The man with his eyes wide open was drooling at the corner of his mouth, and his fingertips were about to touch Belle's body. The accomplices beside him laughed. ~,

Suddenly, a blue shadow, with the sound of wind, passed through the crowd like a flash of lightning, and smashed hard on the back of the man who wanted to blaspheme Belle with lightning speed.

Everyone in surprise heard a crackling sound of bone shattering. The man roared in pain, covered his right hand and rolled on the ground.

His accomplices were startled, looked back and quickly turned their attention to the blue shadow.

It was a scabbard nearly two meters long, blue, carved with exquisite and gorgeous patterns.

Looking down the slender scabbard, a black-haired man clenched the hilt with his right hand. Perhaps because of excessive force, the smile on his face was a little distorted. He squinted his eyes, and a dangerous look appeared in his pupils in the slit.

Many people don't know that once Rick squints his eyes and smiles, it proves that he is already in a state of rage.

"My hand!! My hand!!" The man who tried to invade Belle howled in pain at this time, clamped his right hand under his crotch, pushed his knee to his shoulder, curled up together, and rolled on the ground.

He felt his right hand hit by a fast-moving train, his hand bones had been shattered, and his palms were as soft as the skin.

So cruel... The man's accomplices had the same idea in their heads. When they looked at Rick, who was emitting cold air all over their bodies, they all stepped back and lined up, and squeezed together to feel more at ease.

Seeing Rick shocking everyone, Belle was delighted and hurriedly hid behind him. He put his hands on his broad shoulders. Only a pair of watery big eyes were exposed behind his shoulders and watching around.

The sharp eyes as sharp as a blade swept across the students ahead who were bullying Belle in partnership. Rick's cold eyes were locked on the man who had taken away Roman's scepter.

The man saw Rick looking like he was about to kill someone to relieve his hatred, and was clever, as if holding a hot potato in his hand, and honestly threw the scepter over.

Taking over Roman's scepter with one hand, Rick turned to face Belle, and the cold expression on his face melted instantly, and he naturally changed into a warm and warm smile as sunny as warm.

"Lan'er, you're not injured, are you?"

Her eyes remained on Rick's smile like the spring breeze. A warm current flowed through Belle's heart. She nodded, a blush appeared on her face, and she lowered her head and took back the scepter.

His head turned stiffly, and his neck made a crackling sound. Rick slowly turned around and his raised mouth retracted. He looked expressionless and asked coldly: "Why do you do this?"

He raised his ring to his chest with his hands, and with a bang, Rick moved the hilt of the sword, revealing a sharp sword body, emitting a stimulating cold air and light.

The students who bullied Belle together usually only commanded the summoning beasts to fight, and they hid far away. Seeing that the sharp blade in Rick's hand was so close to him, they had no doubt that the sword could easily cut their throats and release hot blood.

Everyone lined up and looked at each other, not daring to answer the black-haired man's question for a moment.

"What are you afraid of? This guy is just a seventh-level swordsman! Even though you can defeat him!" A angrily scolding came from behind, and the people lined up separated in the middle, giving way out.

The man with a black top hat covering his hair walked out, notably, with thick bandages wrapped around his face, leaving only a pair of blood-stained eyes staring at Rick.

"But you were defeated by me," Rick was stunned at first, then smiled disdainfully, and said sarcastically: "Does that prove that you are not even as good as a seventh-level swordsman, Nadel?"

This person was Nadel, who was defeated by Rick that day and was disfigured by his summoned beast.

The bandage on his face wrinkled due to his hideous expression. If Nadel took off the bandage at this time, everyone would be able to see his ugly face.

"Beast, you are cheating!" Nadel waved his hand and cursed.

Nadel was so excited and angry that Rick felt a sigh of relief in a bad mood. He calmed down and a smile of beating was piled on his face. He imitated Phirus's tone and said sarcastically: "May I ask, where are you cheating?"

His feet rubbed against the ground hard, and Nadal gritted his teeth, wishing he could pounce on him and tear Rick to pieces.

