those waiting for such an opportunity to deal with me.

I urgently asked the Proctor, “Can I really not enter the academy?”

“Mr. Theo, you said you’re a Half-Nymph, yes? It’s the first time I’ve seen a Half-Nymph. But I do know that Nymphs generally have low overall physical strength.”

“Ah….”

I guessed the reason why I was so weak was due to me being part Nymph, a little fairy…

With this thought, my eyes got dizzy.

Was being a Half-Nymph all disadvantageous?

Suddenly, I felt resentful at the figure of my father, whom I had never seen before. Why the heII did you make me a Half-Nymph?

Why would you even think of making a baby with a Nymph? Nymphs could only look, at best, like middle school girls.

‘Wait, don’t tell me….’

「You have calmly judged the situation!

You have gained experience points through the talent 《Calm Thinking》.

All job experience +5」

Oh my god!

I couldn’t help but feel that, sometimes, some things were better left unknown.

As I was about to question my existence, the Proctor said.

“Mr. Theo is a Half-Nymph, so maybe you can show your talent in magic or mysticism. Let’s move to a more specialized testing location.”

* * *

It was said that Nymphs possessed basic knowledge about magic, since they were like fairies or spirits of nature.

Just like how the long-eared Elves had a natural talent for archery and swordsmanship, Nymphs were said to have an innate talent for druidic and simple magic.

So, I guessed this was why I had this job called ‘Mage’. It was only level 1, though…

Anyway, what could I even do as a Level 1 Mage?

“Move this coin to the opposite cup. It’s a simple telekinetic experiment. Those with a talent for magic can do it easily.”

“Ughhhh-.”

As instructed, I tried transferring the coin.

Alas, no matter how hard I tried, to the point that veins started popping on my forehead, neither the coin nor cups moved. How the heII could you use this daɱn magic?

“Hmm, strange. It’s the first time I’ve ever seen a Nymph without magic capabilities. Maybe a Half-Nymph is different….”

It seemed that, in many ways, even the Proctor was confused.

I failed all the tests…

I didn’t even have the basic knowledge of magic…

What even was I?

Was this truly House Angmar’s last hope?

“Then I really can’t attend the academy!? I came here to be an aide, to help people! What will happen now!?”

I looked at the Proctor while trembling with anxiety. At times like this, a Nymph’s unique sparkling eyes were my last hope.

The Proctor looked as sweet and kind as a kindergarten teacher, so I was certain that my Nymph Eyes would move him!

“What will happen!?”

“Ugh….”

Seeing my pitiful expression, the Proctor uttered a small groan of pain. He looked around before quietly telling me.

“Then, would you like to try sparring?”

• Edited by: faker and gargnaveen