A God Killed Me By Accident, But I Reincarnated As The 4th Son Of The Marquis Volume 12 Chapter 17: Runts Of The Pack

Volu 12 Chapter 17: Runts Of The Pack

"Eh?" His words caught the others by surprise. He wasn't going to do anything. lor frowned, “Where’s the I will beat everything up attitude you have?” That was his go-to for everything. He would take them out and beat them left and right if he really wanted to do things. He didn’t need to care about what others had thought about him.

“I would love to punch out the guy who caused this ss. But I doubt that doing that would be helpful.” Keith frowned as he said this. That was when Herrick muttered, “Because the others from F-class would be taking the brunt of it, right?”

"Indeed." Keith nodded.

"Ah,"

"If you make a move, then everyone else would probably be caught as collateral." Keith should be the cause of it. From what he heard, the F-class students didn't get that much hate before. This happening was probably due to him joining.

"The best thing for to do is to keep quiet." Keith knew if he made a move, the F-class students would be hard. And Keith couldn't be by their side all the ti. So, the best course was to let this happen and hope it stopped.

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Sam was heading ho from his classes. Despite what occurred, he tried his best to keep his head in the air. He looked down at the drawings that he made. He still had hope as he rembered Keith's words. His words had given him a sense of value. But as he continued to walk down to the hallway,

“Well, if it isn’t a loser F-class student.” Sam looked up to see that it was a bunch of B-class students. The sa ones who had called them out and were afraid of Keith as he glared at them with dark eyes.

“How could you be so chipper when all of this had happened?”

“Haha, what a loser.”

“What’s that in your hand?” Noticing how Sam grasped onto the notebook, he realized sothing was off. Sam’s grip only tightened further on the notebook, which caused them to laugh.

“Hah?”

“What kind of drawings are these?!”

“Do you think you’re so sort of great being with drawings like this?”

“…” Sam couldn’t say anything. That was when they started to rip the paper in their hands. They continued to rip it as they laughed in his face, “You’re nothing more than trash. And that’s only what you’re going to be from now on. Don’t think you can be anything besides that!” The B-class students didn’t say anything but walked away.

“…” Sam didn’t say anything as he stared at what had happened. But that was all he could do.

"Clara, I heard that your students had their classroom graffiti. Too bad, and here I thought things like this wouldn't happen. But to think it did.” This person’s words may have sounded like comfort. But it was anything but that. It was filled with ridicule and spite.

Even so of the professors murmured,

“Ingelm is bullying Clara again.”

“Seriously. Why is he always targeting her.”

“Where is Aidiun?”

“He's running away from the headmaster, and the deputy headmaster is trying to stop it.”

“Ingelm, stop trying to pester Clara.” But there were a few who had stepped up. Tennol stood forward while Shire's eyes narrowed as he watched. It was clear they would step up.

“I'm only saying this, senior Tennol. The only reason why F-class is being attacked so much is because they are the runts of the pack.”

Clara’s eyes dropped down when she heard that.

At the end of the day, Keith and Muriel were in the library. That was when Muriel stated, "I'm sorry about what happened to your class, Keith."

"Thank you."

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