After all, he can't say childish words like "I thought you were a high-level swordsman" because of his own mistakes in judgment.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Kyle, since you're here today, at least crawl back for me!" Nadal said with his fist twisted.

"Before this, I'm going to ask a question." Rick laughed, not caring about his threat, and asked slowly: "When you came out at this time, it would prove that you are the masters of these guys. Are you not afraid of affecting your image in Miss Belle?"

Nadel did not notice the word "master" he said, completely ignoring his dark-faced accomplices, and said to himself with red eyes: "I don't care about anything now. Today I will let you know how stupid mistake you have made!"

The resentment is so deep... Rick scratched his head, turned his head ninety degrees, looked at Belle behind him with his face, and whispered: "Did you hear it? I said that this Nadel is not a good person."

Belle nodded heavily.

Before Nadel ran away, Rick clenched his left fist in front of his mouth, coughed pretentiously, and said with a puzzled look: "I want to promise you, but are you sure you want to do it here?"

Nadel, the opposite side, instantly realized that this was the Summoner Academy's arena, and that fighting here would be punished for disrupting the order of the game.

He looked up at the rostrum above who had noticed Fold here, and regained his rationality, so he said to Rick: "Since that's the case, let's go to the back mountain to fight to the death!"

Bah! You have so many helpers, and now I promise you that you are being squeezed to the end! Rick scolded in his heart, raised his head, and looked arrogant. He said lightly: "You said you would go to the back mountain and go to the back mountain?"

Seeing that he was so arrogant, Nader was immediately angry. The bandage on his face gradually dissipated with the violent expression of his face. He could see his scarlet skin like a monkey's butt.

"If you are a man, accept my challenge!" Nadal was already blushing and his neck was thick.

Rick pondered for a while, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he clenched his left fist on the palm of his right hand, as if he had some good idea.

"By the way, when it comes to the question of whether it is a man, I remembered the promise you made before the duel." Rick looked at Nadel with interest, looking forward to his reaction.

Nadel frowned and finally remembered something. He was shocked. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and deliberately pretended to be crazy and said, "What promise?"

"Haha, you are so kind of nobles who are so forgot about it." Rick cleared his throat and said loudly: "A few days ago, you and I had an equal duel in the back mountain of the college. If I lose, I must be far away from Miss Belle."

Seeing that it had attracted the attention of the students present, Rick smiled proudly. "But you have lost to me, a small seventh-level swordsman. As a winner, I have the right to make a request to you, right?" He looked at Nadel with a grim smile.

I have to say that watching the fun is everyone's nature. Seeing Rick, Nadel and others having sex, many people gathered over curiously.

"Look at it, go and go!" Nadal's men hurriedly drove the crowd to watch, because some of them witnessed the duel between Rick and Nadal in the back mountain.

"This is a duel to bet on the glory of the nobles. Could it be that His Excellency Nadel, the descendant of the Count, is untrustworthy?" Rick shouted even louder. He was not saying it to Nadel, but the students who like the gossip of the nobles.

The effect Rick expected was soon achieved. After a while, half of the students in the audience stopped watching the bites between the boring monsters in the competition, but instead surrounded them with a look at the fun.

There were more and more onlookers, and Nadel's men were no longer able to drive them away. Nadel complained secretly. Because he was too vengeful, he forgot that the loser needed to meet the winner's condition.

Nadall began to regret that he was too confident at the time, so he made a ruthless saying "If you win, you will do whatever you want."

This kid will definitely embarrass me... Nadel stared at Rick with a smile, angry and unsure in his heart. "Kyle, don't go too far. You can ask for it, but don't think of those unrealistic things!"

After tsk a few times, Rick looked disdainful, "Are you scared?"

Taking a deep breath, Nadel leaned into Rick's ear with contemptuous eyes and whispered: "Boy, I tell you, don't think that if you hold Prince Aaron's thigh, you can be arrogant. Baron, nothing counts! Why don't you change your request to 'let me go' or something like that, I can forgive you."

