There were a few marshmallow-like clouds in the sky, and the sea breeze was blowing on the green grass on the training ground on the campus.

A group of students sat staggered on the grass at the edge of the training ground.

Castletown is a city built on the southern slope of the coastline, a mountain range that stretches from the interior to the sea, and Castletown is the end of the eastern end of this mountain range.

The Elven Academy is located in the southeast of Uptown, and sitting on the grass of the training ground, you can see the junction of the sky and the sea.

A sea breeze blew, and Claire's soft silver hair and pointed ears were floating in the wind.

Roy lay on the grass, looked at Claire in a leather waistcoat and white shirt, and complained to him:

"I haven't been able to figure it out, since it's a grudge between you and Steve, why doesn't he just be direct, just find a place to block you, beat you up, and it's best if you can't get out of bed for three months......"

“……”

Claire turned her head, her eyes full of speechlessness: 'Do you have such a deep grudge against me?' ’

I have to say that the young Silver Moon Elf can definitely be called good-looking, but he is too delicate, and his eyes do not have any lethality.

"That's because he's afraid of my sister, Steve and I are both nobles in Castletown, and he probably doesn't want to break the rules among the nobles, because if he does it to me in private, it will inevitably anger my sister, so he thought about teaching me a lesson in the elementary martial arts training class, and my sister beat him like this last year."

Roy sneered:

"This Steve is a coward, he didn't dare to seek revenge on your sister, and was ready to vent his anger on you, but in the end he swept me in."

Claire glanced back at Roy and said to Roy with a rather aristocratic bearing:

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect him to disregard the decency of the nobles and do it to you with his friends."

Roy got up from the grass, looked at the sea in the distance, and said to Claire, the silver moon elf, "Claire, do you want to have a different summer?" ”

"What?" Claire was a little curious.

"The more we want to escape some things, the more we can't get rid of them, sometimes what we lack is a little bit of courage, the so-called courage means that we dare to show our swords, meet on a narrow road, and the brave will win......"

After saying that, Roy also made a gesture of drawing a sword from his waist, although he didn't wear a sword, he also looked imposing.

“……”

Claire was still staring at Roy.

Roy turned to stand still, and on the grass a few dozen meters away, Steve was talking and laughing with a few young elves......

"Since they are looking for trouble with us, then we have to fight back, otherwise we will always be beaten passively." Roy said.

Claire hesitated: "But Steve is stronger than us!" He learned elementary martial arts here last year. ”

Roy leaned into Claire's ear and whispered, "The two of us can do this then......"

……

After the martial arts training class, Claire left the training ground with a heavy heart.

Steve ignored Claire and stood on the training ground staring at Roy from afar, not knowing what he was talking to the young Silver Moon Elves beside him.

Then came the literature and history class, and in the classroom was the elf teacher who was beautiful but never interacted with the students.

The lecture hall was almost full of students who had come to listen to the modern history of the elves.

Roy found that when the class was held, most of the classroom was full of female elves, but in this class, a lot of male elves poured in.

The seats in the classroom are almost unseated......

Roy was still sitting at the edge of the half-blood elf area, listening to how the last elven king of the elven dynasty divided the elven civilization into three, and Roy found that studying literature and history might not be as practical as studying botany.

And she obviously didn't speak very well, but there were surprisingly many people who came to listen to the class.

When the bell rang, Roy walked out of the classroom and down the stairs with the surging crowd.

When I came to the gate of the college, I planned to take the carriage back to Brown Street as I did yesterday.

A hand reached out from behind and pressed Roy's shoulder.

Steve squeezed out of the crowd with some smugness, smiled playfully, and said to Roy:

"Roy, if you don't want to make a fool of yourself in public, I think we can go over there and talk."

Roy didn't struggle, just flicked his arm and slapped the hand away from his shoulder.

There were a lot of students gathered at the gate of the academy, and many of them were already looking over this way, and there were even some elves pointing at this side.

Surrounded by Steve and a few young elves, Roy walked out of the bustling area of the school gate.

Next to a high bush wall at the side entrance of the college, there were few people.

Roy leaned his back against the bush wall.

Steve stood in front of him, he was the tallest of the Silver Moon Elves, wearing a suit of light leather armor and a sword at his waist.

"Roy, if you are willing to take the initiative to ask Instructor Nora: if you don't want to practice with Claire, you can leave now, and I promise that I will never make any trouble for you in the future." Steve said smugly.

The status of an elven nobleman probably gave him some sense of superiority and made him a little bit pretentious.

