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Chapter 32: To the rescue!

“What’s taking John so long?” Elliot muttered, wondering what’s taking John so long.

“I think he’s stuck in the commotion going on behind you.” Theo Rose said, pointing at a group of boys surrounding someone with dark brown hair.

“Huh?!”

Elliot turned to look at the source of the commotion, only to witness John getting bullied by a group of second-year students, and Elliot’s eyes narrowed in anger, deep frown lines appearing on his forehead.

“John? Those bastards!” He said in anger as he stood up from his chair, standing at a distance of more than a few meters behind the group of students surrounding John.

“What?” Theo’s eyebrows raised in surprise. “Are you going to interfere and help him?”

Elliot nodded his head and said, “They need to know that they can’t mess with me, my friends, or my acquaintance.”

He turned around to head towards them to help John, when a moment later, Theo teleported by his side.

“Good! Let’s teach them some manners.” Theo Rose said, a smile on his face.

“You are coming too?” Elliot asked Theo while making his way towards John.

Theo blinked his eyes, agreeing with his word, and said, “They need to know who’s the true boss around here.”

He wanted to bite into the sweet bread and taste some honey milk, but now both those items were sprawled on the floor. This pissed Theo off big time, and he wanted repayment!

At the same time, John finished cleaning the asshole’s shoe.

“Senior, can I go now?” He asked with hard-to-control rage burning in his heart.

“Haha, sure!” Len said, lifting his hand off John’s shoulder.

John felt as if a heavy boulder have gotten lifted off his shoulder, and he breathed out in relief, finally standing up from his kneeling position and suddenly feeling stinging pain coming from his knees.

This bastard, Len, intentionally used his strength to bruised them, John thought in his mind, taking a step away from Len with a head lowered in disappointment and shame.

“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.