Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Just as the leading warhorse was about to collide with the child, just as the mother screamed, and the spectators were closing their eyes, not daring to witness the scene, a tornado suddenly appeared in the road, lifting the helpless child!

At the critical moment, Yuna had acted, controlling the tornado to deliver the child from danger. Even though she was most adept in fire element magic and the Magical Illusory Spell Formation, her wind element magic was also decent, given that she was a Magical Tutor.

The tornado spooked the lead horse, which bucked and raised its front hooves high in the air. The knight fell from its back with a thud, too stunned to stop his fall.

“Thank you miss, thank you!” cried the woman, who took the child from Yuna’s hands with relief. The witnesses stood in awe of what they had just seen, both touched by Yuna’s kindness and shocked by her mastery of magic.

“She’s beautiful on the outside, and even more beautiful on the inside. What a great lady!” someone gushed. Then the crowd broke into chatter. Some were sure she was a powerful Magical Tutor, and others claimed she must be a noblewoman, who was simply traveling in plain clothing. Some even speculated she must be a princess from a faraway land…

The other knights pulled up their reins and stopped. While two dismounted to help their comrade up, the rest glared at Yuna, who was standing behind Yang Ling by that time. Their angry faces were enough to stop the crowd’s speculative chattering.

Behind the leading knights was a group of warriors suited in bright armor. There were also a few Spellcasters, their staffs in their hands. Looking at how flustered they were, they seemed to be the followers of the few knights in front.

Could it be that they had accidentally encountered a group of princes?

Seeing the number of guards increase as time went by, their frames muscular and their armor shining, Yang Ling guessed their identities. The knights could barrel down a crowded road without recourse, and they had an entourage of fighters with them. It was obvious that they were rich nobles, outranking someone like Lamada.

Yang Ling could also infer this when he saw how the spectators did not dare voice their thoughts. After all, in addition to the commoners, there were also a few richer merchants and nobles riding in luxurious carriages that had pulled off to the side of the road.

“Oh Yiblis, I am going to kill you!” the knight who had fallen screamed, tearing his helmet off, revealing a pale, triangular face. His cheeks were fat and round, so much so that they obscured his chin. But his forehead was small, to comical effect. He looked like a mature bamboo shoot.

It was alright to look ugly, but he also had a wispy, patchy mustache on his upper lip, which was quivering in anger. He looked shifty. Yang Ling didn’t think he needed any makeup to perform as a clown on stage.

“Oh, Robert, so it’s that guy!” Hans cried, surprised. Everyone else was terrified of the comical face, but Hans was not.

The Livenza Alliance had thrived because of their soldiers and merchants, and the way the two groups worked together. Large merchant associations wielded the economic lifeline of the alliance, and they had many connections with nobles from the various duchies. In fact, many of the people operating the merchant associations behind the scenes were the great nobles of the various duchies.

Triangle Face Robert’s father was the foreign affairs minister of the Kaliya Duchy, and the Banner family he belonged to held deep influence. His friends also had notable reputations. But his group were not commoners that could be easily bullied either. Hans believed that the other party would not attack them just for fun.

Indeed, after seeing Hans, Lia, Halalei and the rest, the furious Triangle Face paused. If the other party were commoners or small nobles with no status, he would have attacked without hesitation. But he had to consider the consequences if he acted recklessly against the reputable Hans and his group.

“Damn you Fatso, I heard you went to the Terras Forest in the east, why are you back so soon?” he roared, halfway between anger and surprise. “Could it be that you were humiliated by the barbarians and had no choice but to run home with your tails between your legs?”

Run back with our tails between our legs?

That comment made Lia furious. “Whatever did or didn’t happen, it’s better than being a wild dog that eats feces while crawling on the ground like someone here does!” she spat.

On an average day, Lia and Hans bickered whenever they met, as though they were enemies. But in a conflict, their barrels were aimed toward Triangle Face.

At the Royal Institution, Lia, Hans and the rest would sometimes butt heads with the arrogant Triangle Face. Even though they did not fight each other with all their might, they had engaged in minor arguments countless times. They were so familiar with each other that they knew what to say to inflict the most damage to the other party.

Triangle Face Robert was very ugly, and he wasn’t very talented at much of anything, but he enjoyed being domineering. He liked to think he was better than everyone else. Insulting him in front of everyone was usually much more effective than beating him up.

The spectators couldn’t believe what Lia had said. That lady Spellcaster had some guts! A few laughed at her insult. A few more agreed heartily so that Robert could hear. Nobody liked the guy, that was clear.

“Oh Yiblis, look at his groundhog-like head, he can’t even be compared to a wild dog!” cried one spectator.

“That’s right, to think that he is an earl. He is the disgrace of us Kaliya people!” replied another.

“Look at that, that knight is Halalei, the successor of the Nicholas family! The Spellcaster is the daughter of the leader of the Magic Alliance! A good show is about to begin…” someone called out with excitement. The crowd shifted on their feet.

Some of them cursed at the arrogant Triangle Face Robert and his group, and some scolded him, while others simply watched, waiting to see what might unfold.

Triangle Face Robert and his group were reputable, but Hans, Lia, Halalei and the rest also had prestigious backgrounds. It would cause a commotion in the capital no matter which party got injured. Looking at the numbers advantage Triangle Face had, a few people who knew of the identities of Hans, Halalei and their group sneaked away, preparing to inform their families.

As Lia had expected, after being humiliated in public and compared to a wild dog, Triangle Face Robert trembled with anger. His rage grew as he looked around, first at Lia’s group and Hans, then at the expectant crowd.

Earlier in the day, he had made a bet to win the virginity of a beautiful young girl. The bet was to see who could get out of the city gate the fastest, along with his entourage. He had been in the lead when Yuna’s tornado spooked his horse, unseating him in front of an audience.

Now, he was being compared to a feces-eating dog by Lia, and in front of everyone. He couldn’t stand it!

Impulsively, he decided to attack. He would teach Lia, Hans, and the rest a harsh lesson, settling a number of scores all at once.

“Charge! Destroy them!” he screamed, spit flying from his mouth. As his guards charged forward, he retreated. He produced a staff from his saddle pack, and muttered angrily, summoning a brown Gryphon, and prepared to attack Lia. He commanded the Gryphon to tear Lia’s clothes, thus exposing her to the crowd.

I heard that the detestable Lia’s breasts are only as large as Siberian Snow Plums. I wonder if that’s true!

After commanding his guards to surround the other party, looking at the distraught Lia and the outline of her breasts, Triangle Face Robert laughed lecherously. He believed that it would be wonderful to tear off her clothes, and that it would be even more satisfying than killing her with a blade!

“Places, everyone!” yelled Halalei, and the group quickly got into a small circular defensive formation. He knew that Robert wouldn’t dare to kill them, but he needed to be cautious anyway.

Robert’s guards had followed his commands, and surrounded the other group, but none of them dared to strike. They knew who these people were, after many years of serving in the capital. If they attacked too hard, Robert might get out unscathed, but each of the guards would surely be punished. Not even bear’s guts instead of their own would give them the constitution to strike.

So even though they had the numbers advantage, Triangle Face’s guards were unable to close in on them when faced with Orlando’s sharp harpoon, Lobina’s ice arrows and Yuna’s fireballs. The nervous Halalei heaved a sigh of relief.

Observing from the side, looking at Triangle Face Robert smiling lecherously as he instructed his Gryphon to take to the sky, then seeing the Magical Badge hanging on his chest, Yang Ling came up with an idea for a counterattack.