Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 929

The room settled into a tense silence, the weight of Lilia’s words still hanging over them. Ethan leaned against the desk, arms crossed, his mind working through everything that had just been laid out. The attack on Lilia wasn’t random. It was calculated, deliberate.

And now, with her father involved, things were about to escalate.

Julia was the first to break the silence. She turned toward Ethan, arms still crossed, but her sharp blue eyes flickered with something curious.

"Alright, we’ve got Lilia’s situation covered for now," she said, tilting her head slightly. "Now tell us what happened to you."

Ethan exhaled slowly. He had been expecting this.

"It was a setup," he said simply.

Julia narrowed her eyes. "Explain."

Ethan ran a hand through his hair, pushing back the lingering frustration as he recalled everything from earlier. "It started after I left Jane’s dorm. Senior student—Melanie—was waiting for me. She baited me into reacting, used an illusion, then had two sophomores jump me. When the academy stepped in, they had already recorded a cropped version of the fight that made it look like I attacked first."

The room went still.

Lucas frowned. "Melanie?"

Carl crossed his arms. "Don’t know her."

Irina’s golden eyes narrowed slightly. "I’ve heard the name in passing, but she’s not someone who stands out. What’s her deal?"

Ethan clenched his jaw. "She’s been behind Jane’s bullying for a while. Today, she made it clear that she hates her. And, apparently, she hates me too."

Julia frowned. "Because of Jane?"

"Because I don’t play into their stupid hierarchy." Ethan scoffed. "Apparently, that pisses her off."

Lucas let out a low whistle. "So, let me get this straight. A senior baited you, started a fight, and then had evidence ready before the academy even showed up?"

"Yeah," Ethan muttered, the anger simmering beneath his voice. "And when we got to Eleanor’s office, Grayson stepped in and shut everything down before I had a chance to fight back."

That got a reaction.

Lilia’s crimson eyes sharpened. "Grayson?"

Ethan frowned, his frustration momentarily shifting to something more focused. "Grayson?" he repeated, his voice edged with curiosity. "What about him?"

Lilia let out a small, dry chuckle. The kind that wasn’t out of amusement, but out of realization.

"What?" Julia narrowed her eyes. "What’s so funny?"

The smirk on Lilia’s lips wasn’t one of humor. It was one of understanding. The final piece of the puzzle clicking into place.

"You guys really don’t see it?" she mused, stretching slightly despite the stiffness in her limbs.

Carl crossed his arms. "If you’ve got something, say it."

Lilia exhaled, tilting her head. "Well, I guess I’m the only one here who actually bothered to look into the academy’s faculty and their connections."

Ethan’s gaze sharpened. "What do you mean?"

Lilia turned, resting her hands behind her on the desk, her crimson eyes gleaming. "Professor Grayson is affiliated with the Vargras family."

Silence.

Then, Lucas muttered, "Shit."

Julia’s expression darkened instantly. "You’re serious?"

Lilia nodded. "Dead serious. When I was looking into the backgrounds of certain people here, I came across his name. Didn’t think much of it at first—lots of professors have political ties—but now?" She clicked her tongue. "Now it makes sense."

Ethan’s grip on the edge of the desk tightened. His mind was already piecing things together, but with Vargras now in the equation, the situation had just escalated from an isolated academy dispute to something much, much bigger.

The Vargras family.

A name that carried weight—or at least, it used to.

Once, they had been a major force within the Central’s Pentagon Alliance, a political powerhouse with influence spanning guilds, economic sectors, and military divisions. But that changed when the Pentagon Alliance ruled them out.

Stripped from their position.

Removed from Central’s core governing forces.

And the one family that had played a key role in replacing them?

The Hartley family.

Ethan exhaled sharply, his mind racing.

"This just keeps getting worse," Julia muttered, rubbing her forehead.

Carl frowned, crossing his arms. "Vargras got kicked out of Central. They were humiliated. Of course, they’ve been angry about it. But what does that have to do with this?"

Lilia smirked faintly, but there was no amusement in her eyes. "Everything."

Lucas’ gaze flicked between them, sharp with understanding. "If Grayson’s tied to them, then he’s not just protecting Melanie. He’s protecting their interests."

Ethan’s jaw clenched. "And if he’s involved, then that means they have a senior backing them."

A silence stretched through the room.

Then, Lilia sighed, shaking her head. "You guys really haven’t been paying attention, huh?"

Julia narrowed her eyes. "Lilia—"

"There’s someone from Vargras in the academy."

The weight of her words settled instantly.

Ethan stiffened, his hazel eyes narrowing.

Carl frowned. "Who?"