A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

"That's not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the police will be coming tomorrow to thoroughly investigate all the organizations and aristocratic students on campus. In particular, they want to find out whether any of the newly rich families who were previously convicted have any offspring on campus."

"The notice we just received is that we must immediately disband the student self-governing groups and all gangs... and that we, the guilty students, must leave the campus immediately and find our own way. This is already more than enough kindness from the school leaders to us, their benefactors."

"How could this be? Wouldn't that mean we've all done nothing for nothing?" Lie Xia couldn't help but say.

“How could we possibly be doing something in vain? At most, we’ve just moved from the open to the shadows.” Winter shook her head and said, “Those who truly believe in the principles of the Autonomous Group will not lose heart even if we disband it.”

"Ha, I didn't expect you, Sonia, to say something so insightful." Mari pushed up her glasses and said with a smile.

"Alright, alright, stop teasing me. Early Dew, so what are you planning to do?" Winter asked.

"...The time is ripe." However, Zao Lu said this directly, which made everyone present feel a chill.

"Is...is it time to begin?" Winter swallowed hard and couldn't help but ask.

“That’s right, we and the members of the self-governing group should all get out of the campus now.” Zao Lu said slowly, “There have been several demonstrations outside, but that’s not enough, just scattered groups.”

"They don't even know their demands or slogans. Some simply want to lower prices, some want the city government to control the military, and some want city government officials to step down. As a result, the military and the city government haven't even started fighting yet; instead, the citizens and the police department are at each other's throats."

“Someone is deliberately trying to confuse the public. We must not let the people of Chernobyl continue to wander around like headless flies, extinguishing the hard-won passion for resistance.”

"Therefore, we need to be pioneers and show those adults that even we children have the right and the ability to fight for the future of Chernobog!"

"Let's make this a resounding slogan!!"

Zao Lu slammed her hands on the table, then slowly raised her head, her gaze sweeping over everyone present, and said, "Today... right now!"

……

In the afternoon, a group of citizens gathered near Tieshu East Road, holding signs that read "The garrison should get out of Chernobyl!!" They were chanting slogans and strongly demanding the expulsion of the garrison soldiers.

As the group tried to rally more passersby to join the protest, a man suddenly rushed out from around the corner, shouting in a panic, "Run! The patrol is coming!"

Before he could finish speaking, an iron rod whistled through the air and struck him precisely on the back of the head. The man fell to the ground. Immediately afterward, two or three soldiers wielding batons rushed out from around the corner. They surrounded the fallen messenger and viciously began to beat him with their batons.

"Run!" Witnessing this bloody scene, the citizens who were just agitated were instantly gripped by fear and scattered in all directions.

"Stop! Don't run!!" the three soldiers shouted, and took off after them. At the same time, more soldiers emerged from around the corner.

These soldiers were incredibly fast, quickly catching up with most of the fleeing civilians. They showed no mercy, brutally striking the civilians' heads, hands, and feet with their clubs. In just a few blows, the scene was a bloody, gruesome mess—their brutality was almost fatal.

"Run?! Why aren't you running anymore?!" The sergeant grinned maliciously, stepping on the back of the fallen man. "Heh, you want us to get the hell out of Chernobog? Who wrote this damn banner?! Hmm?! You've got some nerve?! Now tell me, who the hell is telling us to get out?!"

After saying that, he grabbed the citizen holding the sign by the hair, lifted him up, spat twice, and then kicked him away.

The bystanders, crouching with their heads in their hands, witnessed this, their hearts filled with terror and intense hatred. These Chernobog soldiers' atrocities were utterly unrestrained, their methods cruel and near-fatal—was there truly no one who could stop them, no one who could punish them?

"What? Shouldn't brutal bastards like you get out of Chernobog?"

Just then, a clear, cold voice suddenly rang out. The passersby's hearts tightened: Who was this fearless individual who dared to defy these vicious soldiers to their faces?

The sergeant turned around sharply at the sound, his gaze fierce as he looked in the direction of the voice. He saw that the speaker was a beautiful young woman with white hair, wearing an elegant school uniform.

Chapter 295: The Student Corps' First Battle

"Hmm? I thought it was some tough character, but it's just a greenhorn." The sergeant clicked his tongue, his tone laced with sarcasm.

"Little girl, you're all talk and no action. Judging by your appearance, which family's young lady has run away again? I'm in a good mood today, so I'll let you off the hook. Go back to where you came from!"

The white-haired girl did not back down because of his words. Instead, she cast a contemptuous glance at him: "In a good mood? Letting me off the hook? You seem to have misunderstood something. Now, it's time for you to pay the price for your violence!"

"You brat, you don't know what's good for you! Then stay here with her! Grab her!"

The girl's unwavering stance completely enraged the sergeant, who immediately ordered two soldiers to step forward.

Two soldiers, wielding iron bars, approached with ill intent. They were quite looking forward to seeing the girl flee in panic, as that would make the chase much more entertaining.

