Villain: After I died, all the heroines cried themselves to sleep.

Time marches toward the end of destiny.

Roger's sudden self-destruction brought about a dramatic change in his campus life.

Princess Lingsa became extremely depressed.

Julie and Maya stayed by Princess Lingsa's side, while treating Roger coldly.

Sword Maiden returned to her initial state upon entering the academy, focusing solely on improving her swordsmanship and talent. Occasionally, she would glance at Rogue and Princess Lingsa, only to quickly look away again.

Everyone could sense the change in the atmosphere within the small group and instinctively kept their distance from Rogge.

They couldn't understand why Roger would do that out of the blue.

The Third Prince, who was the class monitor, had a special talk with Rogge about this.

It has virtually no effect.

Roger knew he had brought it all on himself and accepted the situation with complete equanimity.

One could even say they'd be happy to see it happen.

After all, when his identity as a member of the Sinners is revealed, those close to him may become targets of the Inquisition.

Therefore, this kind of decisive break actually allows them to distance themselves from themselves.

In addition, there's Haina as the chief judge.

That should be much safer.

The only problem was that his conscience would ache whenever he met Princess Lingsa's pitiful and sorrowful gaze.

Julie is right.

He is indeed a complete bastard.

Many times, he couldn't help but want to reconcile with Princess Lingsa, but in the end, he hardened his heart and pretended not to see her.

At most, he would sneakily place a few of Princess Lingsha's favorite candies on her seat when no one was looking, as a small comfort to her heart.

Who made me choose such a dangerous and rugged path?

He could only curse the system in his heart for being a rip-off. It was supposed to be a light and enjoyable campus life story, but it had to take this unexpected turn.

……

"Julie and Lingsa aren't planning to come to the activity room anymore, and I probably won't come after today either."

On this day, in the club activity room after class, Maya came to finish up and say goodbye to Roger.

She glanced at Roger and handed him a notebook.

"This is the result of our investigation into the Demon Sword over the past few days. Julie originally said she wouldn't give it to you, you ungrateful wretch, but Lingsa persuaded her, so now it's yours."

"Combining the alien prophecies recorded in the forbidden book with the appearance of the remnants of the sinful race at the school's anniversary celebration, it can be concluded that the alien race firmly believes that the demonic sword exists somewhere in our academy."

"But according to our investigation, the prediction is very likely to be wrong."

"Because in the historical records of the alien races, the abilities of the magic sword are all kinds of strange and there is no unified explanation. This proves from another perspective that many of their prophecies and records are not entirely credible."

"We searched through all the forbidden books and official histories, and there is no record of any human being seizing the Demon Sword after the destruction of the Sin Clan. Moreover, if they had really obtained the Demon Sword, it would only have been sealed by the Church of Truth or collected by the royal family."

"Therefore, the Demon Sword could not possibly exist within the Royal Academy; the remnants of the Sin Clan have been deceived."

"You've been scammed?"

Roger raised an eyebrow and took the notebook from Maya's hand.

The system notification sounded at the appropriate time.

The chances of finding the Demon Sword of Sin have increased.

This means that Maya and the others' investigation was most likely correct; the Demon Sword of Sin was never obtained by humans, nor was it within the Royal Academy.

Although the whereabouts of the Sin Prison Demon Sword were still unknown, simply ruling out the possibility that it was within the human race was enough for Rogge to thank Maya and the others.

But when he looked up, Maya had already left sometime earlier.

"Looks like they don't want to stay a moment longer..."

Roger scratched his head.

He took one last look at the activity room, then walked out and locked the door completely.

Roger wandered aimlessly, flipping through the notes Maya had compiled.

When I came to my senses, I realized that I had unknowingly followed some of my old habits and arrived at the training hall.

Roger thought for a moment and then walked into the training hall.

As expected, the Fiora was inside, wielding her sword all by herself.

