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Prevot spoke to me with a condescending tone, his expression one of triumph. Olivia, hiding behind Prevot, seemed somewhat reassured by his confident demeanor.

From this situation, I could pretty much predict what was going to happen next.

Although the academy has a rule that everyone is equal regardless of rank or commoner status, in reality, the rule is hardly upheld. Commoners are looked down upon, while those with higher titles tend to flaunt their status.

Given this, the fact that Prevot, who holds a lower title than mine, was addressing me condescendingly, and that Olivia was siding with him, made the situation clear.

“So, Olivia, have you decided to break off our engagement and instead get engaged to this incompetent fool?” I preempted them.

By saying it first, I could minimize the impression of sour grapes that would come if I were to respond defensively later.

Although my usual speech pattern could reveal that I had regained my past life’s memories, which could cause various complications, I chose to speak as I always had. Prevot, after all, was genuinely irritating me, so my provocations weren’t entirely an act.

“Guh… If you already know, then this will be quick. As you said, as of today, your engagement to Olivia is broken, and she is now engaged to me. No matter how much you or your family protest or throw tantrums, this decision is final and cannot be overturned!”

“Huh? Are you stupid?”

“Say whatever you want. It’s all just the whining of a sore loser!”

“No, didn’t you consider that I might use my family’s wealth and power to hire high-ranking adventurers to take your family and close ones hostage?”

As I said this, the color drained from Prevot’s and Olivia’s faces.

Clearly, they hadn’t thought that far ahead, and I couldn’t help but sigh.

“Gu…! This is the consequence of all the things you’ve done to make Olivia miserable! You disgrace to the noble class!”

Prevot tried to provoke my pride to prevent me from acting rashly, implying, “Surely, a duke’s son wouldn’t stoop to such low behavior?”

While it was true I had done things deserving of such criticism, I wondered about the substantial financial aid my family had provided to Olivia’s family. What would happen to that now?