However, the girl showed no fear whatsoever; instead, her eyes grew even colder, as if she were looking at two corpses.

"court death!!"

Clearly, the two soldiers were enraged by the girl's gaze and raised their sticks to strike her on the head.

But the girl was faster than them! She suddenly raised both hands and delivered a sharp uppercut straight to their chins.

The upward blow instantly made their brains buzz and their minds blur. Then, with lightning speed, the girl grabbed their ears and yanked them down hard!

The intense pain caused the two soldiers to scream like pigs being slaughtered, and they collapsed to the ground. Then, without any mercy, the girl raised her foot and precisely kicked each of them in the brainstem, knocking them unconscious.

"Ha, what army group, what border army? Is that all you've got? You can't even handle a little girl like me." The girl finished the fight quickly, not even waiting for her opponent to recover from the shock before coldly mocking him.

"What are you all standing there for! Charge!" the sergeant roared in exasperation. The soldiers snapped out of their daze and swarmed forward. This time, the girl didn't stay put; she turned and ran.

The soldiers chased after the girl, and they were only a dozen steps away. If they could hold on for a while, they would surely be able to catch up with her.

However, just as they were chasing each other to the next intersection, a commotion suddenly broke out on both sides of the road.

"Throw!"

Immediately, several cans were thrown from both sides, landing near the soldiers' feet. These cans then violently emitted large amounts of pungent gas, and a thick, acrid white smoke instantly filled the intersection, quickly enveloping the entire area.

"Cough cough cough cough!!! What is that?!"

"My eyes! My eyes!!"

The soldiers were initially quite frightened by this sudden turn of events, and then the pervasive smoke caused them to cough incessantly and gasp for breath, with slippery bodily fluids constantly seeping from their mouths and noses.

The soldiers scattered in terror, desperately trying to get away from the terrifying smoky area.

"Charge!"

At this critical moment, another loud command suddenly rang out, and students wearing masks rushed out like tigers from both sides. The front row of their groups held heavy wooden shields and rammed into the soldiers who were already scattered and disorganized.

The soldiers were clearly completely unprepared for such a meticulously planned ambush lurking at the intersections on either side of the road. Coupled with their inability to open their eyes and discern directions, they were caught off guard and walked right into it.

Some soldiers lost their footing from the impact and fell heavily to the ground. What awaited these disheveled soldiers was a fierce and continuous beating by the angry students using water pipes.

It's truly a case of fortunes changing in the blink of an eye; those who were just moments ago so arrogant and violent were now knocked to the ground, utterly powerless to resist.

As for those soldiers who barely managed to withstand the pincer attack and remain standing, or who were lucky enough to escape the initial assault, they cursed and swore intermittently, using vulgar language such as "brat" and "looking for death," and rushed forward in a fit of rage to wrestle with the students.

The soldiers were indeed more skilled in combat and had more personal experience than the students, but this time the students not only had a numerical advantage, but also coordinated their attacks and defenses extremely well.

One person in the front row held a shield firmly to block the attack and then rammed and slammed into it. Immediately afterward, another person wielding a steel club decisively and swiftly launched an attack.

In addition, the soldiers were in a state of blurred vision, unable to open their eyes, and were constantly shed hot tears and coughing.

This severely reduced their fighting ability, and they were easily subdued one by one by these students very quickly.

This severely reduced their fighting ability, and they were easily subdued one by one by these students very quickly.

"Idiot, look here! Your swing speed is way too slow!"

"Hmph, you shameful bastards, is this all the strength you've got?"

In this chaotic battle, there are two ruthless figures who can be considered the core of the fight. They not only completely overwhelm these weakened soldiers in terms of strength, but their combat skills are also in no way inferior!

Under their brave and efficient leadership, the twenty or so soldiers were quickly and thoroughly defeated, and all of them collapsed to the ground, completely unconscious.

"!!" Just then, the sergeant who had been giving orders arrived at the scene belatedly.

However, when he saw the horribly injured team members lying scattered on the ground, and the large group of "students" in front of him who looked extremely fierce and menacing, he froze in shock.

"You...you guys! Are you planning an open rebellion?!"

The sergeant stood futilely at a distance, holding his baton and roaring at the dark mass of students.

But anyone could clearly see that the sergeant's feigned toughness was nothing but a facade of strength masking inner weakness and cowardice.

Naturally, after dealing with the soldiers, the students immediately turned their attention to the isolated sergeant and charged at him.

"Damn beast! Damn piece of trash!"

As the sergeant shouted and cursed in panic, he faced a massive student group that had surged forward, numbering over a hundred. He could only turn around and flee in a disheveled state.

However, before he could even run a few short steps, a sharp, excruciating pain suddenly shot through his ankle.

"Aaaaaah!!!!!"

The sergeant fell to the ground with a shrill scream, landing heavily. At his feet lay a still-rolling, red-stained iron rod, its surface reflecting the blinding sunlight.

