36 Noir Doesn’t Forgive Easily
A/N: We're going to start incorporating the original plot back into this, it won't be the same as I plan for certain things to go in certain directions. Also, as for Marie being more malicious in this work… yeah, that's just how things turned out.
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(Marie's POV)
Things are surprisingly starting to go in my favor as of recently.
"You, tell me, did you get more money from your parents." I asked as I sat atop my 'throne', too bad it's just an elevated chair in my room.
Four boys stood below me, the result of my hard work and natural charms. I pointed to one, the newest one I've managed to teach the real pleasure of serving me.
"Y-yes my lady, I did as you asked." He nodded, his expression feverish as he looked up at me.
Wonderful, just wonderful. "Adequate work, I shall reward you for your competence." I loved the way his stupid little face couldn't hold back his grin. Who's a good puppy?
I gestured for him to come and like clockwork he immediately dropped to the ground, beginning to crawl towards me like the dog he was.
This feeling of power never failed to arouse me, unfortunately, none of these man servants are good enough to bed me. No, that honor was supposed to go to Prince Julius.
I grew heated once again as I remembered the reason why that never came about. 'That lowborn filth, how dare he?'
I snapped out of my hatred-fueled daze just in time as the boy I called over kneeled between my legs a pleading expression engraved in his face.
"Now then, do it right or you will be punished." A grin overtook me as I grabbed his hair, using my other hand to pull up my skirt and move the band of my panties.
I underestimated how truly amazing I am, for these servants to see that before me is astounding. Even that boy, Dan, couldn't resist me for long. Oh, how good it felt kissing him in front of that Clarice girl.
"Hmmm~." I breathed out a content moan as my devout servant licked over me. Yes, service your Queen.
Too bad, if it were Dan, though he's nowhere close to the Prince, I may have given him the honors of letting him bed me. I wonder where he is, I haven't seen him since he was dismissed by Clarice.
"Fred," I called.
"Yes, my lady. Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Have you seen Dan Fia Elgar around recently?" I gripped the boy's hair tighter, his technique wasn't very good but he was adequate.
"I have not my lady," A saddening reply, I'm sure I could ensnare the boy with just a little more contact.
"I truly do not understand why the boy is so heartbroken over that honor student, I am better in every way after all."
"Yes, my lady, you far exceed every single one of them in every way possible." Another boy who until now had been quiet spoke up. He was the first one I brought onto my side, truly a pitiful waste down to his core, at least he fights well in the dungeon.
"Naturally, that wench Angelica couldn't even keep the Prince from me, it is obvious I am superior."
The combination of his licking and my servant's praise took me to the next level. I gripped his head hard, forcing his head deeper in between my legs.
"Ahh~." I sighed as I reached climax, it wasn't as good as I wished but it will do.
"Good boy," I patted his head. "Now, clean me up." Yes, it felt good indeed to have my true worth acknowledged. Just you wait Stardia, I will make you pay for what you've done.
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(Noir POV)
'This is so damn boring.' I sighed helplessly as I propped my head up with my hand.
"When constructing a letter, it is important to always come off as respectful as possible." The old man blabbered on as he wrote whatever on the chalkboard.
"Stardia, I hope you are prepared come Saturday." Suddenly, from my side a voice I had started to get familiar with reached me.
"How exactly am I supposed to prepare when I have no clue what I'm even meeting your father for?" I whispered back.
"Which is why you need to prepare for anything, my father is not the most predictable man," Chris said with very clear uncertainty in his tone.
"It'll be fine." I shrugged and stretched my back. "I'll deal with whatever it is when it comes."
Our side conversation dies down as I actually decide to give the teacher some of my attention.
"Now then, as written on the syllabus, it has come time for a project. In line with the topic of Noble mannerisms, I give you full creative right to construct anything that displays what you have learned." The man says before grabbing a stick of chalk and moving to a blackboard.
Ugh, a project, I absolutely despised these.
