บท 81: First class

"You dirty non-humans don't understand, it's your blood that's filthy, like that of a mixed cur you will never compare to the purity of us humans!"

Mike twitched slightly before his mana began churning, he didn't know why but the remark that his blood was impure somehow rubbed him the wrong way, his eyes and horns gradually turned red like hot glowing metal as he slowly stood up and turned to the group of young nobles, the young noble that had spoken those condescending words took a step back in fear before he suddenly got embarrassed and spoke with slight fear mixed in his voice when he saw the number on Mike's jacket

"So what if you're level 5, my father is---"

Mike didn't let him finish and slapped him across the face knocking him down to the ground, silence filled the classroom instantly, Mike ignored this and squatted down next to the young noble and looked him in the face, seemingly studying his face as the youth suddenly exploded with anger