"Ha ha… "
Lucy couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh when she saw Felice Novo's funny look.
She put down the grilling tools, took off her gloves, walked over to Ahsoka, gently put her arm around the little girl's shoulders, and said comfortingly:
"Don't be afraid Ahsoka, the seniors are just teasing you, the teacher is not a person who likes to kill."
"Really, Sister Lucy?"
Ahsoka seemed to trust her very much and confirmed in a low voice.
"Well... Actually, I was almost used as a sacrifice and killed by the Red Apple Church. It was Mr. Jack who saved me and gave me the opportunity to learn how to be a good person."
"Then, is Mr. Jack really also a Saint?"
After hearing what Lucy said, Ahsoka's fear eased a little, and then she asked curiously.
"Yes, she is a saint, and is also honored as the 'White Scale Dragon' by the extraordinary people in the mysterious field... It is rumored that when she is angry, she will transform into a pale dragon and easily destroy the enemy."
Lucy whispered in a reverent tone.
Ahsoka pursed her lips and fell silent.
Not long after, a burst of hurried and chaotic footsteps, accompanied by a cry of pain, came. Everyone turned around and saw Felice Novo running back with a bruised face.
"What's wrong with you?"
Sunny and Rainy asked.
"Nothing... Nothing, I just fell accidentally, the ground is too slippery."
Feliceano turned sideways, trying to hide his disfigured face, but his move only made it more obvious. Everyone gathered around him, and Polaris said in a deep voice:
"Who hit you?"
"Oh, it's nothing, just some minor conflicts... I'm just sorry, I forgot to take the ingredients."
Felice Nou said with a wry smile.
"Why are you still worried about the ingredients? You're being bullied! We are all students of Teacher Jack, and we won't let you suffer any injustice. Tell me who hit you, and I'll avenge you!"
Qingtian Xiaoyu acted like a big sister. Although she was two heads shorter than Feliceano, she patted his arm righteously.
Feliceano gasped in pain. He took a breath and looked at the concerned expressions of his four classmates. He was moved and finally said:
"It's Pask's group. Their family has always been at odds with my Melt family. Last week, Count Bello and my father had a quarrel over a big business deal... When he passed by just now, Pask used this matter to humiliate me and even scolded my father... Damn it! It's all my fault for being too weak. I haven't been promoted to a transcendent until now. Otherwise, I will definitely teach him a lesson!"
"You mean Pask? How many people are there and what's their strength?"
Polaris asked calmly.
Feliciano looked at the senior and felt a sense of security in his heart. He thought for a moment and answered truthfully:
"Six people, all of them are extraordinary. Among them, Pask is a sequence eight magic apprentice, and the other five are scholars..."
"Well, this isn't a big deal, so there's no need to bother the teacher about it... But we can't just let it go. I'll help you deal with them."
Polaris patted Feliceano's shoulder gently and said.
"With the seniors here, don't worry, those guys who bullied you will definitely kneel down and beg for mercy..."
Sunny Day and Light Rain said on the side.
However, Ahsoka was a little worried and said cautiously:
"Isn't this a bad idea? After all, the school rules prohibit fighting. If you use your supernatural powers, you will be expelled, right?"
"Don't worry, just don't do it in the academy."
Sunny Day and Little Rain gave her a reassuring look.
After a moment.
Following Felice Anno's guidance, the group found six young men in green robes gathering beside a scenic river on the east side of the college. They were talking and laughing loudly, and some of them were imitating Felice Anno's funny appearance when he was beaten and ran away.
"I'm so stupid. If I had known earlier, I would have used the 'Photo Scroll' to record the idiot's appearance and let Chris and the others enjoy it..."
"Would it be sad for the Mateo girls to see that the silly boy they like has his pants sagging?"
"Hahaha… "
The group of people burst into laughter.
Soon, someone noticed the arrival of Polaris and others. The leader, Pask, immediately sneered, glanced at the disheveled Feliceano, and said loudly:
"Melter's woman, what? Called your brothers and sisters to help you out?"
Polaris has always been a ruthless man of few words. He turned around and gave Qingtian Xiaoyu a look. The latter smiled in tacit understanding and threw out a scroll.
The scroll spread out in the wind, and the spell words engraved on it lit up. Suddenly, the surrounding scene changed, and the azure vision was like the edge of a burnt paper, swallowing up the present world in an instant.
"This... What is this place?"
Pask and others were horrified, and one of them looked around and said in doubt.
"Spirit world! They are planning to take action!"
