"Fight!" Amy's eyes lit up, but she quickly covered her mouth. She turned around and whispered to Ignatsu, "Wait a minute, I'll come out."
"Okay." Ignatsu nodded.
Amy quickly snuck out of the magic room. She looked at Ignatsu with a smile, and said, "Little Bean Sprout, someone actually wants to fight with you?"
"Yes, and it's a group fight. The kind where a lot of people fight together." Ignatsu nodded.
"Why would they want to fight with you? Can't they just beat you up? You don't look like you can beat anyone at all. "Amy asked three questions in a row.
"Am I really that weak?" Ignatsu felt like he had been dealt a heavy blow, but he quickly shrugged. A hint of helplessness appeared on his chubby face, and he said, "When I came to school this morning, the Little Tyrant Gang bullied me and Daphne, and they wanted us to give them all our pocket money. Because I couldn't beat them, I asked them to fight with me. "
Amy's little face stiffened, and she said angrily, "How dare they bully Daphne? Let's go, I'll beat them until they cry."
"No, no, not now. We've already agreed to settle it in the alley outside the school after school today. It's against the rules if we go now." Ignatsu hurriedly stopped Amy, and shook his head anxiously. The little bean sprout on top of his head also swayed.
"Okay, then tell them not to leave after school." Amy nodded.
"That's what they just told me …" Ignatsu said meekly.
* Ring ring ring *
The bell for class rang.
"I'm going to class first. Remember to come after school —" The little fatty was shocked. He waved at Amy, and ran toward the classroom.
"I really don't know what to do with you guys. Looks like there's too little homework." Amy sighed, and turned to go back to the magic room.
"What's wrong? That little fatty asked little Amy to fight with him?" Crassus asked with a smile as soon as Amy entered the room.
"Yes, Little Beansprout said that someone bullied him and Daphne and even wanted to beat them up. Master, should I help them?" Amy nodded honestly.
"Being able to help and protect our friends in times of need is the purpose of learning magic." Crassus nodded with a smile. However, he continued, "However, the students of Chaos School can still be considered as enemies. Even if you attack them, you have to restrain yourself. Just give them a light punishment. Don't make things worse."
"Small punishment? Can't we just kill them all? "Amy was a little puzzled.
"That's right. We will only use the most powerful means to kill those who threaten your life and the lives of your friends. Amy will need to learn how to observe and analyze the situation in order to protect the people you want to protect without bringing trouble to others, "Crassus said with a smile.
Amy thought for a moment and asked, "But if you can solve the problem with a fireball, why go through so much trouble? If I can't use the most powerful magic, then why do I have to keep learning more powerful magic? "
"Learning more powerful magic is so that when you meet more powerful opponents, you will have the same ability to deal with them. This is the upper limit." Crassus shook his head with a smile. "Of course, a problem that can be solved with a fireball is not a problem at all."
"Then, those fellows who bullied Little Beansprout and Daphne, what are they? Weak and detestable opponents? "
"No, they just don't have enough homework. I will go and have a chat with Novan tonight," Crassus said with a serious expression.
…
The Little Tyrant Gang, the top power in the kindergarten of Chaos School, was a mysterious gang formed by powerhouses from the first to sixth grades. In recent years, they had appeared at the school's toilets and entrances.
After the school bell rang, a group of primary school students with their left ankles exposed quickly gathered at the corner of the field. There were about 15 to 16 of them.
A tall and skinny primary school student stood on a rock. He looked at everyone with a serious expression, and said, "Today is the third anniversary of the establishment of the Little Tyrant Gang. My brothers have been with me for over 100 days and nights, and built this huge foundation. We have a place for ourselves in the underworld of Chaos School.
"But today, there is a little fatty with a bean sprout on his head in the preschool class, and he wants to have a gang fight with our Lancôme of the Left.
He is openly provoking us, the Little Tyrant Gang! He is looking down on me and all of you! Tell me, what should we do? "
"Beat him up! Beat him up!! Beat him up!!! "
All the primary school students answered in unison. They were rather agitated.
"Very good." A sinister smile appeared on Little Tyrant Bolton's face. He took out a pink wand from his backpack and raised it high above his head. A pink light shone from the wand and landed on the bodies of the primary school students like pollen.
All the primary school students' eyes lit up as though they had been injected with hormones. They followed Bolton valiantly to the school gate.
At the school gate, Daphne looked at Ignatsu with a conflicted expression, and said, "Ignatsu, let's tell the teacher about this. I don't think it's a good idea to have a gang fight."
"Don't worry, Daphne. I will protect you." Ignatsu looked around the school, and patted his chest as he promised.
Daphne shook her head, and sighed. "I'm not worried about that. I'm worried that you will be beaten to tears …"
"Do … Do I look like someone who will cry?" Ignatsu's breathing stagnated, and his expression was a little unnatural.
"Then why are you shaking your legs?" Daphne looked at Ignatsu's two chubby little legs that were shaking.
"I'm just warming up." Ignatsu pretended to jump on the spot. His legs gave way, and he almost fell.
A tall and chubby primary school student came to Bolton's side, and pointed at Ignatsu, who was standing at the gate, as he said, "Boss, it's that little fatty."
Bolton looked around. There was a skinny little girl beside the little fatty. He couldn't help but frown, and said, "He won't just bring a little girl to have a gang fight with us, right? Our Little Tyrant's rule is to not hit girls. We can't break it because of this little fatty. "
"I saw how confident he was in the morning, so I thought he could really get a big group of people to come. I didn't expect him to only bring a little girl." Lancome had an innocent look on her face.
"Forget it. Even if he's alone, we have to follow the rules. We can't ruin our reputation. Otherwise, people will say that our Little Tyrant is afraid of a little fatty." Bolton waved his hand, and walked straight to Ignatsu. He stopped beside him, and sneered, "Little fatty, we will wait for you in front. If you have the guts, bring your people over."
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