Whoosh!
Black smoke billowed outward, and Geran's scorched figure ca into clear view.
He stood there with a blank expression before collapsing to the ground, losing consciousness completely.
The smoke continued to pour from his body, making him look utterly pitiful.
The courtyard fell into silence. Everyone stared at the scene in shock.
Ronald took a deep breath and appeared right beside Geran.
He checked Geran's condition and let out a sigh of relief when he confird he was still alive.
"Leona," he called.
"Yes, Vice Principal!"
Leona hurried over.
"Take Geran to the dical room. Stay with him and make sure he recovers. Understand?"
Leona didn't dare object. With the help of the other students, she carried Geran to the dical room in the main building.
Ronald stood up and turned toward rlin with a stern expression.
"rlin Clay, do you understand what you just did?" he asked coldly.
rlin wasn't intimidated by his gaze. He straightened his uniform and replied casually, "I do. And I don't think I did anything wrong. What do you think, vice principal?"
A playful smile curled across his lips.
From the start, rlin hadn't intended to hit Geran that hard. But Geran had attacked first—aiming to kill.
If not for the shield rlin had created, that strike would have left him severely injured.
So, rlin didn't feel even the slightest guilt.
Ronald stared at him for a mont, then shook his head.
"Don't do that again. Understand?"
rlin only smiled and gave a small nod.
Ronald said nothing else and turned away.
"Everyone, the party is over. Return to your rooms."
As soon as he finished speaking, he vanished from where he stood. The professors followed after him, leaving the students behind with dazed expressions.
"Tsk! rlin Clay is insanely strong!" y praised in admiration. "Do you think you can defeat him, Trigard?"
Trigard forced a smile and rubbed his nose.
"It's hard to say unless I fight him directly. But rlin Clay really is strong. I'm not confident I could win against him," he admitted honestly.
He could tell rlin was still holding back, and that alone made the boy terrifying.
anwhile, Geran had already unleashed all his power and even used his ultimate attack.
Yet it still couldn't harm rlin at all. Since Geran was slightly stronger than him, Trigard could already imagine how a fight between himself and rlin would end.
"Hmmm… That makes sense. rlin Clay really is an anomaly. I'm sure the battle for the seven rings will only get more interesting from here on," y whispered, her eyes filled with anticipation.
Rose, standing beside her, remained silent. However, her face carried a seriousness she had never shown before.
"Let's go," Arta said, turning to leave.
Coming to this welco party hadn't been a mistake. The person who had caught his attention had finally appeared.
Still, he knew this wasn't the right ti to intervene.
Perhaps in a month… only then would he act personally and challenge rlin Clay.
Trigard nodded and followed after him.
"Let's go," y chid in as well, pulling Rose along.
Rosaline studied rlin for a mont, then turned away and left too.
"Wait, Sister!" Lucius stopped her at once. "Why are you leaving!? Didn't you say you'd help ?"
His face twisted with frustration and disappointnt. He had thought Geran could defeat rlin—maybe even kill him.
But instead, Geran had been completely crushed.
Fear of rlin's revenge welled up inside him. He was certain rlin already knew he was the one who had provoked Geran into attacking.
Rosaline halted and turned to him with a cold gaze.
"Don't worry. rlin Clay won't escape . But I can't act right now. You need to understand my position, Lucius."
Lucius froze. He rembered his sister's status—one of the Seven Ring Bearers.
If she took direct action against rlin, she would beco the target of everyone's criticism.
In the end, Lucius could only fall silent and lower his head.
Rosaline shook her head and was about to leave when a teasing voice ca from behind her.
"Wait, Rosaline Hexaris. Are you really going to leave just like that?"
She stiffened, then turned around and saw rlin walking toward her with a faint smile.
The students who were about to return to their dorms imdiately stopped, their eyes lighting up as they stared at the two of them.
"Could they be about to fight?" one of them asked excitedly.
Rosaline was far stronger than Geran, and rlin was the strongest among the first batch.
Just imagining the two of them facing off was enough to make him tremble with excitent.