Pask was well-informed and recognized this place at a glance. He quickly turned around and looked at Polaris and Sunny Rain, who were leading the group. He had already guessed that these two people must be Transcendents of a high Sequence.
"What do you want to do? We are all students of Saint Byron College! If you use supernatural powers to fight without permission, you will not only be expelled, but also severely punished by the Church..."
As he spoke in a timid tone, his hand had already quietly reached behind him.
"I am the eldest son of the Bello family. These are also famous nobles in the River Bay area. You have to think it through!"
whoosh!
Pask suddenly felt his eyes blurred, and the young man in the blue suit suddenly appeared in front of him. Before he could react, the metal cane in the other party's hand had already swung towards him.
Peng!
Pask felt dizzy and felt a sharp pain on his left cheek, and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.
The scroll in his hand fell to the ground and was stepped on by the other party.
"Don't act rashly, or you will have to turn the pages of your book with your mouth..."
Polaris raised one hand, with several cards between his fingers, and swept his sharp eyes over the other five people, instantly intimidating them.
Immediately, he thrust his cane downward, and the tip of the cane pierced Pask's cheek, causing the other to shudder.
"Pfft... what do you want?"
Pask endured the pain and blinding, spat out a mouthful of blood and said in a deep voice. Although he was furious, his reason told him that the opponent's strength was obviously overwhelming him, so he should calm down first.
"Everyone, including you, should apologize to Felice Novo."
Polaris said calmly as he kicked the scroll away and stepped on Pask's face.
Lucy, Ahsoka and four other students who were not far away were relieved after seeing this scene. Especially Felice Anno, he smiled happily despite his painful face, and looked at his senior Polaris with gratitude and respect.
Pask was lying on the ground, with his head stepped on. His face was distorted and his eyes drooped, but he gritted his teeth for a long time. The Bero family gave him dignity and did not allow him to utter any words of surrender.
The five people on the side also fell silent, their faces gloomy and unwilling.
"Not talking? Are you all mute?"
Polaris looked around and said coldly.
"Why didn't you keep silent when you were mocking my junior just now... Okay, you won't say anything, right? Then don't blame me for being ruthless."
He kicked Pask in the face first. With a "plop" sound, the latter's head hit the ground and he spat out a mouthful of blood along with two teeth.
The next second, Polaris appeared in front of the other five people and lashed out with the metal cane in his hand.
However, at this moment, a distorted air barrier blocked the attack of the cane. With a dull sound of "puff", Polaris was knocked back two steps by the rebound force.
He frowned and turned his head to look.
I saw a tall and thin middle-aged man standing not far away. He was wearing a suit and tie, his brown hair was combed neatly, and he was holding two thick books in his hands.
"Can any of you tell me what's going on here?"
The man said with a serious expression.
"Professor Kadier! They attacked us for no reason! They were all called by Felice Novo, you must take care of us..."
One of the young men in green robes shouted hurriedly.
When they saw their mentor coming, it was like they saw a savior and they felt full of confidence.
"This guy... He wants to kill me, Professor Kadier, quickly suppress him!"
Pask struggled to get up, his face swollen like a pig's head full of hatred, and he spoke incoherently.
With trembling hands, he pointed at Qingtian Xiaoyu and others.
"And they are all accomplices. They directly used supernatural powers in the academy. They must be severely punished!"
After hearing what they said, Kader's frown deepened.
"Professor, they were the ones who insulted my family and my father first, and then they beat me up... Senior Polaris couldn't stand it, so he helped me teach them a lesson."
Felice Nou hastened to explain.
"Yes, I understand."
Kadier nodded perfunctorily, and Danmo responded.
Although there may be hidden reasons behind this matter, he would naturally be more inclined to his students... And no matter what, he saw with his own eyes that only the other side relied on one-sided power to ravage Pask and others, which is an indisputable fact.
"I don't know whose students you are, and I don't want to know. According to the college's regulations, stop now and come with me to the Academic Affairs Office... I believe Ms. Julie will handle this matter fairly."
Kadir glanced coldly at Polaris and spoke.
"Also, you dared to use your extraordinary powers to commit violence..."
Polaris took a deep breath, tightened the metal cane in his hand, and then relaxed it. But after a few seconds, he found something wrong. The other party stopped talking halfway...
Polaris looked up and saw that Professor Kadiel had disappeared. Everyone present had very strange expressions because they didn't realize how the professor left.
The strange scene lasted for a while.
Polaris was startled suddenly, because he heard a familiar and calm voice coming from the bottom of his heart:
"continue."