As I reached the academy courtyard, a voice called out behind me.


    **"Lucian!"**


    I turned.


    Leonhart Ascarion stood there, golden hair shining under the sunlight, blue eyes sharp.


    For a guy who barely survived an assassination attempt, he looked way too calm.


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    I forced a smirk.


    **"What, the Hero himself wants to talk to the villain?"**


    Leonhart didn’t laugh.


    He stepped closer, lowering his voice.


    **"Someone tried to kill me last night."**


    I tilted my head, feigning surprise.


    **"Oh? That’s terrible. Who do you think it was?"**


    Leonhart narrowed his eyes.


    **"I don’t know. But I have a feeling…"**


    He stepped even closer.


    **"It won’t be the last attempt."**


    Our gazes locked.


    For a moment, I felt a chill.


    Leonhart **wasn’t an idiot.**


    He had instincts.


    And right now, those instincts were **whispering my name.**


    I gave him my best cocky grin.


    **"Well, good luck with that. You’re the Hero, right? I’m sure you’ll be fine."**


    Then I walked past him.


    I could feel his eyes burning into my back.


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