Chapter 31: Second-years (1/2)

John Crimson grabbed some items for himself, Theo, and Elliot from the lady at the counter, placing them on a tray. Then, he turned around, looked that they were sitting at a table near the exit, and started to walk towards them. He was heading back to their table, but in the middle of the way back to his newfound friends, someone intentionally tripped him over, knocking him down to the floor of the cafeteria and causing the contents of the tray to sprawl all over him and soiling his uniform.

”Ugh.”

John grimaced in discomfort after he fell to the floor of the cafeteria. The cafeteria was pretty big and contained two floors. The freshmen and second-year students used the first floor, while only second-year students could step onto the second floor and take a seat there. The students here to take a bite or just chat crowded both the floors.

As John was trying to stand up from the floor, a haughty voice sounded in his ears.

”Look what we have here! It's the Hollow from the Crimson Magician family.”

Ever since the start of the new age and the birth of magicians, there have been families that explored a lot of Xavier, deserted settlements of the ancient civilization, completed their trials, salvaged a lot of technology, magic knowledge, and so on, and also produced a lot of magicians, they are called magician families!

The iron rule of magician families is the same as magician communities. The strong get to decide what happens to the weak!

John belonged to one such family, and being a Hollow didn't help his case. Still, he benefited greatly from having a magician mother belonging to the Crimson Magicians Family. He got money and could purchase things that others can't. Of course, he was still bullied and despised by people a lot as he was a weakling.

”Why the hell did you trip me over?” John stood up to glare at the student sitting at the edge of the table next to him as he was sure that he is the one who tripped him over. However, his eyes immediately lost strength and anger as he realized that he is a second-year student of the magician academy, a being far powerful than himself.

”Hey, what did you say?” Len said in a rough voice, looking at John in disdain.

”I-I said nothing.” John lied through his teeth, worried that he might get beaten to a pulp if he dares to put up a strong front when he doesn't have an equal amount of strength to back it up.

”That's what I thought,” Len said, accepting the lie that John hadn't said a thing with a sly smile on his white face.

”I will be taking my leave now,” John said, trying to get away from here as fast as possible.

”Did I allow you to leave?”

As those words sounded in John's ears, John felt someone's hands on his shoulder. With a quick look behind him, he noticed that it's Len.

”What? Ugh!”

John moaned in pain as Len suddenly applied a great deal of force on his shoulder, pushing him down to the ground and forcing him on his knees.

”Why? Why are you doing this to me?” John asked as he raised his head to look at Len.