"So you've been getting me in trouble for the past two days, just because I'm in a group with Claire?" Roy asked Steve.

"What else do you want me to do myself?" Steve glanced at Roy with extreme disdain.

"As long as I tell Instructor Nora that I don't want to be with Claire, you're going to let me go?" Roy asked tentatively

"Of course."

After saying this, Steve's face almost lifted a triumphant smile.

He felt that Roy's defense had collapsed, just the last bit of pressure.

He looked at several companions around him, and one of the Silver Moon Elves understood it, and immediately took a half-step step to reach for Roy's collar, and shouted:

"What are you waiting for, if you don't agree, we'll beat your out......"

……

Around the corner of the street, Claire walked in alone.

A young elf, who had always been aware of the movement at the corner of the street, hurriedly whispered to Steve.

Steve turned around with a big grin and said unceremoniously to Claire, who came over:

"What? Claire, do you want to take the initiative to get beaten up? ”

"Steve, do you think I'm going to come alone?"

Claire said as she approached.

Steve glanced behind Claire in a bit of a panic.

Claire was already on Steve's right......

At this moment when he was slightly distracted, he heard someone shouting beside him:

"Hands-on ......"

Roy and Claire lunged at Steve almost at the same time.

Roy grabbed Steve's waist with both hands and slammed his shoulders into his lower abdomen.

Claire stepped behind Steve first, strangled his neck with one hand just when his center of gravity was unstable, and followed the inertia of Roy's pounce, and put Steve in light leather armor to the ground.

The two almost pinned Steve to the ground.

Steve didn't expect that it would be Roy and Claire who would take the lead, obviously there were more people on their side, and the other party had no chance of winning the fight......

Caught off guard, he was pounced on by Roy, and Claire's guy strangled his neck, making it difficult for him to gasp, let alone struggle.

Claire took the opportunity to punch Steve in the ribs, leaving Steve curling around like a prawn.

But then he saw Steve's tragic situation, and he hesitated a little, and he couldn't make up his mind to be ruthless.

Seeing Steve being thrown to the ground, the surrounding young elves immediately surrounded Roy and Claire and punched and kicked them in an attempt to pull them both up from Steve......

Roy looked very unscrupulous at the moment, and he didn't even dodge the punches and kicks of the other young elves, so he used his fist to hammer Steve, who was pressed under him.

After a few punches, Claire was almost dragged away by the other young elves.

He hugged Steve like crazy, clenched his fist and slammed it into Steve's ear.

The young elves around him almost all gathered around......

This kind of group fight doesn't use any martial arts at all, you just need to protect your body from being beaten, and then beat others hard.

There was no one else, Roy and Claire just saw Steve beat him up alone.

The fight was fierce until someone at the corner of the street noticed the fight and called for the elves patrolling the street.

A shrill whistle was heard in the distance.

'Toot ......'

Some of Steve's friends rescued the bruised-nosed and swollen Steve from the two, kicked Roy and Claire twice, and then rushed to the street corner, jumped into the carriage and ran away.

Claire and Roy were in a bit of a mess, sitting limply against the bush wall, grinning and slapping each other.

Although the two were beaten badly, Steve was no better than them.

The feeling of blood boiling aroused by the battle made Claire feel very happy to be beaten for the first time, and young people should be so happy and revenge.

"How are you?"

"It's okay, at least the bones aren't broken......"

Roy fumbled with great difficulty for his arms and ribs and responded.

At this time, the two elf guards from the street came running, and when they saw Roy and Claire with blue noses and swollen faces, and the embarrassed appearance of footprints all over their bodies, and saw the carriage that was rapidly leaving, they immediately shouted with a straight face and asked:

"What's going on here?"

Claire was just about to tell the atrocities of Steve's group of elves, but Roy was the first to speak:

"It's nothing, I just accidentally fell and got a little injured......"

“……”

Both Claire and the two elven patrolmen stared at Roy with strange eyes.

However, Roy, who was leaning against the bush wall at the moment, was breathing slightly, but he was very calm, not afraid of the eyes of the elven patrolmen.

One of the young elven guards tried to scold Roy, but was secretly stopped by another elven patrolman.

"Be careful when you walk, and if you run into any trouble, you can come to us." The seasoned elven guard spoke, and waited in front of the two of them for a while.

Roy struggled to squeeze out a smile and responded:

"No, I just accidentally fell, Lord Patrol, can we leave?"

The elven patrol stared at Roy and said nothing.

Roy pushed Claire, who was in a daze beside him, and the two of them endured the pain in their bodies, helped them to their feet, and limped out of the street along the bush wall.