Your Majesty, Please Behave Yourself - Chapter 4.2
Major Hayden shook his head and turned to look at the two girls guarding the gate of the academy.
Outside the crowd, Triya stood in front of the iron fence, silently watching the boy held hostage in the distance.
Those sky blue eyes were calm and peaceful, and the hands on her chest seemed to be praying for him.
At the same time, Noren walked up to a soldier and snatched the iron sword from his hand without expression.
The soldier had never seen such a tyrannical and indifferent girl before, and he was instantly shocked.
“Where are you from? You’re obviously not local, your accent is obvious.”
“I remember that commoner warlocks are all rookies. How can you master spiritual magic? How did you get it? Did you explore the forbidden land? You are really amazing.”
“Do you want to consider working for me? I promise you will eat and drink the best food.”
Licinius was pointed at by a fire gun, his hands were raised above his head, but his mouth didn’t stop chattering.
After the hostage exchange was completed, he was the only student left in the academy.
The thugs kept their promises, after all, taking so many hostages was also very stressful for them. It would be better to let all the worthless people go and leave only one.
From staring at 30 people to staring at one, the pressure dropped sharply.
But this item really is too talkative, all this time, his mouth did not stop!
The clown leader became impatient, “Hurry up and contact your father with communication magic!”
Unexpectedly, Licinius asked calmly, “What communication magic?”
The clown leader groaned in his heart, “Aren’t you going to use communication magic to contact your father?”
Licinius shrugged, “What do you think? I can’t use magic!”
The clown leader seemed to be struck by lightning, “Then how will you contact your father?”
“I don’t plan to contact my father. All of that was just a lie.”
Licinius said frankly, “I don’t have a good relationship with my father. He is a tyrant at home, and he’d put his interest first before the entire world. In his eyes, losing a son is nothing. But he’d really feel losing all that money though, so he won’t pay to redeem anyone, except my sister that is.”
The clown leader felt that his mind was becoming blank, “Then why do you have a fourth-order bodyguard?”
The reason why he agreed to this deal was the fourth-order girl.
Someone that has a fourth-order warlock as a bodyguard is definitely a nobleman among nobles.
“Uh, that’s complicated… she’s my childhood friend, and I raised her with my own pocket money, understand?” Licinius replied.
The clown leader was furious, he roared, “How dare you lie to me! Aren’t you afraid of death?”
He didn’t understand why some nobles would joke about their own lives!
When Licinius heard this, he looked up at the sky, “Ah, I’m really not afraid.”
Just when all the thugs felt angry and puzzled, he smiled again.
Licinius’s shout echoed in the empty academy.
Everyone outside the academy heard that voice.
Noren raised her delicate face like ice and snow, pointed her toes on the ground, and swooped away!
As a childhood friend and bodyguard, all she has to do is to be obedient.
She must follow the young master’s orders.
Along with an explosive cracking sound, the girl disappeared like a ghost, leaving everyone staring in astonishment.
Licinius once commented that Noren’s fighting style is like Superman.
Although people don’t know who Superman is, they can feel the oppression of that violence.
In just an instant, along with the explosive sound of something breaking through the air, the iron sword was thrown out, and the air waves exploded!
Unprepared, the five thugs were pierced like a kebab in an instant, blood rushing from their chests as they died on the spot!
“Bang bang bang!”
It was as if a giant hammer hit the ground, and three more thugs only felt a black shadow in front of them, and they were blown away by a terrifying force.
Noren is like a ghostly shadow, she shuttled among the thugs at a speed that ordinary people can’t match.
Every shot is extremely violent, killing them in a single hit!
“Melee warlock! She’s actually a melee warlock!”
The clown leader’s eyes become bloodshot. He furiously watched as he watched his companions die one by one.
His hand holding the fire gun trembled slightly.
Until now, he was unwilling to believe that he had been deceived.
He still wants to keep the boy in exchange for gold and silver.
The clown leader roared violently, his eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and a line of blood and tears slowly trickled down his face.
A terrifying mental power broke out, like a thunderous explosion.
In that moment, the girl that was in the midst of a slaughter suddenly felt a terrifying sense of crisis. She turned her head subconsciously, and met the pair of terrifying eyes full of blood and tears.
Noren felt the threat of death for the first time ever, and she did not like it.
But in the next instant, a slender and tall figure cut off her line of sight with the bloodshot eyes.
Mental power exploded.
Licinius was directly bombarded by mental magic, and his fragile brain instantly exploded into a mass of blood mud, then his pupils popped, blood flowed from his nostrils and ears, and a streak of blood spilled from his lips. His entire head was deformed.
His soul was also fragmented.
The clown leader was shocked.
He didn’t expect that this young man would dare to stand in front of him!
Is he looking for death?
However, in the next moment, Licinius’s lips moved slightly, “Save, save…”
The clown leader gasped, he’s still not dead, monster!
A weird scene happened.
The deformed brain was restored to its original shape.
His blood no longer flowed out of his seven orifices, and his soul slowly re-condensed, as if there was a majestic vitality that pulled this young man back from death.
Licinius’s black pupils regained their lustre again, but they were no longer elegant and easy-going like the previous noble, but held indifference as if looking at trash: “Is that so?”
The Clown Leader’s mind went blank.
His head flew out.
Noren appeared by his side at an unknown time, holding the iron sword she threw out earlier in her hand.
The tip of the sword was stained with blood.
“Trash, trash, scumbag, useless stuff!”
Licinius looked at the flying head and snorted coldly.
If this were in a novel, at least four chapters would have been spent in vain!
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