Volume 7 Chapter 47: We Will Never Get Along.

Volume 7 Chapter 47: We Will Never Get Along.

Volume 7 Chapter 47: We Will Never Get Along.

"Today, we're going to be sparring. Krystal and Rick, you two will be the ones sparring."

"Understood!" "Yes." Krystal and the man entered the arena. Krystal had brought her sword up. On the other hand, Rick's expression shivered as he stared.

"Begin!"

Without any hesitation, Rick charged at Krystal as he started to flay his sword. What happened next surprised everyone; Krystal actually went on the defensive. She continued to guard until,

"Ugh." A grunt came from the girl's mouth as she fell.

"..." It was as if the world had turned still. The entire stadium paused as everyone stared at what had just unfolded. Yet, the person who was the most speechless about what had occurred was the person who defeated her! This was all because the person was a B-class student.

Never did anyone expect Krystal to go down like that!

Everyone thought he would get pummeled by the girl. And the guy thought the same as well, so he flayed his arms around. Who knew it actually landed!

"Krystal, go take a break." Tennol could only sigh. Krystal slowly trudged over to the other side as she sat down. Her head was kept down. Everyone could tell she was out of it. However,

"Here." A voice called out.

Krystal looked up and saw Keith with some water.

"You should drink it."

"I'm fine."

"Don't think about the loss too much. Stuff like that will happen from time to time."

"Is that the advice you'd give in a life-or-death battle?" Krystal's voice dripped with sarcasm as she locked eyes with him.

"Uh, but it's practice."

"Come on! Do you think it would be wrong for the grand duke-gah!" sent flying!

The others were baffled as they turned around to see their friend was sent flying. And that was not the end. Krystal was going to swat them down like a bunch of bugs. However, the next attack was blocked.

"Cool it."

"Why are you here?" Who stood before him was none other than Keith. He had a calm expression as he held her hand.



"Because I felt you would do something like this." He had the feeling. A feeling that she would do something out of line. And he was right. The woman just decked a guy and sent him across the hallway.



"Tch!" Krystal shrugged his arm off before scowling. Keith took a deep sigh. He wanted to say something, but he didn't care as he walked away from them. There were more pressing matters to deal with.



"What's wrong with you?" Keith quickly caught up to her. What she did was quite abnormal; there was a line drawn. And she had crossed that line.

"Mind your own business."

"How could I mind my own business when you were going to beat them black and blue?" Was she crazy? No, there was no way she was. Krystal was level-headed. But that level-headedness has been gone for the last few days.

"Just mind your business, Keith Freed."

"Eh?"

"You Bradley don't need to bud into my business."

"Why are you using my name like that?" This was a first; Krystal never used his full name.

"Because you're a Bradley, and I'm a Rustchil. We will never get along."