Rogge knew very well that since the school anniversary celebration, Fiora's dedication to improving her strength had reached a new level, and her growth had been very rapid.

In less than a year, he reached the level of a level seven superhuman.

The reason is not hard to guess.

Although Fiora lost the ruthless and selfless perfect mindset that was destined for her, she gained a strong personal will to fight for protection.

Just as Rogge was observing Fiora, Fiora also noticed Rogge.

Instead of ignoring Roger, she threw a practice sword at him.

Rogge caught the longsword casually.

"duel."

"That's what Fiora said."

"……good."

Rogge glanced at the Sword Princess but did not refuse.

Clang.

The sound of swords ringing out continuously.

The two remained silent, exchanging blows with their swords, letting their swordsmanship speak for itself.

They fought for over a thousand rounds before finally giving up.

"Why can't we win?"

"The Sword Maiden asked."

"You spoke first, so you gave up first, and I won."

"Rogge replied."

He can win; it's that simple.

"..."

Knowing she couldn't win an argument with Rogue, Fiora didn't try to persuade him and instead sat down to rest.

Rogge followed and sat down next to Fiora.

The two of them stood there in a daze, neither of them saying a word.

It was unclear how much time had passed before the Fiora finally broke the silence.

"I received an invitation from the Truth Cult and the royal family."

"..."

"They want to formally bestow titles upon me to complete my mission of punishing the sinful race."

"..."

"I agree."

"..."

"You didn't ask me why."

Fiora turned her head and stared straight at Rogue.

Upon hearing this, Rogge looked at the Sword Maiden, puzzled.

Should I ask?

"Um."

Why?

"Because I hate the current atmosphere."

A hint of sadness flickered across Fiora's usually calm face.

"Rogge, you clearly have something on your mind, but you won't tell us. You'd rather argue with everyone and upset them."

"You taught me that I must draw my sword and protect the world I love."

"If it was that sinful clan that made you like this, then I will kill her."

"I hate you now, Roger."

The Fiora stared at Rogue, said her last sentence seriously, and then got up and left.

……

Dusk is approaching.

After leaving the academy, Rogge returned to the Temple of Sin.

Shulan, Ira, and the others were surprised by Rogge's sudden return.

Rogge didn't say anything, just greeted everyone, and then followed another passage of the Sin Temple to the desolate mountains outside the city.

He sat atop a desolate cliff, gazing out over the entire imperial city.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast a golden glow upon the city where he had lived for many years.

However, when a jet-black fire ignited in Rogge's eyes.

Such a beautiful sunset scene was instantly shrouded in blood.

A bloody heart, replacing the sun, hangs in the sky, beating violently, causing the celestial membranes and blood vessels to twitch in response.

The largest blood vessel in the heart descends into the city and connects with the magnificent buildings in the center of the imperial city.

That is the headquarters of the Truth Cult.

It was also the place where, in his predetermined fate, Rogge would ultimately die.

The system's final task had already been assigned, but Rogge had delayed carrying it out in order to find the Demon Sword of Sin.

[Immersed in your daily campus life, you must eventually face reality. Even if you haven't found the Demon Sword of Sin, your time is running out.]

[Objective: To expose one's sinful identity before graduation and die for it.]

[Reward: Successful performance, return to the world of high martial arts.]

[Punishment: Failed performance, returned to the world of high-level martial arts.]

[Brother, for my sake, use the Flame Fist on him. —Dead Sister's Fantasy]

The mission's objective is very simple; it doesn't even require the Sinful Demon Sword or any revenge against the world.

If Rogge reveals his identity as a descendant of the Sinners and is sent to his death, then the objective will be achieved.

However, Roger didn't want it to end so quickly.

He's become too immersed in the role.

So, under the pretext of searching for the Demon Sword of Sin and dealing with matters after his death, he has dragged it out until now.

This is just to extend everyone's daily campus life for a little longer.

Even just one more day.

"Your Highness."

