There was still an hour before the opening ceremony. The lawn square in front of the auditorium was filled with people. Thousands of freshmen were looking forward to the beautiful scenery of St. Freya Academy. But in the corner of the square, the atmosphere was somewhat different.
"What are you kneeling for? Stand up."
The black-haired boy supported Paul's knees with his cane. His cold and majestic voice came from above. Paul, who had his head lowered, was slightly stunned. The next moment, the heavy pressure on his body suddenly disappeared. He could not help but raise his head in surprise.
"Luo Ya …"
Paul muttered the boy's name with a surprised expression. The current Luo Ya gave him a completely different feeling from before.
In the past, Luo Ya gave him the impression of a gentle and elegant aristocrat who liked to read books. But now, the Luo Ya gave him the impression of majesty. Under the faint light of the spell, the boy's golden eyes shone. His black hair and clothes fluttered in the wind. His calm expression and firm eyes seemed to be silently telling something, showing that he was far more experienced than ordinary people.
Under Luo Ya's powerful appearance, the nearby shouts gradually subsided. Carlo and Wright looked at each other with surprise. They looked at the unknown Luo Ya and hesitated for a moment. On the other side, the boy also sighed silently in his heart.
Unexpectedly, the plot had changed.
Luo Ya recalled the plot in "Recorder's Eye" and his heart was full of doubts. Normally, the last part of the first act of Paul Acherman's story should be that Paul pretended to agree to drop out of school during his conversation with the other party, and then sprinted toward the auditorium while shouting for help.
This kind of behavior was quite in line with Paul's current strength. After all, as a Level 5 Source Ranker, facing two Level 4 Source Rankers, there was no other way but to run. In fact, this kind of behavior did attract the attention of the Nuo Aier, and then Miss Angel came to the rescue and got to know Paul.
Such a big scene, no matter what, the Nuo Aier must have seen it.
Forget it, I'll just treat it as doing good deeds.
Luo Ya helplessly turned his head and looked at Carlo, who was looking at him vigilantly. The latter hesitated for a moment and cautiously began to ask questions.
"This student, you should be a new student, right? May I ask who you are?"
"Luo Ya Akat of the Theocracy of St. Maester."
"Theocracy? Then why are you meddling in other people's business? "
Upon hearing Luo Ya's name, the two men heaved a sigh of relief. Although the Church of St. Maester was powerful, they couldn't do anything to the Austin nobles. After learning about Luo Ya's background, the two men's tone became even more unbridled.
"Kid, I advise you to mind your own business. This is an internal affair of the Austin Empire."
"That's right. This matter has nothing to do with you. Please leave quickly."
Carlo warned with an unkind expression, and the nearby students also started to talk about it. Paul, as the prince of the Austin Empire, didn't have a good relationship with Luo Ya's country. In the distance, the students surrounding the blonde girl also frowned.
"Your Highness, Lord Luo Ya …"
"It doesn't matter. Just keep watching."
Nuo Aier looked at the figure in front of her and gradually relaxed her brows. With a smile, she stopped everyone's doubts. In the distance, the black-haired boy stole a glance at Miss Angel and heaved a sigh of relief.
Although the reality of the situation had changed, and Paul wouldn't run to Nuo Aier's side, Luo Ya still chose to stop this farce. There were two main reasons for this. The most important one was that Luo Ya felt that in this situation, even if Paul didn't cry for help, Nuo Aier wouldn't turn a blind eye to it.
Having known Nuo Aier for several years, Luo Ya knew Heathcliff too well. Although Nuo Aier often couldn't control his desire to abuse her, putting aside this small flaw, Nuo Aier's nature was just like her Origin Substance. She was kind and righteous. In the face of this kind of ugly bullying, no matter who the victim was, Nuo Aier would intervene.
And the other reason was Roja's own perception of the situation.
"You guys are a little disgusting."
"What did you say?"
In front of the two unfriendly people, the black-haired boy said with disgust as if he was looking at something disgusting.
"Bullying the weak. In terms of pure blood, the two of you have perfectly inherited the fine tradition of the Austin Empire. Your purity is so high that I want to vomit."
"… Hehe, I didn't expect to be provoked here. Boy, you should have thought about the consequences of doing this, right?"
"Be careful!"
After listening to Luo Ya's straightforward words, Carlo, who had no restrictions on the nobles of the Theocracy, couldn't stand it anymore. He condensed the curse power on his body, and his right hand swelled into the claws of a giant beast and swung at the black-haired boy. Paul, who was on the side, hurriedly reminded him, but surprisingly, the boy didn't move at all.
"You want to fight? Sure, but not with me … "
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