115 Bullying & Meeting (2/2)
The two headed off to the central district.
”F*ck, there are so many commoners here.” Carson cursed. Where can he find the Saintess among these piles of filth.
A ball rolled towards them and stained his shoe, before a child followed suit to fetch it.
”Big brother, can you return my ball?” The child asked politely.
”Little runt, how dare you stain my shoes with your commoner filth!” Carson said contemptuously and kicked ball at the child.
”Ahhh...”
The child was sent flying by the force of the ball and knocked unconscious.
”Nooo! My child!” A mother cried. She ran over and hugged her poor child.
”Bastard, how could you raise your hand against a child!?” The father grabbed the young noble's clothes cursed furiously.
The crowd was equally furious at the overbearing nature and unreasonableness of the young noble. They just went through life and death together, making them feel closer to one another and more united. The injustice the father felt, they felt it too. Their blood boiled.
”Hmph! I didn't raise my hand! I raised my foot! And don't touch me, commoner! You are all trash to me!” Carson kicked the father flying away too.
The father coughed up blood after landing some distance away.
”Hubby!” The mother cried out for her husband too. Why was this happening? Why!?
After reaching the Upper District, she thought her family could enjoy the safety and protection of the nobles… but no! She was dead wrong! Her family had just suffered unexpected and intolerable bullying by the nobles!
The mother flashed the young nobles a look filled with hatred.
Sean watched by side indifferently. He didn't take any stance, but it was clear that he agreed with what his classmate just said. As nobles, they naturally looked down on commoners.
”If you are not here to help, then please go away. Don't cause any more trouble.” A cold, but heavenly voice interrupted.
Carson and Sean gave each other a look of surprise.
This voice… so delightful… so captivating… so transcendental…
”I thought they were exaggerating, but this voice is definitely otherworldly.” Carson was enraptured. He did not noticed the cold undertone. Even if the person turns out to be a pig, he had to take her home. Find authorized novels in Webnovel,faster updates, better experience,Please clickfor visiting.
”Hmm… I'm interested in seeing what this Saintess looks like. Why does she hides her face?” Sean rubbed his chin thoughtfully, before pushing his classmate aside and stepped in front.
Carson was immediately gloomy, but watched on silently. If his classmate resort to forceful methods, he could intervene like a hero saving the beauty.
”You must be the Saintess. This young master has taken a liking to you. Hehehe, let me see what kind of beauty you are.”
Sean reached out his hand towards Aria's hair cover domineeringly. He did not put up any guard whatsoever. How strong can a commoner be anyway?
The nearby Golden Lion Gang members and commoners immediately wanted to help.
'How dare this person lay his hand our boss's woman!'
”How dare you disrespect the Saintess!'
However, Aria raised a hand to stopped them. She looked at the young noble coldly as his hand drifted closer and closer.
When it got within two inches of her face, it was stopped by her grip.
”Ahh… such silky smooth and tender hands… but aren't you a cold beauty? Hehehe… however I like playing with cold ones… Your strength is not enough to stop me, miss Saintess.” Sean said smugly. He exerted more strength, but his expression soon froze in disbelief.
W-W-Why can't I move my hand? Is she more powerful than me? Impossible!
He exerted all his strength, but his hand wouldn't budge. The Saintess's grip was like a pair of iron pliers holding it in place.
”You… You…” Sean started to sweat. He thought he was picking on a soft flower, but it seems he had kicked an iron plate.
Suddenly, his hand felt extremely cold… bone-chillingly cold. It followed by a painful itch running through his entire body like being pricked by a thousand needles. It was electrifying!
”AHH! Unhand me at once!” Sean screamed painfully as his hair stood on end.
Aria only released he grip after lashing out a kick to send him flying.
'Hmph! Only my man can touch me! No one else!'
Her kick was very vicious. She had broken several of his bones and the pain banished his consciousness into the realm of darkness.
Aria flashed a similar cold look at Carson.
”Erm… We'll be on our way… sorry for the trouble.” Carson fearfully apologized before picking up his buddy and attempted to leave.
But he was similarly kicked flying before he could. The sound of bone cracking could be heard.
Carson endured the pained and quickly left with the unconscious Sean. Today was a painful lesson for him.
Don't look down on commoners!
She was no longer a soft persimmon that could be squished by others.
Her strength had grown explosively along with her confidence and reached the 7th step. Furthermore, she was an ice-lightning user! If Leon knew, he would be left gaping in shock. How was that possible!?
In fact, Aria didn't know why herself, but it was really fast during the storming period. By now, it had already slowed back down to normal rate.
”Thank you, Saintess, for addressing my family's grievance.” The mother kowtowed wholeheartedly with gratitude. She was tearfully grateful to the Saintess for righting the injustice.
Aria shook her head. ”There's no need for this. Please get up. I just did what had to be done.”
”We should take a look are your husband and child. It doesn't seem good.”
”Right… right… my hubby and child.”
The mother was reminded and scrambled back to them.
”This… this doesn't look good. That young noble was too heavy-handed.” A middle-aged doctor shook his head and said after he inspected the father. ”I'm afraid only the Divine Doctor can cure this kind of injury quickly, otherwise his life will be forfeited.”
The father suffered broken bones and damaged organs. Aria knew this and returned the favor in kind to the young nobles, but their situation were worlds apart.
The young nobles had stronger vitality and natural recovery speed as awakeners, but the father didn't.
The mother wailed wretchedly when she heard the doctor's diagnosis. What can a weak woman like her do once her husband is gone?
”Make way, make way! I can help him.”
Teacher Lina arrived. She had been helping nearby when the commotion drew her attention.
”Young lady, it's no use. He needs a miraculous pill from the Divine Doctor.” The middle-aged doctor advised her to save her from wasting her efforts.
However, the mother didn't care about the doctor's statement and clung to whatever little hope there was.
”Please save my husband! I beg you!” The mother grasped on to Lina and pleaded desperately.
”Don't worry, aunty. I promise I will be able to save your husband.” Lina smiled warmly and kindly.
The middle-aged doctor sighed. Young people are always overly confident until they wake up to the harsh reality.
Lina hovered her hand over the husband's chest and a halo of pale green light softly illuminated on his body like the gentle coming of spring. The husband's painful expression slowly relaxed as a pleasantly feeling washed over him.
In a few short moments, he was back on his feet and good as new. The child regained consciousness after a similar repeat of process.
The doctor's eyes widened with great surprise along with the crowd. Such miraculous healing without the use of medicinal pills. He didn't care about the redness of his face
Was this the legendary wood ability of the Greene family? When could they heal others?
This… This was a real saint!
Crowd looked back and forth between Lina and Aria with utmost worship.
Two Saintess! Healing both mind and body!
”Hi, I'm Aria. Thank you for what you did for the people. You are a real saint!”
Aria said gratefully. She would have been in a bind if not for Lina's timely arrival. She never thought she was deserving of her title as she couldn't heal people.
”Hi, I'm Lina. Thank you. I just did what I can with this ability of mine.” Lina smiled as she accepted the handshake.
The two had admired each other for being able to help the common people in these difficult times.