I Become A Mob Character In A Novel

[Samael Ashwood's POV]

"It's Al—"

"Oh! Look who it is, Big bad uncle dragon~"

"—Alright."

I glanced over my shoulder, feeling a familiar mix of annoyance and amusement at the playful taunt that echoed through the hallway. Seraphina Mirage—Villainess: Mastery in Illusion and water magic and possesses unique manipulation abilities.

I saw her standing with some students from our class looking at me with disdain smirk plastered on her face. Her long, silver hair cascaded over her shoulders, shimmering as it caught the light. Her eyes, a striking blue, sparkled with mischief. "What, did you think you could steal the spotlight without some playful ribbing?"

I shook my head, trying to maintain my composure. "I'm just sharing information, Seraphina. No need to get dramatic."

"Information or bragging?" she retorted, crossing her arms. "It must be nice to have a unique bloodline that grants you powers beyond what most can achieve."

Several of her friends giggled, clearly enjoying the banter. I felt my irritation bubbling just beneath the surface but forced a smile, keeping my voice calm. "We all have our strengths, don't we? I think it's admirable you're so comfortable with your illusions. It's not something everyone can master."

I felt a little tug in my mind, a angry growl felt my lips as my expression turned more serious.

[System Alert! Mind Manipulation Detected...]

[Initiating countermeasures...]

[System Alert! Mind Manipulation Failed.]

"YOU!" I barked, my voice laced with a low growl. The room seemed to still, and the laughter of her friends died down as they sensed the tension rising. "You tried to manipulate my mind, didn't you?"

Seraphina's eyes widened, but her smirk quickly returned, though it faltered slightly. "Manipulate? That's a bold accusation, Samael. I was just teasing you!" She feigned innocence, raising her hands in a mock surrender.

"You know very well what you did!" I shot back, feeling a surge of anger. The familiar hum of my Dragon Force simmered beneath the surface, urging me to unleash it. "You can't just toy with people's minds like that!"

"Calm down, dragon boy," she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "It's just a little fun. I thought you could handle a bit of playful banter."

"Fun? That's what you call it?" I retorted, my hand went to the hilt of my sword as Lightning arcs dancing around my figure.

"Lightning Magic: Thunderclap and Flash~"

In an instant, I unsheathed my sword, a bolt of raw energy coursing through me as I propelled myself forward with blinding speed. The world around me seemed to slow, and all I could focus on was the target before me. Seraphina's eyes widened in shock as I closed the distance, the air crackling with electric tension.

But just as quickly as I appeared, I was gone—sheathing my sword in one fluid motion. The classroom erupted in gasps, and the students instinctively stepped back, a mix of awe and fear etched on their faces.

Seraphina stood frozen, her smirk vanished, replaced by a look of genuine surprise. "What—what was that?" she stammered, the playful glint in her eyes replaced by something more serious.

"Don't play games with me, Seraphina," I said, my voice low and unwavering. "You might think you can manipulate others with your tricks, but I'm not some pawn in your little games. You've crossed a line."

The electric charge in the air simmered down, but my heart raced as I maintained my gaze on her, ready to react if she tried anything else. "I suggest you watch yourself. If you pull a stunt like that again, you won't be so lucky next time."

"Lucky?" she repeated incredulously, her confidence flickering like a candle in the wind. "You think that was lucky—" A thin crimson line stretched from her cheek as blood dripped down her face, a stark reminder of the danger she had provoked. She touched the wound, her eyes narrowing in realization. The students around us gasped, some murmuring in disbelief, while others exchanged anxious glances.

"I didn't mean to—" she began, but I cut her off, my voice like steel.

"You don't get to play the victim now, Seraphina. You think this is just a game?" I stepped forward, my presence looming over her. "You wanted to toy with my mind, to pull me into your illusions. You need to understand that some people won't bend to your whims."

