Chapter 37 Fear or Respect
Apologize?
Apologize for what?
All the people present, she only felt sorry for Wilson, she almost killed him by mistake. They were classmates and he didn't offend her, but just bumped into the muzzle by accident.
But how could she apologize to others on the stage?
They were the ones who mocked and insulted Elsa. Now, just because Elsa was out of control and hurt Wilson, she had to apologize to everyone?
How could it be possible!
Elsa's face darkened. She pursed her lips and didn't say anything.
"Elsa, this is a competition, not a place for you to take revenge. You have to apologize to them!"
The teacher got angrier when she saw Elsa's unconvinced face.
"Teacher, as you know, this is not a place for personal revenge, right?"
Elsa sneered and said, "Then why didn't you say anything when they talked about me, suppressed me, and mocked me off the stage?"
"Just because I once attacked those who wanted to kill me and bullied me for three years, should I suffer from their gossip?"
"When you acquiesce in their actions, you should have thought that I would fight back."
Elsa's words made the teacher silent.
"After all, they are your classmates. What's wrong with scolding you?"
The teacher sneered.
"Teacher, this is a competition. Try your best is to respect the competition. Is it because the opponent's level is lower than mine, I have to let him go and not hurt him?"
"Since he is not as strong as me, isn't it reasonable for him to get hurt?"
Elsa changed the subject and didn't continue to argue with the teacher about the matter of the classmates off the stage scolding her. She finally understood that the teacher would not change her mind at all.
How about just discussing the competition?
Anyway, she didn't cheat. She also didn't use forbidden magic, and she didn't even summon skeleton warriors.
It was just a competition of magic.
"You..."
The teacher was speechless.
She had to claim that Elsa won.
Noticing that Elsa was calming down, Francis gave up paying attention to her and focused on dealing with the skeleton enemies in front of him.
These skeleton soldiers, whose average levels were above 35, were quite difficult to deal with.
Holding the dragon bone spear, Francis went in and out seven times. He crushed the sternum of many enemies and sent them to hell.
Suddenly, Francis's mind was filled with negative emotions again.
"Are you done?"
He could feel Elsa's mood swing again.
Francis said impatiently.
Their competition was still going on. The discussions on the stage were much louder and more excessive than before, which constantly affected Elsa's mind.
It also made Francis have a hard time.
"It's because of your weakness that you did this. What did endurance get for you? In exchange for their further humiliation, the world has always believed in the strong."
"If you don't believe in good people, do you still want to be a loser who can't even protect your dead mother?"
Francis's words made Elsa's mood unstable, and the determination in her eyes became stronger and stronger.
She didn't care about her behavior anymore.
"Let them be afraid of you. Don't be a pitiful person who is bullied. You are stronger than all the students. Why don't you show it and let them admire you?"
"Don't you want to enjoy being respected by others? Don't you want them to stop talking impolitely?"
"I do."
Elsa answered Francis in her heart.
"Then do it!"
Everyone found that Elsa seemed to have changed into another person.
She moved quickly, and the magic array constantly flashed under her feet. The powerful magic power constantly poured into her body, and even the teacher was forced back by her momentum.
"What's going on? She was just a level-5 mage, but she has such a powerful and appalling aura. Is this the ghost department?" The teacher looked at Elsa and thought.
Everyone on the stage could not escape the fate of being injured.
They barely survived, but they were unable to completely resist Elsa's attack. They could only be dejected and carried away by a stretcher for treatment.
"Elsa won!"
The teacher didn't remember how many times she had said the same words.
"Can you restrain yourself and don't let everyone get hurt?"
The teacher couldn't help but say before the competition began.
"I've just upgraded, and I'm not proficient in magic. I hope all of you can protect yourself well. If you can't defeat me, just admit defeat, in case you're embarrassed."
Elsa said lightly.
"Okay!"
The boy nodded his head.
He swore that he would raise his hand and admit defeat before getting hurt!
"What's wrong with Elsa? She is so strong..."
"I didn't expect that Elsa would stand up one day. It seems that we can't mock her anymore. Who knows what this madman will do."
"Let's watch the competition and stop talking."
The discussion was getting quieter and quieter.
Elsa raised her head and looked at the boy opposite her. From his eyes, she saw fear, escape, but no respect.
"Well, that's it."
She told herself in her heart that there was no need to ask too much.
That was enough.
She didn't need to face the ridicule of everyone, nor did she want to see the eyes that she couldn't fall asleep at night, nor did she want to hear all the heartbreaking words coming out of their mouths.
As long as the current situation was maintained, she would be satisfied.
A black light flashed in Elsa's hand.
The magic array kept spinning, and magic poured into Elsa's body one after another.
She opened her arms and countless ghosts came out of the ground.
"The evil phase of hell..."
The teacher was shocked. She didn't expect that Elsa would use such a level of magic in public. Wasn't she worried about the life of the mage opposite!
There was silence on the field, only the sound of the heartbeat.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Elsa. They all wondered whether they could resist the evil phase of hell if they were standing opposite to her.
Or would they be killed on the spot?
"I admit defeat! I admit defeat!"
The boy screamed and ran down the stage without looking back.
He didn't care whether he was ashamed or not, nor did he care what his classmates thought of him. He didn't even care if he would meet someone he liked at school in the future and if they would despise him for his hasty escape.
He didn't want to die!
Noticing the change of Elsa's mood, Francis smiled.
That's right.
No matter how bad his underling was, he had to teach her by himself.
How could these grunt fish have the right to speak?
"Ethan... Are you sure you want to go to the stage?" The teacher looked at the golden-hair boy who was walking towards her and said hesitantly, "Elsa is only level 5. Although she is impulsive..."
"Teacher, do you think I will kill her?"
Ethan put on a smile and put his hands in white gloves behind his back. He said, "As a bright mage, how can I flinch at this time?
The teacher sighed in her heart.
She turned to look at Elsa.
"Okay, Ethan, you go."
Looking at the young man's back, the teacher was in a serious mood.
She didn't expect that Ethan would come and challenge Elsa.
As a bright mage, he had the innate ability to suppress the ghost mage. Not to mention Ethan and Elsa were at the same level, even if Ethan's level was lower than hers.
He could also defeat Elsa by his professional suppression.
But...
"Ethan's light magic was bound to hurt Elsa. If she was not careful enough, there would be a sequela. Although Elsa was merciless, she was at least a hopeful mage of the ghost department."
"If I let Ethan do anything to Elsa, then Jarvis will blame me"
Thinking of the professor who protected his students, the teacher sighed.
"What a pity! Being assigned to host the competition, I wouldn't have gotten involved in this mess rather than being dismissed!
"Ethan is here!
"He was the top student in grade 3! He was praised as a candidate of the bright grand mage by the principal!"
"Ha-ha, Elsa is doomed! The ghost magic versus the bright magic, she is doomed!
Looking at the young man in front of her, Elsa had mixed feelings.
She remembered that she had a crush on Ethan when she just entered school. He was handsome, elegant, and gentle in his eyes.
Elsa pressed her lips and kept the magic array running.
"Hello."
Ethan greeted Elsa with a smile.
"Hello..."
Elsa said.
"You are very beautiful, but you stay with these ghosts all year round, making people dare not approach you." Ethan reached out his hand and pointed at the ghost crawling at Elsa's feet.
"Who is this guy?"
Francis asked in confusion as he saw Ethan from Elsa's view.