Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 166

Chapter 166 37.1 - Small talk on the train

"Miss, I am sorry for this."

There were times when life didn't go the way we wanted, no matter how powerful we were. This is the undeniable truth of this world.

Even the noble families who had established themselves years ago aren't excluded from this rule.

"Can you repair it?"

And now, the girl standing in front of the car was feeling this reality exactly from the first perspective.

The sleek, modern car sat forlornly on the side of the road, its engine emitting an occasional pathetic sputter.

Irina, with her fiery red hair and an air of aristocratic impatience, scowled at the unfortunate vehicle. Her expectations for the day had not included a breakdown on her way to the prestigious academy.

"Really, of all the days for this to happen," she muttered to herself, her frustration evident in the creased lines on her forehead. "First, the dimensional travel is disturbed, and now this."

If it was one disturbance, things wouldn't be so bad, but it was two.

Her chauffeur, Thomas, approached her with an apologetic expression. "Miss Irina, I deeply apologize for the inconvenience. It seems the car has decided to betray us today."

Irina shot him a glare, her piercing blue eyes ablaze. "Betrayal is a human emotion, Thomas. This is just an inconvenience. Now, can you fix it, or do I need to find someone who can?"

Thomas swallowed nervously. "I'll do my best, Miss."

While Thomas delved under the hood with an uncertain look on his face, Irina waited impatiently while creating a small fire from her hands to protect herself from the cold. "Sigh…." Another hearty sigh followed. The last few days had been hard, as the pressure her mother had pushed on her was overwhelming.

'I really want to return to the academy.'

It had just been a week, but she was already missing the atmosphere in the academy. Hanging around with others, fighting and sparring….It was quite a fun experience, different from the dullness she had felt in her home.

While she was thinking about the academy, suddenly she remembered a certain guy.

'Right….There was that too….'

Since she was busy with her responsibilities, she forgot what was reported to her.

'Trevor Philips….'

The name wasn't something unfamiliar. After all, Irina had been attending the higher society of the Valerian Human Federation since the moment she passed a certain age.

From all the banquets, she knew the name Philips as they were one of the high-ranking families in the Human Domain, thanks to their overwhelming influence in the Hunter Association and the economy of Hunters.

Naturally, as Irina attended the meetings, she came to know the heirs of such families, and Trevor Philips was one of them.

'If I remember correctly, he wasn't an attention-seeking guy.'

Irina hadn't interacted with him a lot, but from what she knew, he wasn't someone who stood particularly as an individual with a bad personality.

There were countless heirs who acted all-mighty, but Trevor wasn't one of them.

'He usually looked shadowed.'

Shadowed by his siblings would be the right term as Irina analyzed the past.

He was a talented kid, as he was one of the early awakeners. However, his talent fell short compared to his siblings. That particularly stood out when he entered the Arcadia Hunter Academy last year.

While his siblings attained a higher rank, he couldn't project the same progress and, in the end, was rather ranked in the middle ranks.

How did she know this?

It was due to the studies her mother forced her to do. She was forced to memorize every bit of information about the students before entering the academy.

'In any case…I still don't understand why he did such a thing?'

It was unusual.

Even if he felt inferior to his siblings, why would he randomly order the bullying of the last-ranked junior who had nothing to do with him? If it was a high-ranking student that reminded him of his inferiority, she could understand a little.

But this was way too out of the ordinary.

'Do they share some sort of past? Did something happen between them that I don't know?'

Questions after questions came. The revelation of the person behind those rumors didn't bring any sort of satisfaction but brought more questions.

"Tch….This pisses me off."

In the end, she couldn't help but swear to herself.

"I hate it when I can't reach an answer."

Whenever things were related to that guy, they would always end up with more questions.

"I will ask him when I see him in the academy."

-WRRR!

Irina, lost in her contemplation about Trevor Philips and the bullying incident, was abruptly pulled back to reality by the sound of her car's engine. The chauffeur, looking defeated, shook his head.

"Miss Irina, I'm afraid the issue is beyond my capabilities. I've tried my best, but the car is beyond immediate repair," he explained, a hint of frustration in his voice.

Irina's irritation flared up again. "You can't be serious. What did you say to my mother?"

The chauffeur hesitated before replying, "I contacted the Madam and explained the situation. However, her response was unexpected. She said you should find your own way out of this predicament."

Irina's eyes widened in disbelief. "What? Find my own way? Is she joking?"

The chauffeur sighed, realizing the predicament. "I'm afraid not, Miss. The Madam seemed quite adamant. It seems she's occupied with matters of greater importance."

Irina clenched her fists, frustration boiling within her. "This is absurd! I can't believe she'd leave me stranded like this."

The chauffeur nodded sympathetically. "I share your sentiments, Miss. I'll continue to try and fix the car, but for now, we might need to explore alternative options."

Irina, fuming with anger, stepped out of the car and glanced around. The unfamiliar surroundings heightened her sense of helplessness.

"Ugh, this is infuriating," she muttered to herself. "I can't believe I have to deal with this nonsense….." She was about to complain a lot more, but she calmed herself down.

"It was expected from her anyway."

She knew her mother and knew what kind of person she was.