Capítulo 14: Blood Feud?

But why didn't he look at me? Why is he targeting Matilda only? He is looking at her as if she is the only one he is seeing. Wait.

Cent looked down as she touched her tear-drop-shaped green brooch that was faintly glowing this entire time. A gasp escaped from her lips, finally understanding why everyone seemed to treat her as invisible.

Is this what Dad's doing? Probably, since he is the one who gave me this brooch.

Smiling from her father's protective streaks, Crescent remembered her rank in the pecking order and what she was here for.

I am here as a monster in training. And what does that entail? It means I can wreak havoc without the anxiety of being called by Headmaster Kirk.

I am entitled to be wicked.

"Stinky zombies are undeserving to step foot in the same space with the holy ones!"

Cent stood straight, stepping forward before Matilda, as she waited for Serza's incoming attack – the holy fire growing rapidly as it surrounded the blades of his sword like a sheath. With the way they set up things, the actions of the two dickheads supposed fighting, the pink-haired girl's supposed act of kindness as she created a shield against the turbulence thus separating Matilda from the crowd, and the casualty that involved only the zombies – cent could sum it up as staged assassination with a justified reason behind it. The reason was the poor zombies were just caught in the fight between the angels.

Cent's lips curled up with a smirk. Whoever planned this one is one smart bastard.

His grinning face focused only on Matilda who stopped cowering upon Cent's action.

"Girlie?"

Cent barely turned her head. "Let's see how this holy fireworks against me." Her eyes now steadily glowing green.

The lunatic Serza jumped midair. The wind gave him the momentum to swing his sword toward Matilda. The Benevolent student shone with malice. And Cent saw how the red-haired, Ruso, hid his malicious grin by covering the pink-haired girl's eyes from seeing the horrid scene. But Cent's enhanced vision saw how the pretentious girl secretly snickered. Even the crowd cheered for Serza – the crowd which was composed mostly of students from the Ambivalent Dorm and Benevolent Dorm.

After all, they toasted the two students from Malevolent Dorm earlier.

"What a bunch of hypocrites," Cent muttered before she glared at the blue-haired boy who was now a meter away from her standing point.

The next thing everyone witnessed stopped everyone's breath. One student lay dead on the floor.

"Aaah!" The pink-haired girl screamed with anguish while the other remained shell-shocked upon watching Serza's head roll to the ground.

But rather than staring at the angel's rolling head, they were staring at the newly-arrived girl with horns identical to the feared Grand Duke. Their eyes remained transfixed on the dragon-like wings that were double the height of the horned girl. The sharpened edges of the wings were the ones that cut off his head.

Cent closed her eyes. She relished the aftertaste of murdering a hypocrite. And for some odd reason, maybe because of her gene, she did not feel any remorse. The fact that the so-called angel she just killed was a bully played a major factor as well.

"A Halfling?"

"But I thought Sylvia is the only female Halfling?"

"Who's offspring is she?"

The crowd erupted into a fit of murmuring and whispers.

The clacking of her wedged shoes echoed in the eerily quiet hallway. But the pink-haired girl yelled at her as she freed herself from Ruso's grasp who stood frozen.

"What have you done, you monster?" Her face flushed with anger and tears after witnessing Serza's death.

"A monster? My girl, you just complimented me. After all, I am still a monster in training." Cent cheekily clasped her hands as if she felt elated by what Ariel said.

The scheming fake saint opened her small hands to attack Cent with the use of her glowing power.

What the fuck is that? A fucking glow in the dark?

Cent smiled sweetly at Ariel before stopping her by barricading Ariel's range of motion using her wing. "Careful, girl. I'm a new Halfling so I'm rather clumsy with my wings. I can't promise you that your neck will remain intact the next time you show me those glittery magic of yours. Hmm?"

Ariel's face contorted with rage before she looked back to where Rosu was standing frozen. But rather than Rosu, Ariel called for the person who was reading a book the entire time. "Sky! A Halfling killed one of our own! Do something, please!"

Sky?

Cent followed Ariel's line of vision and saw the man that was nonchalantly reading a while ago now walking towards them. His eyes were cold as ice as his gaze penetrated hers. His silver hair shone like stars that matched his knightly aqua-colored uniform.

"A new Halfling, I see." A calm and cool voice snapped Cent from her reverie. Her brooch blinked twice.

This guy is dangerous.

Ariel smirked at her. "You're doom, Halfling. He is the leader of the Silver Knights, the son of the angel Michael, Sky Apollo."

Ooh. Is he, now?

Smiling innocently, Cent spread her wings. "This is a justified homicide, right? Your friend got killed when I'm in the middle of stretching my wings. Just like how the two Malevolent students died as a casualty in the middle of your petty war."

The man named Sky stopped walking upon hearing so Cent continued. She offered her wrists as a supposed show of surrender.

"Go on. Arrest me. I will just plead that I, Crescent the Glutton, got entangled in a brawl just like how the two zombies did."

Upon her declaration of who she was, everyone immediately gasped and gave their reaction. After all, it was the Grand Duke Beelzebub who defeated the once undefeated warrior angel, Michael.

"So what now, son of Michael?"

The blood feud ran deep.

But one thing was clear for Cent, she felt freer than ever. Shedding some angel's blood in the hallway made her feel liberated more than ever.

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