The Most Satisfied Reincarnate

When the white-robed people saw this situation, they were frowned," Get in, kid," One of them spoke to Edison, who showed a sign of stopping his steps.

Edison that wanted to refute and argue, immediately calmed down as his head bowed to them before his body finally entered.

As soon Matson saw Edison entered, he turned around and faced Diana," Hello Miss Diana, long time no see," He spoke politely while smiling. Reaching her hand and then kissed her wrist.

"You can go first, Miss" Despite being shouted and stared at by her, Matson could even smile and succumbed. His eyes filled with politeness and admiration seeing Diana's figure.

On the other hand, seeing his actions, Diana suddenly felt disgusted for some reason. She just nodded at the other party while slightly raising her skirt before taking a step forward.

The crowd widened their eyes, seeing their interactions. No one thought the conflict just resolved like that; they thought this day would be a long day for them to register.

After Diana entered, Matson's expression changed into coldness as he glanced at the surroundings," For all of you, those who dared to get close to the princess and the girl before, shall become enemies of me." He suddenly stated that made the crowd fell into dumfounded.

His tone was full of arrogance, mocking, and confidence. At the same time, he also glared the crowd one by one.

Although they could not mess with all of them because of their status, still saying in a loud and clear way, all of the youth in the crowd could only whisper in dissatisfaction while avoiding his eyes.

Upon seeing their behavior, Matson nodded in satisfaction before finally entered. The crowd sighed in relief as one of them finally managed to step out from the crowd and lining up to register.

"Get away from my way, commoners!" However, a loud, angry shout was heard from behind the youth. They all began to frown as they saw another young master with his fat body walked with girls in his hands.

"The fuck, who are you!" one of them could withstand anymore, as he replied while glaring at the other party. The other also displayed their displeasure; after all, they were already waiting for this from the morning, yet they could not enter first because of those young master and young lady!

"Me? It's no one of your business!" The fat young master replied while spitting toward the speaker. His hands still holding girls on his sides while his fat body kept moving forward, passing the darkened young man.

"Y-you..." The young man who had a spit on his face was enraged. He wanted to grab the fat young master's shoulder; however, a loud of horses cried was heard from behind before this happened.

*rumble* *rumble*

This time, the crowd was forced to move aside, seeing a carriage along with the group of thirty horse men advancing toward the portal.

When the white-robed people saw this, they wanted to intervene, but the newcomer suddenly stopped with the men get off from their horses before that happened.

The young man before was clearly terrified, seeing their appearance and sensing their aura. Just by look, one could say they were Swordsman that had reached a certain threshold.

The white-robed people looked toward the city guards above yet found none of them acted as they only watched this group with respect.

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Upon seeing their reactions, the white-robed people lessened the warry as their eyes stared at the carriage door. Their impression of this newcomer was rather bad because even the princess showed respect by not bringing her guards to disturb the academic process.

*click*

When the door opened, a handsome young man was seen descending to the ground with his trained body.

"Young master!" the people riding horses before immediately shouted and then bowed their heads toward him.

The crowd was confused by their reactions; however, upon seeing his carriage and the amount bodyguards he brings, this young man should be another young master with high status.

"You can leave, from this ward, I can handle this," the young man was Desmond; although all of them were wearing hoodies, Desmond could sense their discontentment by judging from how they stand.

As soon as the carriage and his subordinates were gone, he saw a fat young man staring at him with his eyes blood red shout.

"Oh, what a surprise. A boulder appears out of nowhere," Desmond spoke mockingly while narrowed his eyes. 

The tense atmosphere suddenly melted by his words, creating laughter from many youths. They tried their best not to laugh, causing the fat young master's expression to turn darker.

"You ba*tard! Did you remembered what have you done at auction? Here received my attack!" the fat young suddenly roared; he threw the girls on his side and leaping forward with his hands covered in hardened rocks and the ground around his feet starting to distorting which brought his body forward.

The crowd was surprised by his actions, while the white-robed people did not expect this situation. Although every year would be a confrontation between the young people, no one of them dared to attack openly with their eyes watching.

*rumble * *rumble*

The fat young master actually Gibson, seeing he already charging toward him with his spells, Desmond did showing sign of panic.

Their distance was not too far; it only needed a minute for Gibson to landed the attack on his body. When Desmond still watching him, he also noticed another energy fluctuation was formed beside him.

In his eyes, all of Gibson's actions, crowd expressions were played in slow motion. With his body already reached a 2nd class Swordsman, a person who was not yet wizard fighting close combat with a 2nd class swordsman was basically courting a death.

A barrier was the advantage of Wizard or Witch, but with their thin energy capacity that could not be enough to maintain their barrier, it was impossible to stand with a blow from the swordsman punch.

The newly formed energy fluctuation distorted the ground beside him finally formed another small stone block that raised and targeted his body.

If he was hit, his wrist would be immobilized and also caused him to be careless with the attack from the front. A few of his ribs would be broken because Gibson would launch another punch toward his face.

Although Gibson's faces showing anger, resentment toward him, in the eyes of others, his attack had many flaws, as if he was controlled by his emotions. But it seems all of his actions were facades as he schemingly calculate all of these plans amidst the battle.

However, all this situation would happen if he did not notice the ambush attack from beside.

At the same time, Desmond shifted his attention toward the white-robed people. He saw, nor any of them move or trying to stop Gibson.

"A battle is not prohibited, huh?" Desmond muttered and glanced back at Gibson, who already closed half of the distance.

His eyes turned cold with his expression showing indifferent.

Control Element: Fire.

Without chanting, Desmond activated a spell instantly.

A white energy slowly appear from thin air, forming a line  that connected to each other before finally ended with a  magic circle beneath the area around Gibson that kept circling while sucking the natural energy around.

Gibson's expression paled upon noticing this magic circle as he immediately stopped his movement and took a defensive position.

The hardened earth around his hand started to twist and move in all directions, forming an hovering half square that covered his abdomen and shoulder, leaving his feet and head open.

*swoosh*

However before the hardened earth protecting his head and feet, ablaze suddenly erupted around the magic circle area, burning his body within.

The sudden block beside Desmond also melted back into the dirt.

The crowd was shocked by his ruthless actions; they looked toward Desmond in fear, while some were envious.

"An instant cast!" in the other hand, the white-robed people exclaimed in surprise, seeing Desmond's mouth did not move with the sudden appearance of the magic circle.

Their view toward Desmond also changed, but upon seeing his action, the white-robed people were frowned," This young man is too ruthless! In the end, they would become a fellow student in the future; why would he need to torture his comrade?"

They were sighed, and one of them immediately flew toward Gibson's location. The white-robed man then chanted, gathering an energy and forming a large magic circle above the blaze.

"Control Element: Water Rain!"

They sighed simultaneously, only hoping Gibson was fine after the battle. The girls who came with Gibson were frightened seeing their master was burning in alive.