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The Arcadia System - Chapter 142

Published at 24th of March 2022 06:25:20 PM


Chapter 142: Hope To See You Again

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Before he started at NIRA, Reve had met a young man just like himself that made a great conversationalist. He was able to keep up with Reve's weird thought process. It was safe to say that the young man left quite the favorable impression on Reve.

'If I remember correctly, his name is Silas, right?' Reve thought as his pace increased.

In no time, just as the four bullies were about to land another fiery punch at Silas, a blue silhouette zoomed past them. Before they knew it, their ring leader mysteriously flew away from his spot. The other three bullies rapidly blinked as they could not process what had happened.

How did their ring leader disappear?

They turned around to see the supposedly missing ringleader laying in a pile of trash. His face was planted on the floor while his butt faced outward.

It was an extremely embarrassing scene to watch, even for the three bullies. 

However, now was not the time for this!

A red glow appeared on their body as they shouted at the invisible air, "Who is there? Reveal yourself."

They were not dumb. They could tell when someone was messing with them. 

A cold whisper chilled their ears from behind, "If you say so…"

The chill that spread throughout their body prompted them to fire a rapid array of firebolts behind them. Yet, before they could say it was over, the familiar blue light reflected in their eyes. 

Like normal humans, they closed their eyes in reaction. By the time they opened it back, a firm punch was planted in each of their guts.

"Ahh!"

Veins popped in their eyes as they went to their knees, groveling in pain. The power behind that punch was not something they could even start to comprehend. Even when they shielded their body with spirit energy, it failed to stop the punch.

Finally, after making a quick work of them, Reve appeared in their view, his casual demeanor as they whelped in pain made them think of the fabled devil.

"...And to think I thought I was about to get serious," Reve pouted.

A part of him was expecting their fight to be quite difficult. However, reality was sad…as always.

Fueled with a sudden rage, Reve walked up to one of them and lightly held them by the chin, "It would appear that not all students at NIRA are impressive. Seriously, just one punch and you drop dead like a fish?"

For a moment, he forgot that as a demihuman, he boasted of physical feats that were borderline inhumane. Simply put, he was just being shameless at this moment. 

However, what he said had a bit of credibility. This bunch of students wasn't impressive at all. In fact, they should be a disgrace to the other students of NIRA.

....And if that was the case, how the hell were they taking advantage of the one person that left a good impression on him?

"Reve of Azea. What are you doing?!" a raspy shout was directed at Reve. 

What came next was rough rounds of breathing that echoed around the street corner. Reve traced the origin of the sound.

He smiled as he looked at the student it came from, "I thought you were unconscious."

"I will ask again. Why are you interfering in our business?" demanded the ringleader of the bullies. 

Reve pointed at Silas in response, "Why, you ask? He is my friend. I do not know what business you have with him, but leave him be!"

Silas' eyes trembled as he finally recognized the person who saved him. He wanted to say something, but his body was too weak to even pronounce simple words.

"I never knew you had friends, Reve of Azea," smirked the ring leader.

It seemed that whatever regenerative powers he used on himself was finally done as he stared arrogantly at Reve. 

Reve sighed, "Just call me Reve, adding anything else is really irking. Bullocks!"

He watched as the group of bullies gathered together to build a firm wall that blocked the exit of the street corner.

Reve had no idea what they were thinking, though. Surely, they weren't thinking of stopping him. If that was the case, they were really ludicrous.

"He needs to give us what we want!" demanded the ring leader. 

His aura began spreading rampantly out of his body. It collided with the exposed aura of the other bullies as they took a threatening stance.

Reve sighed once more, pretending to not notice the energy building up in them, "What he has is his. I will only say this once more. Leave him be."

"I can't do that, Reve of Azea," responded the ring leader. 

Along with his comrades, he dashed at Reve, preparing to unload whatever technique or spells they had in mind. However, in a very anticlimactic fashion, a bunch of winter vines sprouted out of the earth and wrapped around the limbs of the four bullies.

They tried using whatever they could think of to get out, but nothing worked. The only thing they could do was wait until the caster of the spell released them. So, they stared intensely at Reve without saying anything.

On the other side, Reve had plenty to say.........

With a few tweakings, the vines extended from all sides of the street corners and held the bullies upwards. The only thing stopping them was the winter vines that became colder at each second. 

Reve appeared closer to the ringleader. 

His right fist tightened as he landed a brutal punch in his guts. He could have landed it elsewhere, but he was scared to leave an appalling scar on the foolish student. 

After the first punch, Reve went on to throw a series of punches. He was clearly enjoying the screams that came out of the ringleader. 

Wasn't it just a moment ago that the ring leader threatened him?

What about now?

To top it off, there was something the ring leader said that ticked him off!

Feeling frustrated, Reve channeled magi into his body and flung a sidekick on the ringleader's face. 

His teething voice could be heard, "I said don't call me Reve of Azea..."

Having released all his pent-up emotions, Reve realized the ring leader had already blacked out. He shook his head and focused on the other bullies. 

Yet…

"Hmmmmm….what is that smell?" Reve sniffed the air. 

He saw a yellow liquid substance pouring out of the pants of the three bullies. 

Reve couldn't hold the laughter in him, "Did you lots.... pee?"

He watched as the three bullies trembled with colors of shame evident on their faces. It was also mixed with fear, a sort of traumatic fear that even Reve could smell.

Reve tip-toed closer to them, "It seems you do not want to continue, do you?"

They quickly shook their heads in response.

A sigh escaped Reve's lips, "That's a shame. I thought we could go a few more rounds, just like your ringleader."

"Anyway, did you understand the message?" he spoke as if addressing children, "Are you going to target poor Silas again?"

Once more, the terrified bullies shook their heads.

"What a sad life? What happened to the fiery stubbornness of youths?" whispered Reve.

His downcast looks only proved to make the bullies more scared. 

"Alright, I will be the better person here. Take your leader and leave. I hope to see you again," sadly smiled Reve.

He freed them and watched as one of them picked up the ringleader with his soaked pants before getting the hell out of this location.

What "hope to see you again"?

They never wanted to see him again




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