"Unfortunately, I will be the one choosing your groups, many of you are still practically strangers to each other." As he said that he began writing on the board.
"Group 1, Noir Fou Stardia, Chris Fia Arclight, Stephanie Fou Offrey"
Oh, fuck me. That wench? I've never spoken to the girl but I wasn't so stupid as to not know her nature. She was the true definition of filth, probably the worse of the arrogant pieces of shit that went to school here.
In my annoyance, I drowned out the rest of the groups being named. Soon enough, we were dismissed with a little less than two weeks to finish the project.
"To think I have the misfortune of actually being partnered with you low-birth." A haughty voice greeted us as soon as we stepped out of the classroom.
A girl with blonde hair tied in a circular fashion stood with three servants behind her. Her brown eyes seemed to try to look down on me even when I towered over her. She crossed her arms as she grinned like she found a new toy.
"Anyway, let's not go for anything too troublesome, maybe just a live demonstration?" I completely ignored the girl walking past her while discussing the project with Chris.
"You dare you filthy insects?!" Showing her insanely short temper she yelled as her man servants stood in front of us blocking our path.
"Do not think for a second that you trash are on the same level as my Noble self." She turned to us her grin returning as she walks forward. "To think that you two in your walnut size brains actually believed you had a choice in this project."
She chuckled and following her, her servants did the same as they crossed their arms.
"Can you shut the hell up lady? You're giving me a migraine", I annoyedly turned to her.
"The woman in this academy are so damn annoying," I spoke aloud as I continued walking uncaringly walking through the servants as my shoulder pushed them aside.
"FUCKING GRAB THEM!" A burning fury overtook her as she called out to her servants.
I'm getting flashbacks, this girl is somehow ten times worse than Evelyn, hell it's like she was raised by that bitch Agatha herself.
As expected multiple hands reached out for me. It was actually weird how servants were treated here, I mean in some cases they were actually treated better than the male students.
Was I going to let myself get beat up despite that? Hell no.
Chris made no move to counter despite his ability to, I couldn't blame him much, he was in a tight spot.
I slammed my fist into one, using less force to avoid his death. The resulting force sent him spiraling through the air. The other two hit the floor hard when I slammed their faces into it.
Now, how do I handle this…
[LP: 692,567]
Hmm. Well, I had data on the girl and her family. I know about all the shady shit they've got going on thanks to Luxion. Blackmail? That was an option.
"WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!" Stephanie roared as she watched her servants fall. "DO YOU EVEN UNDERSTAND WHO I AM?!"
"An annoying bitch?" I chuckled listening as her screams started to garner attention.
"Noir?"
"What's happening."
Ah, my two rivers in the desert called out to me as they approached.
"Not much, this girl tried to get her servants to attack me so I defended myself." I shrugged as the girl in question shook with anger.
"Oh, how funny! Look how quickly your owner came to you, I guess she really is desperate since she was thrown away by Prince Julius." The girl whose face was one of false calm scowled. "Look, she even brought her other little pet." She scoffed at Livia.
Does this bitch want to die?
"What is the meaning of this." Angie already ticked off spoke up.
"Ha, look at that face, do you think I'm scared of you? You had to rely on that ignorant country bumpkin to save your sorry ass."
"Please don't talk to Angie like that." Livia stepped in front of her, visibly upset at the words being spoken to her friend.
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(Angie POV)
I was more than a little annoyed. Stephanie Fou Offrey, she was notorious for being a straight-up bitch. She used her family's influence as much as she could, bullied those of lower rank, and spared no effort in making people's lives hell.
Her family was of a rival faction, sided with those that wanted Noir to pay for his win against Prince Julius.
I could tell by the scene that this would be messy. Servants were well protected here, it was a pretty sizable offense to hit them. It was different if it was self-defense though, especially when that girl ordered it.
Seriously, she had to be pretty stupid. Noir wasn't like her, he was not the child of a Baron, but a Baron himself, he outranks her even if she is the daughter of an Earl.
