New Class... New M—

However...

That wasn't going to happen, not on Matthew's watch. He looked at Lilian, who continuously sniffed the small bottle in her hand, and sighed.

Matthew isn't dumb, so he knew that the person he talked to wasn't Stacy.

He's pretty sure that if Stacy saw him again, she would probably faint due to her fear of him.

And the time that he spent in the library paid off, mainly because Matthew also studied the "string of fate.".

He was a bit worried about the effects if only one person had that same string, and the scene just now proved his thoughts.

As for the reason Lilian didn't notice him spying on her,?

She's probably too busy sniffing his odor.

The "string of fate" is basically a two-edged sword, because depending on the current emotion that the "host" is feeling, it can either increase hate or love.

So, Matthew originally thought that Lilian was going to hate him to death and not love him since they didn't know each other until Matthew entered the academy.

But he had a gut feeling about it, so he decided to check anyway.

'Now... How can I really break that string?' Matthew wondered.

After all, he isn't crazy enough to have the 7th most powerful person in the entire world obsessed with him.

'Can Spades... break it?' He exclaimed inwardly.

His new attribute, "Spades???" seemed to be very powerful, so maybe it had a corrosion ability just like Nether.

Nether should be able to obliterate that string, but sadly, Matthew can't use it.

'Alright, let's give it a try.' Matthew took a deep breath.

From a distance, he silently threw a string made of "Spades???" directly onto Lilian's wrists.

As a bead of sweat formed on Matthew's forehead, he continued, since she seemed unaffected by anything.

Eventually, the string reached out to her string, so immediately Matthew poured more energy into it, attacking the "string of fate.".

'Please... Delete that sh*t from existence!' He clenched his fists, and he poured in more and more energy.

He could see the faint glow of Lilian's wrists, and at that moment, that black string that was wrapped around her wrists dissipated into wisps.

'Oh...! Did I destroy it...?' 

He looked towards her wrists and didn't find anything, so he sighed in relief. His gaze switched to her face, and then he saw her deep eyes looking straight at him, making his body quiver.

Crack!

The bottle in her hand fell to the ground, and seeing this, Matthew had already run away from there.

His goal had been achieved; however, his condition was getting worse and worse than before.

He didn't have enough capacity to control "Spades???" and yet he still used it, so he's getting the backslash from "abusing.".

'It's worth it.' He continuously murmured to himself as the pain spread across his body.

Twinkle...

'Uh... what was that sound?'

Suddenly, on Matthew's wrists, a bright white string appeared and wrapped around both of his hands, like he was handcuffed or something.

Seeing this, Matthew was actually happy because, at least, that meant that the string had truly disappeared from Lilian.

And because it was attached to both of his wrists, it probably meant that it wouldn't leave them to get "someone.".

[...]

'Huh? Why did the system activate?'

[Note: One of the constellations is observing the host at this time.].

[The host should be more careful about his actions.]

"...Of course." Sighing, Matthew scratched his eyebrows.

Actually, the novel that Matthew transmigrated to was basically a mixture of many themes that readers could find in a novel.

Rankers, Constellations, Dungeons, "Medieval Era," and many more.

Matthew wouldn't be surprised if something similar to a "Tower of Trials" suddenly appeared out of the sky.

'What constellation?' He asked inwardly.

[I cannot disclose that kind of information. The host should know that I'm just an operating tool that wants to make the host as strong as possible.]

[That is my only purpose.]

[Also, you should know that a constellation can openly show its interest by appearing in a panel in front of you or simply watching you closely without you knowing.]

'Like, I'd believe that shit.' Matthew scoffed.

'There's something called the law of "Equivalent Exchange", so don't think I don't know that you want something in return for helping me.'

'I just need to figure out... what.'

[...]

Welp, going on, Constellations, just like in other novels, are basically people who grew so strong that they broke the human limit, and because of that, they had no choice but to turn into Constellations.

In this world, it seems that there's an entity called "Deus," and he basically controls the entire universe.

So, when he sees that someone breaks the limit that he has put on this world, he has no choice but to turn them into his "minions.".

Matthew obviously doesn't know that; after all, for someone who reads a bit more than 20 chapters, there's a lot of information that he can't acquire.

Also, each constellation can have a "contractor," someone that they can give their power to.

As for the reason they do that,?

It's mainly because they are bored, so they usually throw competitions on the planets and spend their time watching over them.

They are stuck in that form, so until they can defeat "Deus," they will need a lot of helpers.

'Fuck, what kind of constellation would be interested in me? Did I perhaps get my new attribute due to some kind of constellation?' He thought.

Most people would get happy, but Matthew is really troubled about this. He really can't risk gaining the interest of the constellations, at least not now.

'Whatever...' Taking a deep breath, Matthew shrugged his shoulders and walked towards his dorm.

He didn't have anything to do right now, only sleep or meditate.

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"Class F-1... I'm not getting used to this." Matthew murmured as he saw a completely different door from Class A-1.

In his old class, the door seemed to be made out of the most exquisite metal in the world, and this door in front of him...

It was made of wood; it even had some cracks on it, and just to continue, the entire Class F department was in another building—an old one.

"Is this... cobwebs?"

"Ahhh, I'm definitely beating up both Leon and Kennard today. After all, there's a second round after the practical test."

"I can't wait to fucking break some of their bones, because I won't be taking it lightly, even if I'm fucking expelled from here," murmured Matthew.

Without wasting time, he pushed the door and instantly jumped backward.

Thud!

In front of him, pink paint splashed on the ground as a bucket met the ground with a soft thud.

"Ah, it didn't work." He heard a soft and charming voice coming from inside the classroom.

This infuriated Matthew, so he just leaped into the door without getting any paint on it.

He glanced around the classroom and saw a group of guys surrounding a very attractive girl.

"Ah, another villainess," Matthew murmured to himself.

This villainess in particular appeared in chapter 19 as the "leader" of class F.

Honestly, Matthew doesn't know why she is even in Class F; she has enough strength to beat Leon.

In the original novel, after the practical test, Roxanne, the woman in front of Matthew, won against Leon pretty easily.

Well, the novel was in first person, so Matthew doesn't know how Roxanne won against Leon since he was seeing it from Stacy's perspective, someone who is weak as fuck.

His eyes narrowed as he examined her closely.

Her long, dark brown hair was swept up in an elegant updo, framing a face adorned with high cheekbones and striking dark purple eyes.

Her lips were a luscious shade of pink, complementing her sharp, phoenix-like eyes.

But that wasn't all. Her body was a deadly combination of perfect proportions, leaving Matthew speechless.

"What the...?" He muttered under his breath.

"Who is this woman? Why is Roxanne so damn gorgeous when she was described as being ordinary?" Matthew couldn't help but wonder.

This woman was definitely on par with Lilian and Stacy in terms of beauty.

"Oh, my~... Isn't this Matthew? The strongest student in Class A?" She giggled as she covered her mouth.

"I wonder why he is here." She smiled widely, her eyes blinking.

"Ah, I thought I would approach Class F with a light hand, but it appears that there is no longer a "New Class, New Me"."

A dark-red aura began to leak out of Matthew as he balled his fists tightly.

But when Roxanne noticed that aura, her smile grew broader and her eyes flinched.

"It is him—the person I have been looking for..." In a whisper, she said.