Chapter 32: To the rescue! (2/2)

”Look at that son of a whore walking away like a damn dog. It's so funny!” Len exclaimed loudly for the people around them to hear it.

”Pfft!!!”

His friends laughed out loud.

At the same time, as John heard those words, his palms balled into a fist, and his eyes twitched in uncontrollable rage as he turned around to look at Len, ”I don't care what you say to me, but you have no right to say a single word against my mother. Apologize!”

”Did I say something wrong? Your mother hooked up with an unknown man and gave birth to you out of wedlock. She is the biggest disgrace to the magician community. For all we know, your father might very well be a damned Hollow! If she isn't a whore then what is she? And what the hell are you gonna do about it? Use your pathetic little strength to beat me up? You don't have what it takes to defend the reputation of your whore mother! Haha--”

PA*

Just as he was saying bad shit about John's mother, a hard slap landed on his face. The impact of the slap created a clapping noise that thundered throughout the cafeteria and sounded in everyone's ears.

”Don't talk shit about my mother,” John said as he landed a hit on Len's face, followed by a strike on the guts.

However, Lamaze grabbed his fist before it could land on Len's stomach and used his other hand to throw a compressed ball of blue energy towards John. It hit John on the chest and threw him a few feet away.

”Ugh!” John drops to the ground and curls up in pain, feeling as if his rib cage is going to shatter.

Len, on the other hand, lost the evil grin on his face, feeling disgraced at getting slapped by a fucking Hollow, who can only be the slaves of awakened Magicians!

”You bastard! How dare a mere slave like you hit me!” Len said as he stepped up to John, raised his leg, and stomped it straight down at his face.

Seeing the foot coming towards him with such a speed that there's no way he would be able to avoid it, John's face turns ghastly white, and he subconsciously closes his eyes out of fear.

It is impossible for him to move out of the way of the attack, so he hurried to cover his face with his arms. Still, he knows that he would be injured badly!

”Who the hell?!”

Just as Len's vicious attack was going to land on top of John's arms crossed together to protect his face, John hears Len's voice of disbelief sounding in his ears.