"This is really a damn shame." The girl gave me a snarky glare. "The old Angelica Rapha Redgrave dismissed commoners like the fodder they are."
What? I was never so cruel. What the hell is she talking about?
"That's not true…right?" Livia asked and I desperately shook my head. "She's lying."
"All your 'friends' leave you and you're actually so desperate as to pay a commoner to hang around you." Her words admittedly cut deep even if they weren't true. I thought I had gotten past my insecurities about my worth as a friend.
"That's not true." Livia shook her head tears coming to her eyes.
"Livia…You!" My anger overflowed and before I knew it I was already starting to go closer.
Right as I took the first step though, suddenly the sound of glass shattering echoed throughout the hallway and my vision was plunged into darkness.
"Take Livia and go back to my place, I'll be there as soon as I teach this bitch a lesson." A voice whispered in my ear among all the commotion.
"Noir?" I questioned, the source of the sudden darkness becoming clear.
He didn't answer my call, instead, I felt a soft sensation on my cheek before it disappeared along with his presence.
Following what he said I took hold of the confused Livia and guided her to where I could see the faint presence of light.
I didn't know what Noir planned to do, but whatever it was I hoped that bitch paid.
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(Noir POV)
(Warning: Kinda brutal scene coming up)
I was already out of the academy, dashing from building to building as I headed to the docks where my ship was parked.
The source of my rage was in my right hand her face held by my hand as she yelled into my palm.
I clumsily pulled her along with me as I zoomed through the air, moving at a speed no one would be able to make out our appearance.
This bitch was going pay, and pay fucking hard.
"Luxion, put all the bots in stealth mode," I ordered my AI friend not caring for the girl who might hear. As we approached the ship I jumped up high.
"Open the top latch," I called out to Luxion again as right before I landed at the top of my ship a secret hatch opened and I fell in.
Struggling to hold back my strength I threw the girl in my hands against the nearest wall.
"Ugh, what the hell?" She groaned as she fell on the floor.
"You're going to fucking pay." This world didn't need another fucking Agatha.
"Woah woah," she backed away as she saw me coming closer. "Do you know who I am? I'll forgive you now if you get on your knees and apologize."
Her eyes were wide as she kept backing away until she reached the wall. I approached her not decreasing my stride in the slightest as I channeled mana into my right palm.
*Slap*
I bitch slapped the fuck out of the girl, so hard that her entire body flew in the direction my hand waved.
"Aghhhhh." She screamed as she landed on the floor.
'That's too hard.' I noted as I felt her blood on my hand. From where I stood I could see part of her skin had actually come off.
Walking back up to her I grabbed her by her slim neck and lifted her into the air. "You ugly deranged fuck." I said before my fist wrapped in a green light impacted her right on her nose.
This time, my power was a lot less and the desired effect came about. I didn't let her fall and instead, I observed her face.
'Not a single scratch' I grinned happily. This was going to be fun. All I needed to do was heal her every time I hit her and there would be no mark.
"Did that hurt?" I asked her.
All that answered me were groans of pain as she held her face.
"I said!" I spoke again. Raising my fist again before slamming it into the place her hands weren't covering. "DID IT HURT?"
"Ahhhhhh." Her blood-curdling scream rang out again as I dropped her onto the floor and then kicked her hard.
Every move I made left her with nothing but pain as her injuries were healed immediately.
"HELP! SOMEBODY HELP!" She screamed through the pain as she tried to claw herself to safety.
The scene made me seem like some cheap villain and it did not sit well with me. Still, my anger had not subsided as I shut her up with a kick to her torso.
"Please, no more. Stop you asshole." When more than five seconds had passed since I last hit her passed she wavered between begging and insulting.
I responded to those by raining punches onto her disgusting mug.
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"You're garbage, lower than even the microbes on the damn floor." I ridiculed the girl in every way as I stopped beating her to let her actually process what I was saying.