Suddenly, Shulan's voice rang out.

She appeared out of nowhere, slowly walked to Roger's side, and sat down close to him.

"I know Your Highness enjoyed your time at the Royal Academy and doesn't want to disrupt the current peace and tranquility."

Shulan said softly.

She seemed to sense Roger's inner struggle.

"Actually, Your Highness could give up."

"Shulan..."

Roger looked at Shulan in surprise.

I never expected that Shulan would say something that would make him give up.

You should know that, within her predetermined destiny, she firmly supported herself becoming the King of Sin.

"I thought you would encourage me and let me continue to be the King of Sin."

"I will support whatever Your Highness wishes."

Shulan gave Rogge a gentle smile, then reached out and hugged Rogge's head, pulling him into a warm embrace.

"What I care about has never been the desires of the foreign races, nor the sinful king; the only one I care about is Your Highness."

"If Your Highness's wish is to become the King of Sin, then I will assist and support Your Highness to the end; if Your Highness's wish is to let go of hatred, then I will also stay by Your Highness's side."

"Nothing else matters as long as I can be with Your Highness."

"After all, I am His Highness's older sister..."

Shulan's voice was gentle and soft, echoing in Rogge's ears.

"My older sister...?"

Roger recalled childhood memories: no matter what he did, Shulan was always there for him, watching over him silently, supporting and taking care of him.

Yeah, they're keeping a close eye on us.

"Damn it! That stinky fox has run away again!"

Suddenly, Ji Xia rushed over in a fit of rage, shattering Shu Lan and Luo Ge's private moment.

She quickly sat on the other side of Roger, pulling him close to her.

"Speaking of older sisters, I'm also Master's older sister!"

Ji Xia hugged Rogge tightly, baring her teeth at Shu Lan as if protecting her own offspring.

"I must protect my master from the clutches of you, you treacherous and cunning fox."

"Braised Lizard, everything has its order of arrival. You're just a pet who came later, so please don't interfere with me."

"I don't care about any of that!"

"..."

Roger felt somewhat helpless as the two of them pulled and tugged at him.

In my childhood memories, after the lively and active Ji Xia arrived, similar things often happened.

"If you are His Highness's elder sisters, then I am His Highness's mother!"

At that moment, Crimson Phoenix sneaked in, jumping out from behind and grabbing Rogge's neck.

She even pretended to gently stroke Roger's head while humming a song.

The voice is childish and sweet.

She completely forgot that she was in the form of a young girl.

"Lord Crimson Phoenix, please go back to your room and sleep. This is none of your business."

"Lord Crimson Phoenix, this is a war between me and that stinky fox's sister, it has nothing to do with you!"

"I am of Your Highness's mother's generation. If you don't flatter me, I won't acknowledge you children as yourselves."

This has escalated from the Chu-Han Contention to a chaotic Three Kingdoms period.

Not far behind, Ira peeked out and watched the crowd scrambling and playing around with envy.

"Hey you guys, have you misunderstood something...?"

Roger was both amused and exasperated.

"I'm just reminiscing about the everyday days of the past, saying my final goodbye."

"From beginning to end, I never thought of giving up."

"Don't forget, I am the heir to the blood of sin, your king!"

These were not system requirements, but rather Rogge's own decision.

Indeed, he could pretend he knew nothing and continue to enjoy the fake but pleasant daily life on campus with Princess Lingsha and the others.

There's no need to wade into these murky waters, which are practically hellish in difficulty.

However, due to his personality, he was neither willing to admit defeat, nor willing to be managed, and he was also unwilling to submit.

He inherited the bloodline of the sinful race that has continued to this day.

They are the last hope of the alien race.

In any case, they will eventually die because of their status as a member of the sinner race.

It would be better to ascend to the highest stage, die a glorious death, and carry out one's will to the very end.

Even if it means going against the whole world and sacrificing one's own life, one must drag this world of truth down with one's life.