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    After hearing that long narrative from the male student about the recent events, my overall impression could be described in a single phrase:

    “…Wow, he’s a lunatic.”

    Hearing me involuntarily talking out loud, the male student recoiled with a frightened yelp.

    His eyes reflected sheer terror, the glisten of moisture in them revealing his fragile mental state.

    It was as if he was looking at a mental patient.

    Regardless, I found myself lost in thought, stroking my chin.

    What on earth was he thinking?

    I don’t know about the ‘me’ from the future, but the current me had no means to challenge the Imperial Family and survive. And, not to mention, he even shortened the three-month deadline to just a month.

    I shuddered to think what might be happening in the Percus territory right now.

    Could it be that he lacked a sense of familial love?

    After all, he was someone who abused even his past self. A man without self-love couldn’t possibly harbour familial affection.

    However, another question lingered as I listened to the story.

    “You heard all that and still dared to mess with me?”

    “Th-The Imperial Family promised to have our backs! Moreover, at that time, the guards drew their swords, so it was seen as an act of self-defence. But if you attack a student one-sidedly like now… ack!”

    Not wanting to hear anymore, I smacked the side of his head with the blunt side of my hatchet.

    His pupils dilated and the male student collapsed limply. Seeing this, I clicked my tongue in disapproval.

    “You guys deserve even more beatings.”

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