Faye momentarily forgot how to breathe.
She was that startled.
Why was Yandel here, where did he come from, and how much had he heard?
Faye knew nothing.
Butâ¦
âWhat did you just say?â
âCoughâ¦â
âSay it again.â
âCough! Coughâ¦â
The low growling from Yandelâs throat and the fierce magical light radiating from his violet eyes were clearly visible.
Yandel was now furiously pressuring his opponent with all his might.
For what purpose?
It wasnât hard to guess why.
âAh.â
Faye forgot how to breathe once again.
I continued to pressure the gasping blond guy without letting him catch his breath.
âYou, bastard. Why donât you answer?â
âGurkâ¦!â
âYou think Iâm easy? Huh?â
âCoughâ¦â
âDo you like Senior Fayeâs chest but not my pectorals?â
âWhy would I⦠about a manâs chestâ¦?â
No, this damn guy. He only responded to my pectorals?
I increased the output of my magic with indignation.
âPl-please save⦠me!â
As I firmly strangled him with telekinesis magic, I wondered how long I had been randomly throwing words at him.
âCalm down, Master! Heâs going to die at this rate!â
âThatâs right. Donât you feel your mana leaking out? What will you do if you cause a mana explosion?â
ââ¦â¦â
Initially, Carla and Elisha just watched with a sense of relief, but after I was using the telekinesis magic for a while, they hurriedly grabbed my arm.
Hearing that, I looked again at the blond guy and the female student who seemed to be his subordinate.
âUghâ¦â
ââ¦â¦â
The blond guy was foaming at the mouth, and the female student had already fainted.
Just as Carla said, they might really die like this.
I briefly thought, âCanât I just kill them?â but somehow managed to suppress my rising anger.
âTch.â
Thud.
As soon as I released the telekinesis magic, the two scoundrels collapsed on the floor.
âCough⦠Choke.â
ââ¦Huff!â
Perhaps regaining consciousness from the impact of falling, the female student looked around with a dumbfounded expression, visibly terrified.
But unlike her, the blond guy, while gasping and clutching his throat, glared at us.
âYou⦠bastard. Do you know who I am?â
âAnd do you know who I am?â
âYandel! That damned commoner! With your pathetic talent and just one achievement, do you think the world is a joke?â
âHuh?â
He seemed surprisingly unfazed for someone who had just narrowly escaped death.
Did he mistake my incredulous look for hesitation?
The guy quickly regained his composure, smirking triumphantly.
âHow dare you, Bronââ
âShut up for a second.â
Annoyed by his immediate outburst after being released, I punched him in the mouth to shut him up.
Thump!
âAah!â
He rolled on the ground again, screaming.
Didnât saying âdonât kill himâ imply it was fine to beat him to the brink of death?
As soon as I concluded this, I was about to stomp on the fallen blond guy, butâ¦
âThatâs enough, Yandel.â
Elisha intervened again.
âMove, Elisha. I canât hit this bastard.â
âIsnât that why I stopped you?â
Elisha sighed deeply and pointed behind me. Following her gesture,
âHeheâ¦â
Carla awkwardly smiled, holding the crystal I asked for.
ââ¦Did you record it?â
âOf course, I turned it off as soon as Master intervened. But if you plan to submit this as evidenceâ¦â
âItâd backfire if I caused excessive harm, right?â
âThatâs likely. Itâs clear who inflicted the injuries.â
âWhat if I heal them later?â
Perhaps because he was beaten without resistance, the blond guy quieted down.
Given his arrogant attitude, even after being subjected to telekinesis magic, he seemed fearlessly troublesome.
Touching him lightly might provoke more trouble later.
I should completely crush him now.
âHa! That⦠that wonât make much difference.â
Faye, regaining her senses late, clung to my back and said.
âAre you okay, Senior? No, you mustnât be. Let me see your face.â
âHuh?!â
I grabbed Fayeâs chin and examined her face, which she presented to me while trembling and with her eyes tightly shut.
She had been hit quite hard. One side of her face was swollen and red.
ââ¦â¦â
Faye was a character I particularly liked in H&A. Of course, now sheâs not just a character but a real person, so my fondness is one-sidedâ¦.
Still, the fact that I liked Faye and her story was true.