Rick took a few steps back with a frightened look on his face, and Nadel nodded with satisfaction.

"Do you know? His Excellency Nadel just said three words in my ear..."

Nadal frowned.

"He said..." Rick turned to the onlookers, "'I'm scared!'"

"Nadell, your count is hereditary at least. Look at your cowardly appearance, and you are worthy of adding 'Catto' between your surname and name?"

"It's really an insult to the duel ceremony passed down from the beginning of the century. You are still a man who dares not fulfill your promises?"

"It's just a waste!"

Some students who had offended Nadel now saw someone standing up for them and seized the opportunity to humiliate Nadel.

The targeted curses around him became more and more intense. Nadel, who was so angry that he trembled all over and helpless, was really pitiful and couldn't bear to watch it anymore. "Kyle... forget it, he should know that he was wrong..." Belle said hesitantly.

Touching her long black hair as soft as silk, Rick shook his head gently and said softly: "If this scum is not punished properly, he will never know what is wrong."

Faced with the strong public pressure, Nadel could no longer stand up. He clenched his fists and finally put a sentence into his teeth, "Okay, I promise you."

Nadel couldn't escape sanctions now, and Rick took his hands and thought about how to breathe for Belle.

"What are you doing?" A serious voice came from outside the layers of human walls to Rick's ears.

The crowd quickly opened a hole, and a white-haired old man walked in with several tutors from the Summoner Academy.

Tsk, it was this old man again. Rick looked at Fold who was coming to disrupt the situation with annoyance, but his face was smiling. He gently pressed his left hand against his right chest, owing his body slightly, and commemorating the noble ceremony.

Ford frowned, "It's you again?" He looked behind him and found Belle, who was as well-behaved as a cat huddled in his master's arms. He looked at Nadel, who was in surprise on the other side, and asked with his round eyes, "Answer, what's going on here?"

Nadel was startled at first, and when he saw his grandfather, who was the dean of the summoner, came, he felt much more confident. "No, I can't let him know about bullying Belle in partnership. This old man will break my legs." Nadel swallowed, hurriedly came to Ford's ear, and whispered with grief and anger.

Not long after, Ford nodded and snorted dissatisfiedly, "I know the whole story of the matter," he glanced at Rick with some disgust. "Young man, what do you want my grandson to do, just mention it."

Rick tilted his mouth, not knowing what Nadel said, but what can be confirmed is that this kid must have said something irritating. Although he wanted to explain the reason thoroughly, Ford had already said, "I have a rough idea of ​​the whole story." If he wanted to explain something at this time, he seemed too self-respectful.

Looking at Nadel who was proud of himself, Rick sighed. In front of other seniors, he was embarrassed to make a request that made Nadel embarrassed.

Let you go for the time being.

Rick had no choice but to spread his hand out, and had to say, "It's very simple. In the future, Lord Nadel will be responsible for Miss Belle's safety. If she is hurt a little," he casually pointed his hand at the bottomless field like an abyss down, "jump down from here."

"But," Rick stared at Nadel coldly, "You are not allowed to appear in her field of vision. If you violate it, the punishment will be the same as you said just now." He turned around and said to the others: "All you who are willing to defend the glory of the nobles, please testify for the supervisor." After that, he silently gave the noble ceremony.

Fold was slightly stunned. Although he knew that this person would not make vulgar requests such as gold, silver and treasures, he did not expect that Rick would think of everything for Belle, which made him quite satisfied.

"You're not going to agree?" Ford urged his unscrupulous grandson.

Just expect you to not dare to be arrogant... Nadel snorted coldly, and was interrupted by Rick rudely as soon as he was about to speak.

"Wait, before that, I have something to say." Rick took it out of his pocket for a long time and finally found a pair of wrinkled white gloves. This was what Diego stuffed to him when he handed over the title procedures, which meant that this guy was a must-have item for the nobles to wear a B.

After weighing the pure white gloves, they hit Nadel coolly in front of the stunned Nadel's feet like holding a bundle of 100 yuan bills. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!