2 Humiliation
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Looking at the old acquaintance who had walked two steps in front of him and stood still, Brady's sword-like eyebrows furrowed slightly.
Keith Grant, 18 years old, the only son of Grant, a second-class marquis of Karthak, and a student of the advanced class of the Yan Department of Magic at the Western Capital School of Magic, is arrogant, hypocritical, and narrow-minded, and is the most disgusting person in the academy.
"Brady, you said you were going to make me regret it. Thanks to good genetics, Keith, who is tall and tall, has a pair of fair-skinned handsome faces, but it's a pity that the disdainful smile hanging on it all the year round makes this handsome face look a little hateful, "Tell me, what kind of regret method is it?"
For this unfriendly, aggressive, and temporarily unprovoked creature, Brady in a foreign country can only remain silent, and choose to respond to all changes.
"Regret? Ben Shao didn't know what regret was since he was a child, hurry up, teach me. Keith took a step toward Brady and whispered softly, "Hurry up, teach me." ā
Brady lowered his eyes, ignoring Keith's provocation.
"Hahahaha!" Keith suddenly burst out laughing nervously, "Let me regret it? With you who don't have any talent for magic or martial arts?hahaha! It's so funny! Hahaha......"
"Big Brady is not trash. Faced with Keith, who was about to have a rabies attack at any time, all the onlookers made the choice to retreat and remain silent, so in this environment of only wild laughter, Phil's voice was distinctive, "You must apologize to Big Brother Brady!"
"What did you say, little one?" Keith's widening eyes flashed a hideous look, "You want me to apologize to this shit?"
"Big Brother Brady isn't a piece of waste!" Phil said loudly as he walked around Brady and confronted Keith bravely, "You are not allowed to slander him!"
"What are you, dare to teach me a lesson?" Keith shook his head and whispered to himself, then his right hand suddenly opened and threw it in Phil's face, "Get out of here!"
"Smack!"
A crisp loud bang suddenly exploded in the hallway, and in Brady's eyes, time seemed to freeze in this second.
The emaciated figure flying into the air, the blood oozing from the corner of the young man's mouth, Keith's fierce eyes, and the terrified gaze around him......
"Bang!"
The sound of Phil landing brought Brady back to his senses.
"A little Jianmin dares to point fingers at me, do you want to die!" At the same moment, Keith Geesthee roared.
"Phil, how are you!" A panic that had not been experienced for a long time rose in his heart, and looking at Phil who had fainted in front of him, Brady's reason was gradually replaced by impulse.
"Hmph. After the rising anger was vented, Keith calmed down a little, glancing at Brady who was kneeling on one knee and Phil who was held in his arms, Keith's narrow eyes were full of contempt, "Jianmin is hard, this can't die." ā
Endless anger churned and burned in his chest, an uncontrollable aura of destruction rushed and rolled in his blood, and after making sure that Phil had only fainted from a concussion in the brain, Brady, who was expressionless, picked up his thin body in the crook of his arm and returned to the classroom.
"Phew, coward!" Thinking that Brady had been a shrunken turtle as before, Keith spat on the ground and was about to leave.
"Since six years ago, you've been trying to force me to duel you. At the door, Brady, who had re-walked out of the classroom after setting up Phil, looked at Keith coldly, "Now, you can get what you want." I, Brady Renard, ...... in the glory of my ancestors and in the name of my father."
"What are you doing?"
At this moment, a majestic and angry voice came from the top of the staircase.
"Ahh
"What's going on!" With a burly figure, short thick hair, a neatly groomed beard, and piercing eyes that seemed to be full of scrutiny and questions at all times, Marcus was undoubtedly one of the most awe-inspiring instructors in the academy.
"......" At this time, even the invincible Keith became dumb, and naturally no one at the scene dared to speak casually.
"You're you again?" Marcus frowned when he saw Keith also present, apparently this recognized problem student was also giving him some headaches.
"You two come with me, and the others will return to the classroom immediately. Knowing that he would not get any results if he continued to ask, Marcas had no choice but to dismiss the onlookers.
After giving Keith a look, Bowen, the initiator of the pardon, quickly left with a group of instigated students, and Brady's classmates naturally returned to the classroom, leaving only Marcus in the corridor for a while.
"Follow me to the office. Looking at the time, there were still twenty minutes left before class, and Marcus decided to do some ideological work on Brady and Keith.
"Mentor Marcus, please wait a minute. Just as Marcus was about to turn away, Phil appeared at the door.
"Phil, what's going on?" Marcasdon's face changed dramatically at the sight of Phil's swollen left side of his face, and then the mentor, known for his stern and impartial, stared at Keith with a lustful gaze.
Big trouble. Rao is Keith is arrogant and arrogant, and his heart is a little hairy at this time.
"Good, good. Seeing that Keith just turned his head to look at him, after a few seconds, Marcus laughed angrily, "Go back in the evening and tell the Marquis of Grant that I will visit him early tomorrow morning and thank him for giving birth to a wonderful son." Now, get out of here before I do!"
"Hmph. Keith glanced at Marcas, Brady, and Phil one by one with resentful eyes, and finally was shocked by Marcus's strength and integrity, leaving only a small cold snort and turned away.
"Phil, you go to the treatment room first. As Keith left, Marcus turned to Phil with concern.
"Thank you, teacher. After bowing to Marcas, Phil immediately opened his mouth to defend Brady, "Teacher, it's none of Brady's business......
"Alright, I know. Marcas patted Phil on the shoulder, "You go get treatment." ā
"Oh good. Teacher, it's really none of Brady's business. At the urging of Marcas, Phil, who turned back three times in one step, slowly disappeared from Brady's sight.
After seeing Phil leave, Marcus and Brady were relatively silent for a while.
"Brady. After a moment of silence, Marcus spoke first, "You are from Nozlang, I don't care, you are the son of Renard, I don't care." But, some people are very concerned about that, so, you know what I mean?"
"Yes, Mr. Marcas. Brady thought for two seconds, "I won't be coming to the academy again tomorrow, please help me take care of Phil." ā
"Don't worry, he's my student. Marcas opened and closed his mouth twice after speaking, but finally couldn't resist the integrity in his heart, "I actually care about the fact that you are from Nozlang. Otherwise, even if you don't have a talent for magic, I will officially take you as an apprentice based on your sincerity in friendship alone. ā
"Thank you. ā