Dragon Master: The SSS-Ranked School Belle Asked Me To Contract Her

Chapter 43 Argument

Freya wasn't the only one interested in what had happened, so the crowd quickly gathered around Veer. However, they kept their distance from him since Freya was still standing there.

Hearing Freya's question, Veer flashed a cheeky smile and began narrating as if telling a story, "Well, let me explain. You see, I ran away from him, but he chased after me. When we got near the dormitories, I saw a huge wall in front of me. I was already scared, but I somehow managed to avoid hitting the wall. Unfortunately, he couldn't and slammed straight into it, destroying everything."

Finishing his story, Veer took a deep breath and thought, 'Damn! I should have gone into the audiobook industry.'

"So you were wasting time here while someone is buried under all that rubble?" Freya glared at Veer, but knowing she had urgent matters to attend to, she ignored him for now.

Turning to face the collapsed building, she extended her hand forward, and a beautiful green hue enveloped her palm.

In the next moment, a massive magic circle formed above the rubble, adorned with numerous smaller circles inside it, each connected by intricate characters.

In the dim light of the evening, the magic circle glowed brightly, sending bursts of wind in all directions.

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, the circle rotated slightly as gusts of wind picked up the debris from the collapsed building, slowly lifting it into the air.

Bricks, wooden planks, and every other material used to construct the building now hovered beneath the magic circle.

Veer stared at the magic circle in awe, his wide eyes glued to it, not blinking even once. He tried to absorb as much as he could, fascinated by its beauty and complexity.

'Such a beautiful sight!' Veer thought, his body instinctively moving closer to the magic circle. However, a slender but firm hand grabbed him, halting his movement.

Snapping out of his daze, he noticed the hand belonged to Freya, who was looking at him out of the corner of her eye. In a light whisper, she said, "Don't get too absorbed in magic circles. Remember one thing: they are tools, not your own power. Treat them as such."

Veer tilted his head, confused. He understood the words but couldn't grasp their meaning. He opened his mouth to ask something, but Freya had already turned her attention elsewhere, ignoring him completely.

'Coming from someone like her, it can't be useless. Still, what does that mean? Are spells bad or something?' Veer felt a headache creeping in, so he pushed the matter to the back of his mind, deciding to think about it later.

Soon, the body of a young man covered in wounds came into view. Blood and dirt stained his torn clothes.

"Jason!"

A loud scream startled everyone as they turned to look at the source. A young man ran through the crowd, followed by another.

They rushed toward Jason, pulling him out from the rubble, giving Freya space to let the debris drop gently back to the ground.

Afterward, Freya examined Jason and announced, "He's alive but injured. He'll survive, so there's no need to worry."

Aron, the young man holding Jason, nodded before pulling out a small, finger-sized container filled with green liquid. He forced Jason's mouth open and poured the contents in.

Meanwhile, his friend John, boiling with anger, glared at Veer and shouted, "This is all your doing, isn't it? You had a grudge against us, so you decided to take revenge on our companion. How shameless of you to even blame the building collapse on him!"

Before Veer could respond, his phone blared loudly, "Who let the dog out? Woof! Woof!"

Coughing awkwardly, Veer said, "Ahem! Sorry about that, but someone called me."

He pulled out his phone and switched it off. As he did, he heard muffled snickers from the crowd and had to resist laughing himself.

'Thanks, system!'

John, however, was furious. He looked ready to rip Veer apart, but Freya's presence kept him in check. How could he not see the ridicule in Veer's eyes?

What irked him the most was the fact that the people of Second, who used to read them, were now looking down at him. How dare they!!

After tending to Jason, Aron turned to Veer and said, "John's right. This has to be your scheme. Our boss challenged you today, but you refused, so now you're using underhanded tactics? How disgraceful!"

Ignoring the mocking gazes from the crowd, Aron knelt before Freya and pleaded, "Dean, please bring justice! My friend has been wronged by this treacherous bastard!"

Freya didn't reply immediately. Her brows furrowed as she thought, 'This is definitely something he planned, but how exactly did he do it?'

She had researched Veer in her own ways and knew how crafty he was, even though he acted like a goofball. His smile alone told her this was all part of his plan.

'Wait! How did someone who hasn't even formed a Mana Core destroy a building without sustaining serious injuries? Something doesn't add up.'

Turning to Veer, she asked, "Do you have anything to say?"

"Of course, I do! A victim always cries for justice," Veer declared, thumping his chest as he stood up. He then looked at Aron and scoffed, "To be honest, I don't even need to argue much since the opposition is weak as hell."

Gesturing toward Jason, he continued, "I refused your boss's challenge because I know I'm weak, and there's no point in fighting a losing battle—especially against an idiot who thinks with his lower half. So, you guys decided to send someone to attack me instead."

"That's nonsense!" Aron spat on the ground. "You're accusing us of attacking in broad daylight? Do you think we're stupid enough to risk something like that, knowing Jason would face heavy punishment?"

Most of the crowd sided with Veer, as they were all from the Second Dormitory, but some found Aron's argument reasonable—except for a few who knew more about the academy's workings.

A subtle smile played on Freya's lips as she thought, 'What now?'