A story of human triumph, where she almost broke under harsh realities but ultimately blossomed, striving alongside someone who recognized her.
How could I not like that?
But now, Faye had been slapped with an absurd demand.
And worse, a rumor I had carelessly ignored played a role in igniting this situation.
âSighâ¦â
Sighing deeply, I took out a high-grade potion from my inventory.
Faye, panicking, tried to step back.
âUh⦠Itâs not so severe that I need an expensive potion like this.â
âCompared to Senior Faye, itâs not that expensive, so just receive the treatment quietly.â
âEek!â
Faye stiffened for some reason. Seizing the opportunity, I applied the potion to her swollen cheek and made her drink the rest.
Fortunately, the swelling quickly subsided, as expected of a high-grade potion.
But my relief was short-lived.
From the corner of my eye, I saw the blond guy trying to sneak away, reigniting my anger.
Whack!
âAaah!â
I threw the empty bottle at the back of his head, and he collapsed.
High-grade potion bottles were specially treated to not break even in combat situations, or so I heard.
And it seemed to be true.
âUghâ¦â
As the blond guy lay there groaning, I spoke up while watching his companion, the brown-haired female student, hesitantly approaching him.
âYou said healing him with a potion wouldnât make much difference, right? Why?â
âAh, yeah. The effects of potions arenât just a myth. All potions have their own specialty, right? Their residue can be traced to identify the severity and location of injuries.â
âEven with the highest-grade potion?â
âUsing such an expensive potion for this shows how sincere you are, but even the best quality canât completely eliminate toxicity.â
âWhat about healing magic or a priestâs holy healing?â
âMagic leaves traces of mana, and holy healing restores natural conditions without traces. But priests wouldnât help in such cases, right?â
âSighâ¦â
Thatâs right.
What should I do with this guy?
The content recorded by the crystal was enough to discipline him.
My use of telekinesis magic and hitting him a few times should be fine.
The Eurelia Continent was quite lenient with self-defense and valued honor.
This could be justified as a defense against defamation of honor.
Even a commoner had significant honor here, though less than a noble.
And sponsoring someone meant you were nurturing them to be on your side.
The sponsoree receives not only money but also protection in various aspects from the sponsor during the sponsorship.
He dared to harass Faye and even slapped her, knowing this?
And to bring up the lewd sponsorship rumor about me?
This was no ordinary insult.
But it also meant that if I pushed further, I should also be ready for disciplinary action.
After hearing our conversation, the blond guy now felt safe, giggling while being helped by the brown-haired female student.
âHaha! How dare you humiliate me like this?! Do you realize what youâve done?â
âNo. I donât. I donât even know your name.â
ââ¦â¦â
I didnât know his name since he wasnât a character from H&A.
This meant he wasnât a key figure in this world.
Even if he were, Iâd have acted the same.
âHmmâ¦â
I couldnât beat him more, and disciplining him wouldnât get him expelled. But leaving him alone would surely cause more trouble.
What to do?
As I pondered over the trembling blond guy, I grabbed his collar.
Then I started dragging him out of the alley.
âLet go! Let go, you commoner! Do you know who I am?â
He must be the type who hadnât shed his habits from his own territory, even in the second year.
As I nodded at the restless, brown-haired female student, Carla, and Elisha grabbed her from both sides.
âYou. Whatâs your name? Bron⦠something?â
âHa! The legitimate heir of the Brondei territory, Felop Brondei, thatâs who I am!â
âOkay. Felop Brondei.â
A tattered second-year student suddenly emerged from the alley, and a first-year student held him by the collar.
And me, the subject of recent hot rumors.
The bustling market street quickly fell silent as everyoneâs attention turned to me.
With everyone watching, I slowly raised my hand.
And thenâ¦
Slap!
âAaah!â
I slapped Felopâs cheek hard, just as he had done to Faye.
Then I declared loudly enough for the entire market street to hear.
âI, Yandel, challenge Felop Brondei to a duel!â
My declaration of a duel quickly stirred up the crowd again.
But it wasnât over yet.
âAnd I also challenge Frank Miller, who has been spreading rumors about me, to a duel!â
I might as well deal with the minions of Boiling Silence in one go.