Chapter 296: Beef (2/2)

”Hmmm?” Moby raised an eyebrow. ”Why is that? Do you have something against me? Is it because seeing an orphan from a poor family like me thrive and go big places in life makes your blood boil? Or, is it something else? So many people at my old school were simply jealous of my fame and wanted to beat me to bring me down and push themselves up. So, tell me, Rigrit. Are you jealous too?”

Yet, as soon as Moby finished his speech, he heard a loud *Ding* coming from his watch. And, as he looked down, he noticed what was written on its screen.

[ Student Rigrit Oswald has challenged you to a 1 vs 1 duel. Weapons are allowed and time limit is 3 minutes. ]

”I don't feel like answering for myself! Just accept the duel and let's let our fists do the talking!”

”But, you said weapons are allowed...”

”You know what I mean! Just accept the damn duel pussy!”

The crowd around them was quiet, yet the whispers became more and more frequent, with looks of excitement on their faces.

”I refuse this fight!” Moby's answer seemed to have caught everyone by surprise.

”WHY!? Are you really a pussy then!?”

Moby bore a look of calmness despite his opponent's outrage, yet, he could not vail his annoyance to the ones with a keen eye.

”I don't care, call me a pussy all you like. But, think about it like this… I know nothing about your powers or ability, and you know everything about mine since I was on national TV. How would that be a fair fight? Knowledge is key in battle. And besides, I think starting a fight on the first day of school is not a good idea.”

The crowd that was previously in outrage suddenly realized the circumstances of the fight, even though many of them were in understanding before. It all made sense after all.

”W-why you!”

In that instant, Moby felt pulses of energy emerge from Rigrit's body.

'What the hell!? Is he really about to attack me!?' He thought, instinctively taking up a defensive stance, ready for whatever unknown attack was going to come his way.

Yet, that was when a massive gust of wind erupted from out of nowhere, and in the next instant, there was someone else in that circle surrounded by the crowd.

He seemed almost like an angel swooping in from heaven, his grace was immaculate. He landed with two feet on the ground, around his same height and a hand tightly grabbing Regrit's shoulders.

”Calm down boy, now is not the time for this… The opening event is about to start…”

His soft, almost child-like face was white as snow, bearing a handsome, almost shining glow. His golden eyes were keen and bore a certain radiance and calmness to his look. His short hair was completely silver, not from age but as a natural colour, flowing nicely to the bottom of his eyes.

”Let go of me pu-” Rigrit roared before meeting the man's golden gaze, with slight sweat running down his face, knowing at a simple glance that he was no match.

”Tch! Fine! You're saved this time Kane…” He scoffed and walked away, shaking the man's grip from his shoulders, the crowd making a path for him.

'Who is this guy?' Moby thought, extremely interested in the man ahead of him. When he tried to listen in on the crowd around him for insight they seemed to be just as confused as he was. Many people here seemed completely unknown due to their families hiding their identities and secrets for elite school and he seemed to be no different.

”Hey! Thanks I guess but you really didn't have to do that. He was really no threat to me,”

That was when their gazes met, and Moby felt a small jolt and an odd feeling in his stomach and lurched heart looking into his golden eyes… He did not know what it was or how to describe it, it was not fear. It was something unlike he ever experienced in his life…

And, just as quickly as the man came, he also left, jumping up from the crowd like a flash with a deep sigh and a slight look of hatred.

'Avilia… Did you… Feel that?'

'...'

'Yeah… I did… My sensing powers have been really wonky ever since I was put in this necklace, but there is definitely something off about that man…'

That was when their conversation was cut short by the school bell that echoed in all of their ears, followed up by the loud screaming of a woman coming from the top of the school building, grabbing everyone's attention to up above.

”Greeting Students! I will be your new principal! Rayna Davis! And welcome, to the Alexander Davis School of Elites!”