13 Prologue 13 (2/2)

”Sure!”

”What about you? Is that fine with you?”

”I don't mind.”

”Good. There is an empty parking lot not too far away. Should we go?”

I finished my last dish and got up. Following Lydia, we got to a parking lot. There were only two cars in a corner and a street lamp. Why I was doing this? There was no real need for me to help them. But I felt like it. I was like them when I got to the hunting grounds for the first time, full confidence, choking on my new gained power.

But I was a lot stronger than them.

Just like Jackson helped me. I want to help them. It was the right thing to do.

Lydia took her phone and started recording, she asked both of if we agree to the fight and confirmed that there are observers. That was done to make sure everything was legal. Only like that, we wouldn't get in trouble, but if we destroy anything we need to pay ourselves.

”Are the two of you ready?”

””Yes.””

”Begin.”

Hannah started to murmur to cast a spell. There was no need for me to hurry, but my training with master thought me otherwise. Manifesting the Soul Image, I dashed towards her garbed her hand and threw her over. She landed on her back and started to cough. The landing pushed all the air from her lungs.

The fight was over before she could do anything. Travis, Isabella, and Maddison were shocked. After all, they were the strongest of the first years.

”Travis, you guys take her back to the hotel. Go to sleep and rest for tomorrow.”

”Yes, Lydia.”

After they left Lydia stayed behind.

”Thanks for that. It will make my life a lot easier.”

”I just wanted to help them.”

”And you did. Especially Hannah, freshmen, are always arrogant. Fourth years always then need to save them.”

”It wouldn't be a problem for you.”

I don't know how, but I knew, she was strong, stronger than Jackson or me. She had this air around her, similar to the guy that killed the Sky Panther back then. This was the level of fourth years at the University of Martial and Arcane arts, the best university in the country. It's no surprise that they would send freshman out like this.

”Will you join us tomorrow? You look like you know what you're doing, and it would make my job easier.”

”No. I'm fine.”

”I will pay.”

”… How much?”

”50.”

”200.”

”100.”

”125. But I won't escort them back.”

”No problem, tomorrow at 10 in front of MCA.”

”See you tomorrow then.”