“Well, look who stopped training.”

Alan turned his head over to Sabrina whilst they were both watching the rank matches.

It was just a bunch of students getting their asses handed to them by the higher-ranking students, but still, there were a few dark horses who managed to win.

“What’s wrong in training after losing?”

Alan asked her as he turned his head to the fights again.

“Nothing really, I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“What?”

“Apparently a lot of people fall into depression after fighting Ezra Fornum, I was just worried my bodyguard was depressed.”

Alan was silent for a while when he heard her, but then, of course, he had to come up with a retort.

“I wasn’t depressed, and I’m so grateful that my employer was worried about me.”

“Was that Sarcasm?”

“No shit Sherlock.”

“It was bad.”

“… I know.”

Alan had to admit it, he sucked at coming up with retorts or talking back.

*Boom!*

Suddenly, an explosion stole their attention and they turned toward it.

“How many people challenged you?”

Alan asked her as he watched the students duke it out.

“21 people.”

“… I only got 7.”

The number of people that had challenged Sabrina we’re much larger than those who had challenged Alan.

Well, thinking about it, only idiots would challenge the guy that broke the youngest C rank record, severely injured Ezra Fornum, and is known for being good at fighting.

And challenging a princess of the world’s richest family who read books all the time and didn’t really look like she could fight was a much better and more logical option.

They would be proven wrong, but that was a story for a later time.

There was silence between the two of them as they watched the Fights go on until Alan broke it.

“I accepted a Challenge request from Lucas, if I beat the shit out of him, will you do me a favor?”

Sabrina paused as she heard the name.

“What type of favor?”

She asked him, feeling a little worried about whether she fell into a real or not…but.

“Will you help me study for the exams? you’re a pretty smart girl, you score top marks all the time.”

She was a bit taken aback by the request, she didn’t expect HIM of all people to ask that…and also because she never helped someone study.

“You didn’t study at all and just trained, didn’t you?”

She asked him, and all she received was a serious face displayed by Alan as he nodded slowly.

She looked at the face that was pleading and nodding slowly and eventually gave in.

“Sure, I’ve got nothing better to do.”

“Yes!”

She was currently oblivious to her mistake.

She should not have agreed to this request no matter what.

She would regret it later on a little but would find it fun afterward.

“Next Fight, Challenge Alexander Wright against Rank Number 6 Kyle Flare.”

Suddenly, a particular name caught Alan’s attention, and he turned his head to face the platform the fight would take place on.

And Sabrina saw his face show a somewhat proud smile, and he speak the words with the biggest smile she had seen from him.

“Well Well well, look who decided to grow some balls.

I’m proud even though I didn’t do anything!”

Needless to say, Sabrina was very confused.

***

[Alexander PoV]

What did I get myself into?

My legs are shaking as I’m making my way toward the stand.

“I wondered if you were gonna show up, but you actually did, Hah!”

Kyle laughed from the other side as he mocked Alex.

“Who would have thought that the pussy would grow some balls, did hanging out with the headmaster’s Granddaughter and That Hiddlestone kid give you some confidence?

Or was it the rank first?

I bet they treated you like trash!”

His mockery continued, and Alex just stood there taking it.

He hated it.

He hated the fact that he was insulting them, and that he was too afraid to talk back.

He loathed himself for it.

He tried to calm his breathing down, but he still couldn’t.

He tried, but it still wouldn’t work…not until he tried the Sword Saints breathing method.

It calmed his mind, yet upon realizing that he was actually going to fight Kyle, his breathing would break down.

“Hey Bitch, I’m going to enjoy roasting you alive, so be a good bitch and don’t surrender, Ok?”

And when Kyle openly laughed and insulted him…it happened.

“Kill Him, Alex!”

A voice brought him out of his fear, the voice which belonged to Lucas.

He turned to face the voice and saw Lucas screaming at the top of his voice, seemingly encouraging him.

And now, a different voice appeared.

“Beat His Ass!”

He turned his head over in the direction of this voice and was shocked to find Alan screaming too, and the rank 5 student, the goddess of the campus, looking at him weirdly.

His shock was first at the fact that Alan was here.

‘He left the training room?’

Alex couldn’t believe it, he was more shocked that Alan left the training room.

He had been training there every time Alex entered and left.

He was far too surprised to comprehend that fact.

“Kick him in the balls!”

And then, Lucas screamed even louder, and Alan followed suit.

“Make him beg for his mother!”

…he was thankful for the encouragement…but

IT WAS NOT HELPING RIGHT NOW!

“Ahem…if the audience would remain quiet.”

He heard the instructor’s voice and began to feel a little bit embarrassed.

Unfortunately for him, his two fellow students didn’t feel the same.

“Rip his dick out and feed it to him!

Make sure he won’t ever do the ‘Deed!”

Lucas screamed at the top of his lungs, and Alan followed by doing the same.

“Rip his handsome face off and SHOVE IT UP HIS ARSE!”

Alex wanted these two to shut up.

Forget about encouraging him, these two were contesting with each other to see who can hurl the most gruesome ways to defeat his opponent!

“THIS BEHAVIOUR WON’T BE TOLERATED!”

Finally, the instructor in charge of his duel had lost it and screamed at them to shut up.

And Alex prayed that they would listen.

His prayer would prove to be futile…for Lucas at least.

“Oh, who cares teach!

Alex, Rip his eyeballs out and shove THEM UP HIS NOSE!”

Lucas would not give up.

“Rip his tongue out and shove it up his nose, Also, DONT FORGET TO RIP THAT FACE OFF AND SHOVE IT UP HIS AR-Hmff!”

And In the middle of Alan’s ‘encouragement’, he suddenly stopped.

When Alex looked to see why, he found that the rank 5 Student Sabrina Wellington, was pulling on his ear and had covered his mouth with her hand.

All while trying to avoid eye contact with the rest of the students!

“HAH, I WIN FUCKER!”

Lucas was brimming with joy over his win, seeing that Sabrina would not let Alan talk again.

He rejoiced at his win, and finally for the love of God shut up.

The instructor appeared to be on the verge of blowing up and probably would have done so if Sabrina hadn’t ended this stupid competition.

He finally raised his hand when the commotion was over, and Alex got ready whilst Kyle was still acting nonchalant.

Alex steadied his breathing, and believe it or not, the previous rant those two dimwits did actually helped calm him down, and he then waited for the Instructor to begin the fight.

And it happened soom enough.

“BEGIN!”

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