High-Class Mob 35 35. Juked

The crisp slap echoed in the ears of the students inside and out of the room. And as Colt's words left his mouth, he thought of something that made him pause for a minute and rethink his decisions.

'When did I become so become so violent?' remembering the duel earlier and him slapping this lady up, he felt like he was not himself. It felt like something is melding with his original self, or was it just him growing accustomed to this world with different customs and ways.

However, his thoughts were cut short as he saw two fists with bright red smoke coming his way.

Colt's trained eyes saw the oncoming fists and responded by blocking with his arms!

BANG!

Colt's body was sent flying back and cras.h.i.+ng on the wall hitting his back. The impact he sustained was not something he can easily shrug off.

As the two guards who were with the lady earlier made their move and executed a punch with their fist laced with red aura.

"You b.a.s.t.a.r.d, you dare hit Lady Mary!?"

"You are courting death!"

The two bulky men walked past the lady named Mary who is still dazed as she held her bright red right cheek.

On the other hand, Colt could feel his arms shaking and pulsating from the pain. The good was that it didn't break completely, but Colt was sure that it was cracked and broken.

With his a.s.s on the ground and his arms laid down unmoving and unfeeling, Colt raised his head and chortled.

'And this is why I shouldn't have done that…man, I messed up this time. And that name, Mary was it? That sounds a tad bit familiar, now, where did I heard it? Ah, who cares…I'm going to be beaten to a pulp by these two dudes so I think that's the least of my concerns.'

As he spoke of such, the two men released their Soul Partners which was an Eagle that has a set of feathers with blazing flame and a Red Tiger that seemed to have scale as armor all over its body.

Colt looked at them and did his best to get up. Without his arms, he used his upper body to prop himself back up and looked at them with eyes filled with anxiousness and a mix of excitement.

His heart was in trepidation, the what-ifs in his head were going off, but this situation is also out of a novel. Colt knows he can't win and instead of fighting these four opponents, he was instead planning on how he could escape.

'Now, let's see…how can I get out of here? I need some sort of opening.'

He was wis.h.i.+ng a meteor would come out, but instead what came out to his rescue was the very being who abandoned him earlier – the fat cat.

The valiant fat cat stood before Colt and faced four enemies, together with him. Compared to the other Soul Partners before it, the fat cat was not even comparable to their head.

However, as it stood there in front of Colt, the Soul Partners, the tiger, in particular, began to shake.

The fat cat at the moment was not acting arrogant nor was it acting in a way that can be seen as such.

The fat cat was acting like a cat that its tail stepped on, meaning, it was p.i.s.sed.

Even more so when it slapped the panther earlier today. And as it stared at the Tiger, it was hissing and growling.

"Nyaaaaa!" It raised its back, straightened its tail, and tried to make itself bigger than it should, and as the fat cat trembled in anger, it didn't even let anyone react to its actions and just jumped forward and with its tiny right paw punched the Tiger right on the face!

Bam!

Its face caved in and it spiraled on the air as it crashed to the board!

"What's that cat!?" Everyone was once again surprised by the cat, and the two bulky male was the most surprised.

And as the fat cat was sent up to the air, it found itself twirling about like a dancing Crane, and using its hind legs, it delivered a ferocious and vicious kick.

The eagle flinched as it saw the hind legs of the cat coming to its face. It had seen the power behind the cat, it knows what is about to come. And when it finally hit…

Poof!

The fat cat's kick was as effective as an egg being thrown to a rock. The damage the eagle sustained was not even a single percent of what the cat showed earlier.

But it didn't matter, because the fat cat only used the dumb eagle as a platform and as it kicked its face it sent itself flying to the man with an olive skin moving past the two men.

Landing on Colt's head, the fat cat and the two men stared at each other and as it tried to curse at them, Colt was already heading out of the room!

With crude and unpolished movement, Colt hit Mary on the body as he was escaping.

Thud!

Mary fell to her behind and as she and Colt exchanged gazes for a moment just as he was pa.s.sing by, she stared at his eyes and felt the need to say something but couldn't!

In the end, Colt ran away as he and the cat underwent a symphony of movements and as the two bodyguard-like men, who were misled by the eye-catching and bizarre performance of the white cat realized what was happening, Colt was already out of that building.

They tried to chase after him, but as they were about to do so, the golden-haired drill lady stopped them.

"T-that is enough…"

"But Young Lady Mary, he hit you."

As Mary touched her cheek hit by Colt another time, her face brightened and giggled.

Distracted by her own thoughts Mary was acting weird and the two men were thinking if Mary had been hit too hard by the b.a.s.t.a.r.d.

"Young Lady Mary?"

"Huh? Oh yeah sorry, I was thinking about something. Either way, that is enough for today, I shall deal with him myself. But still, thank you for stepping out to protect me…"

"It is merely our responsibility." The two men answered with pride.

Mary turned her back against them and then left in dazed.

The two men stared at her and as they remembered Colt's actions, they looked at one another and decided to ignore the orders of the Young Miss.

"The Master told us to protect her. We can't let this go!"

"Yes! There's still an hour before lunchtime ends, let's go and find that b.a.s.t.a.r.d."

"Agreed!"

And somewhere in the academy, Mina stared at Colt whose arms he could barely move and as she quickly casted a spell to heal him, it was her turn to speak coldly…

"Who did this?"