"That seems impossible," another student replied, shaking his head. "Don't you rember the bet in the hall earlier? Geran lost, which ans Rosaline has to give up a million contribution points."
Right after he said that, rlin stopped in front of Rosaline and extended his right hand.
"You haven't forgotten, have you?"
Rosaline furrowed her brows and stared at him sharply.
Seeing that, Lucius's irritation instantly vanished, replaced by delight.
He had even considered provoking his sister to hate rlin even more.
But unexpectedly, rlin had walked straight into his own grave. It made Lucius's job much easier.
"Wait a mont, rlin Clay!"
y suddenly ran toward him and stood in front of rlin with her arms outstretched, as if blocking him from approaching Rosaline.
"What do you an by demanding that from Rosaline?"
rlin glanced at her calmly and explained, "Earlier, Geran and I made a bet, and Rosaline promised one million contribution points. What's wrong with collecting it now?"
y pursed her lips in dissatisfaction. Crossing her arms over her chest, she retorted, "That was just a baseless bet. It wasn't officially recorded, so let's just forget about it."
Her shaless words made the surrounding students feel disgusted. Only now did they realize that y, who had always seed innocent and adorable, could actually be this annoying.
"How pathetic. A second-year senior dares to act so shalessly. Have you lost all sense of sha?"
A mocking voice sounded from behind rlin.
y turned toward the voice and saw Margaret approaching with a disgusted smile on her face.
Luna, Monica, Liora, and Catrine followed behind her. Each of them looked displeased with y and Rosaline.
"Margaret, you—"
y felt her anger flare and was about to act, but Rose suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
"Don't act impulsively. You'll only embarrass yourself," Rose warned.
"But rlin is truly shaless. He dared to demand a million contribution points from Rosaline. How can I stay silent?" y protested.
Rose rolled her eyes. y was sotis smart, but other tis she could be irrational and foolish.
Still, what y said wasn't wrong. One million contribution points were an outrageous amount—even for seniors like them.
Rosaline was their friend, and they couldn't let her be wronged.
Rose took a deep breath, then said, "How about we reduce the amount to 200,000? A million is too much. But don't worry—we can guarantee no one will bother you in this academy."
Behind her calm tone was a clear hint of arrogance.
As one of the Seven Ring Bearers, Rosaline held great power within the academy. With her protection, rlin could live in peace, and no one would dare cause him trouble.
Margaret knitted her brows, about to speak, but rlin stopped her first.
"Protection, huh? Now that's funny," he mocked.
Rose raised an eyebrow. "What do you an?"
rlin looked at her calmly and asked, "Senior Rose, may I ask you sothing a bit sensitive?"
Rose didn't answer, but her silence was an unspoken consent.
"You're currently at the Fourth Spirit Core level, right? Did you know I'm at that level too? And I'm only thirteen—two years younger than you. If I'm given a full year, not just six months, I could surpass you and even Rosaline. When that happens, are you sure I'll still need the protection you're talking about?" rlin said with a mocking smile.
In truth, rlin could break through to the Fourth Spirit Core level even faster than before. His understanding of magic was already deep, and his combat experience was no small thing either.
However, he felt his foundation still wasn't solid enough, despite the system repeatedly telling him he was ready to break through.
Eventually, he asked the system for help and successfully broke through to that level.
Getting protection under Rosaline's na?
That was nothing but nonsense.
With his current strength, he was already among the top first- and second-year students. If he wanted to, he could even participate in the future competition for the Seven Rings—and he was confident he could win.
Rose's face darkened when she heard his arrogant, self-assured words.
"You…"
Just as she was about to say sothing, Rosaline suddenly tapped her shoulder, stopping her.
"Where's your ID card?"
rlin smiled broadly, then took out his card and showed it to her.
Rosaline took out her own card and swiped it. Instantly, one million contribution points were transferred.
Without saying another word, Rosaline put her card away and turned to leave.
However, she didn't forget to warn him.
"I hope you can still act this arrogant in the future. Otherwise, it would be very disappointing, and everything you said just now would amount to nothing but empty talk."
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