"Well done, Zao Lu." One of the two strongest fighters in the previous brawl praised loudly with an approving expression.

"It's just so-so. Compared to the brutal injury I suffered from the fatal blow to my foot back then, this strike is much gentler and more soothing."

“Winter, drag all those defeated good-for-nothings over there and tie them up together, so that the other onlookers can see what happens to these villains.”

Soon, the white-haired girl—known as Early Dew, the team leader—slowly and calmly walked out from the crowd of students and stood quietly next to the sergeant who was lying motionless on the ground.

"Die—!!!"

However, the sergeant who appeared to be collapsed on the ground unconscious suddenly sprang up and tried to grab and strangle the delicate neck of the woman who had just appeared.

"boom!"

But the quick-witted Zao Lu not only dodged the opponent's grab, but also delivered a swift and decisive straight punch to the sergeant's exposed temple, slamming his head against the cold ground with a dull thud. A large pool of bright red blood immediately gushed out, quickly staining the stone pavement.

"Now, it's my turn to ask you: why didn't you keep running for your life?"

After throwing her punch, Zao Lu coldly stood up and looked down at the sergeant, whose life was hanging in the balance after her heavy blow, and said the same words the sergeant had used to mock her.

Without looking back, she strode straight ahead in the direction she had come from.

……

Area 223, Tieshu East Road

"Sigh...it's so pitiful, those people were beaten up like this."

After witnessing the soldiers chasing the white-haired girl into the distance, and seeing that she had not returned for a long time, the passersby slowly got up and began to whisper among themselves.

"Should we help them up? If they keep bleeding like this, they might really die..."

"Who would dare? Who knows if those soldiers might suddenly turn back! I have a family, I have children, I can't die here like them!" (The last two lines appear to be random characters and don't translate directly.)

The onlookers gazed at the demonstrators lying in pools of blood, their eyes filled with a mixture of pity, reluctance, helplessness, and indifference... but all of them harbored anger at the soldiers' atrocities.

"Wait, look over there! It looks like that student from before is coming back." At that moment, a passerby shouted, pointing in the direction where the soldier and the girl had disappeared.

"...Not just her, there were many students following behind... Wait a minute! Who are those people they're holding hostage...?!!"

In an instant, gasps of astonishment erupted in the streets—citizens stared in disbelief at the scene before them:

A group of students, holding up banners that read "Overthrow the warlord tyranny," escorted the soldiers who had previously committed violence back to them.

Chapter 296: Public Sentiment Rages

"What on earth is going on? Am I dreaming? Those brutal thugs were actually taken care of by these kids?"

One person blurted out, "That's what everyone in the crowd felt."

At this moment, the white-haired girl from before—Zao Lu—stepped forward and said loudly:

"Everyone, there's no need to be afraid anymore. Those soldiers who committed atrocities have all been defeated by our student self-governing group!"

Before the words were even finished, a long-suppressed gasp erupted from the crowd. A mother holding her child covered her mouth, tears seeping through her fingers; several men who looked like workers stared intently at the bound soldier, their Adam's apples bobbing violently; in the shadows of the street corner, the infected laborer's clenched fists trembled slightly.

"Help those warriors up and take them to the nearest place for treatment."

Students carrying first-aid kits emerged from the student group and quickly provided first aid to the protesters who had just collapsed in pools of blood. After stopping the bleeding, they prepared to help the protesters leave the street.

As the students helped the marching citizens up from the pool of blood, murmurs rippled through the crowd.

"What good kids..."

"They actually brought those beasts back tied up..."

One of the injured, who was being helped and was relatively conscious, suddenly broke free from the student's grasp and staggered toward the unconscious sergeant. However, he was held back by others who urged him to continue the beating, which would worsen his injuries.

The man could only roar and kick up the rubble that was scattered on the ground—which was then kicked by more people towards the bound soldiers.

At this moment, Zao Lu continued to shout loudly:

"Gentlemen, take a good look at these soldiers' faces! They are not as scary as we imagine! They are afraid of pain too! They are afraid of death too! Just like us, they only have one head and two arms."

"If you don't believe me, you can kick them a few times right now and throw stones at them, and see if they cry for their parents!"

Several young people who had just entered society sneered when they heard Zao Lu's humorous words. Their previous fear of the soldiers turned into a sticky contempt.

Some people even tried picking up blood-stained stones and throwing them at the soldiers. The dull thuds and the soldiers' cries of pain immediately drew cheers.

Upon seeing this, Zao Lu first nodded, then continued:

"Everyone, as you've seen now, even we children can defeat them if we have weapons in our hands and enough courage!"

"Cheer City belongs to the people of Cheer City! It is not a place that these bandits and thugs can invade and run rampant in!"

"That's right! They're just a bunch of bandits and robbers! They claim to be from the Ursus Army Group, but have they ever protected the people of Ursus or fought for Ursus? No! They're just a bunch of parasites sucking blood from Chernobog!"