Seraphina blinked, caught off guard by the sudden shift in the atmosphere. The playful banter was gone, replaced by an undeniable tension that hung in the air. "I—I was just trying to lighten the mood," she stuttered, her bravado fading. "I never wanted to hurt you."

"Too late for that," I said, my voice low and steady. The energy crackling around me faded slightly, but my anger still simmered beneath the surface.

Professor Lincoln burst into the room, his expression fierce as he surveyed the scene. "What's going on here?" he demanded, eyes locking onto the blood trickling down Seraphina's cheek.

"She tried to manipulate my mind, and I responded," I stated, my tone unwavering. "Her actions have consequences."

Lincoln's gaze shifted between us, assessing the situation with an authority that silenced the murmurs from the other students. "Samael, while I understand your frustration, using your magic against another student—"

"She crossed a line first!" I interrupted, unwilling to back down. "I won't let anyone take advantage of me or my powers."

"Enough!" Lincoln's voice boomed, cutting through the tension. "Seraphina, you are to report to the infirmary immediately. Your actions today are unacceptable. Samael, while you are justified in your anger, I expect you to exercise control over your abilities. This is a place of learning, not a battlefield."

Seraphina shot me a glare filled with anger and humiliation as she wiped the blood from her face, leaving a streak across her fingers. She turned and stormed out, her friends trailing behind her, casting furtive glances back at me.

I stood rooted in place, my heart still pounding in my chest. The thrill of the confrontation hung in the air, but so did the weight of my actions. Had I gone too far?

"Samael," Lincoln said, his voice dropping to a calmer tone. "I understand that you feel provoked, but remember that your reputation is at stake. It's important to handle conflicts with wisdom, not just power."

"I know," I replied, the adrenaline from the confrontation beginning to fade, replaced by a sense of uncertainty. "I just... I don't like being treated like I'm weak or a fool."

"You are anything but weak," he assured me, placing a hand on my shoulder. "But every action has consequences. You need to decide how you want to face your opponents, even those who are beneath you in strength. Use your mind as well as your magic, and remember that growth comes from overcoming challenges—not just in proving your power."

I nodded, though I still felt a simmering anger. Seraphina's manipulation, her arrogance, it grated against my resolve.

"Go on," Lincoln said, gesturing toward the door. "Take a moment to gather yourself. The day is still young, and there are many lessons left to learn."

As I stepped outside, the sunlight greeted me, and the chatter of students filled the air. I took a deep breath, trying to ground myself.

Lily approached, her brow furrowed in concern. "Samael, are you okay? That was... intense."

"I'll be fine," I assured her, though I could feel the tension still coiling in my muscles. "Just dealing with some... complications."

"Complications, huh? More like drama," she replied, a hint of a smile breaking through her concern. "You handled it well, though. Seraphina needed to be put in her place."

I smirked, feeling a little lighter despite everything. "It's just frustrating. She thinks she can toy with everyone because of her illusions."

Lily nodded, her expression serious. "Just be careful. People like her won't take rejection lightly. She might come back with a vengeance."

"Let her try," I replied, the determination in my voice solidifying. "I won't back down from a challenge."

"Just promise me you'll think before you act next time," she said, her eyes searching mine. "You don't need to prove anything to anyone."

I sighed, recognizing the truth in her words. "I know. I just can't stand being underestimated."

"I get it," she said softly, placing a reassuring hand on my arm. "But you have more strength than you realize. You don't always need to show it with magic or speed. Sometimes, wisdom is the most powerful weapon."

"Wisdom," I echoed, contemplating her words. It was a lesson I'd need to keep close. The balance of power and control was a delicate one, and I was still learning to navigate it.

"Come on," Lily said, her voice brightening. "Everyone are already in the cafeteria, Let's grab something to eat. You need to recharge after all that drama."

I chuckled, allowing her infectious energy to lift my spirits. "Alright, but if Seraphina shows up, I'm not promising I won't give her another reason to fume."

"Deal," she said, grinning as we made our way toward the cafeteria.

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[To Be Continued]

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