"You have no actual friends, you're family doesn't love you, and no one gives a fucking shit about you." I thought about everything I could say to get back at her for both Livia and Angie.
"You're ugly and unwanted, I'm sure even Brad would prefer to live his life as a commoner than marry your disgusting ass." I punched her again.
She was already crying tears. But her sad moans grew louder the moment I brought up Brad.
'So that's her sore spot?'
"It's funny, I actually can't even the blame the guy for choosing Marie over you, even compared to that pint-sized bitch you're somehow worse in every way.
She couldn't afford to speak, the pain combined with her anguish was too much to get words out.
"And you want to know what's funny? I heard your servants talking behind your back. They say having sex with you is honestly disgusting, and your vagina smells like sewer water." That part was kind of a mixed truth. I had actually heard her servants talking to one another about hating sleeping with her.
When I was done, finally just a little satisfied I threw her into one of the empty rooms aboard Valor and locked it.
I sat down on the couch and breathed out. 'That was disgusting.'
I didn't regret doing it, but I still felt a little annoyed. I don't thrive off of inflicting pain on others but I really could hold a grudge and when stuff like what that bitch did happen, all I cared about was making her regret her actions and feel the same or worse pain.
'What would Livia say?' I wondered as I propped my head up on my hand. I obviously wouldn't tell her, but I could still guess how she'd react.
She was an extremely nice girl. She was genuinely a saint and the kindest soul that could ever exist. Even if she was upset, all it would take was an apology to fix things.
In that way, she was way better than me, and everyone else on this planet. But, it made me anxious truthfully. I fought, a lot, it was my greatest ability. I'd have to in the future and I won't hesitate to do it.
It no doubt will not sit right with Livia. Even if she loves me as much as she does that's a truth that will remain. I'm not worried about her leaving me, but I'd rather her not be sad that she had to wait around while I was going about inflicting pain.
I contemplated those thoughts for a while before I headed back to the room I had locked the girl in. I was done tormenting her, but I needed to clear up some loose ends.
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Walking in, I was greeted with the girl I had previously beaten the absolute fuck out of.
She was in the corner of the room, rolled up in a ball as she sobbed. The only sign of the abuse she just suffered was the missing skin she had on her cheek.
Walking up to her, I see her flinch as she tucks herself tighter. I spend around 2 minutes channeling healing magic into her cheek before her wound disappeared.
'Oops.' I said, noticing that her uniform had not taken the beating well as her clothes were ripped in many places.
"Now then, listen up."
[LP: 710,081]
I actually got LP from beating her up. All the better, I didn't have to feel like I was wasting well-earned LP, at least much of it.
My brain went to work and soon my LP amount decreased by 20,000.
"You will not utter a word about what's happened today, anytime someone asks anything along the lines of 'where you went after the black out', you will say you went straight to your room."
I said as I held her neck so she couldn't look away from me. Tears streamed down her eyes and her eyes were red.
"Do you understand?" I said, putting a little pressure on her throat. She nodded furiously but that wasn't good enough.
"I said, DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!" I made it clear what I wanted as she barked out like a frightened dog, "Yes, please no more."
That was enough, a brief flash shined on her chest before it died down.
If she tried to violate what I had told her the spell I placed on her would activate and she'd lose control of her body, forced to follow the orders I gave her.
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Five minutes after the spell was placed on her, I came back into the room and threw a new uniform, fabricated by Luxion at her.
"Change into this," I ordered her as she grabbed onto it, only now realizing she was showing a lot of skin to me.
Her hand went to cover herself as she crouched down.
"Tch, thanks, I was disgusted just looking at you." I scoffed slamming the door behind me.
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"Make sure you apologize, and I'm sure you know what will happen if you talk to them like that again," I said one last thing before I hopped out of the window of her dorm room, the same one I had come in with her moments prior.
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A/N:
Powerstones?
Fuck that Stephanie bitch.
Noir can sure hold a grudge huh?
