"Is that the transfer student... and Annabelle...?"
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All of the students in the classroom looked to the door, only to see one of their School Belles linking arms with the transfer student. Furthermore, the way she was latched to him seemed oddly intimate. One of the students, in particular, had a dangerous glare in his eyes as he accidentally snapped the pencil he was holding onto. 'That slutty bitch is still hanging around that damn transfer student!? Why is everyone so useless!? Those stupid subordinates of mine can't even do something as simple as cripple someone in the Immortal Venerable Realm!'
This young man was known as young Lord Issac Saberspire, also making him the son of the Saberspire Emperor. Just like his father, he too was someone who threw tantrums when he didn't get what he wanted. Proving just how true that was, he shouted, "What do you think you are doing with that mangy loser, Anna!? Do you not remember all that we talked about??"
Anna looked toward the source of this boisterous voice, only to find the livid appearance of the young man whom she had terrible memories of. "What we were talking about..." She bit her lips, her eyes swimming about in frustration. Noticing this, Azmodeus softly sighed before patting her on the head, also transmitting his voice to her mind. 'What does he have on you...?'
Surprised by the voice, Anna looked to the right, only to find Azmodeus warmly smiling at her. 'Don't worry; I won't tell anyone what you tell me. So... What does that slow-witted gentleman have on you?'
Anna giggled a little, which alleviated the melancholic atmosphere. Yet, this secret display of affection only seemed to further anger Issac. Slamming his desk, he yelled, "You bitch! What do you think you are—"
Azmodeus stared at the pitiable girl for a second, then coldly sighed before putting away his hand. He had already heard the story from the victim herself, and apparently, Issac's father held a metaphorical gun to Emperor Mountainrider's throat, who was Anna's father. She didn't articulate precisely what Emperor Saberspire had on Emperor Mountainrider, but as soon as Issac found out about it, he used it to egg the poor girl into what would definitely one day be a cruel marriage.
'I should probably just kill the scum and save us all some eventual trouble, but Anna was right to stop me,' Azmodeus thought keenly. 'It is not yet time to stir up too much trouble, and I am not strong enough to handle everything that may or may not come from physically abusing the young master prick... But if he pushes his luck...'
A cold glint in his eyes erupted with a crackly icy crimson energy that left every student in the room struggling to breathe. "Don't force my hand; stay in your lane," he said to Issac before sauntering over to the teacher's desk and placing a slip note on it. "If you insult Anna once more, regardless of the rules, I will cut you down. Do not tempt fate."
With that, Azmodeus left the room while carefully dragging Anna by the hand. It was only after they fully left the area that the pressure crushing the students in the classroom let up, prompting young master Issac to erupt in fury, once again sending another wave of panic through the students.
"I swear I'll kill that peasant bastard!! No matter what I need to do, I'll slaughter him!! He's dead, dead, dead, fucking bloody DEAD!!!!"
Meanwhile, outside the classroom, in one of the connecting hallways that led outside, an extraordinarily handsome crimson-haired man pulled along a pretty woman. Her heart was left a complete mess as butterflies fluttered around in her stomach. She wasn't sure if anyone had ever stood up for her like Azmodeus had done today; it was nice. Like really, really... really nice. A warm, comfortable feeling coursed through her body, making her feel so cozy inside.
However, when Anna remembered just what sort of power Issac and his father held, a bit of color left her scarlet red face. She anxiously pulled against Azmodeus, prompting him to stop in his tracks and turn around to face her. "Y-You really didn't need to do something like that... Are you not aware of what someone like him does when they are angry...? I don't want you to get hurt because of someone like... me..."