Lith, Ralph and Dennis were having their food, enjoying each other’s company, oblivious to everyone’s gazes. They were having a good time together, but paused when they sensed a blonde-haired, brown-eyed teen walking towards them.

The three could sense clear hostility directed towards them but instead of taking any action, they waited further to see what the guy would do. They weren’t worried about anything as the guy seemed to be in their year. They could tell via the tie he was wearing.

The first years wore blue tie, green for second years , yellow for third , red for fourth and purple for fifth years.

It would be a little troublesome if such hostility came from a fourth or a fifth year student. The three of them were at rank 2, while the fourth and fifth years were generally at rank 4 or 5. Though Lith could win against rank 4, fighting against a rank 5 would be troublesome for even him.

But, since the guy walking towards them was only a first year student, they chose to ignore it. They thought of him as nothing but a minor inconvenience.

The human boy walked and came in front of Ralph, beside whom was Dennis and on the opposite seat was Lith. The human boy hit his fist on the trio’s table and said, looking at Ralph dead in the eyes,

“Ralph Asmodeus, I challenge you to a rank battle.”

Ralph put down his mango milkshake he was sipping on and looked back at the human boy. He said with a serious yet neutral face, “I am not obliged to battle.”

Though the toppers could be challenged for a fight and could even lose their status, they weren’t obliged to do so if their merit points had a huge margin of difference compared to the person who challenged.

Lith, Ralph and Dennis had very high potential and they also did their best in whatever tests or events they participated in. Thus, their merit points were very high, allowing them to reject the requests of rank battle.

They were supposed to accept one rank battle from a person who challenged first among the rest, per week, had their merit points be low. But it wasn’t, so they could reject the person without a hassle.

“Are you afraid you’ll lose your rank, Ralph Asmodeus?” The human boy said, frowning when his request was rejected.

The boy could notice hostile gazes that fell on him from the onlookers. He knew full well that challenging Ralph meant offending many people, not just Ralph, but he wasn’t worried about it.

He was from a reputable family and had high potential too. Adding to that, he was ranked 117. He was from the same class A-1 and thus had confidence in himself that Ralph wasn’t any stronger than himself.

“Get lost.” Ralph said to the boy. He took the croissant and took a bite from it.

The boy’s anger rose, slamming his hands on the table, he took Ralph’s french toast and milkshake and threw it on the ground. He looked Ralph in the eyes once again and said,

“Bastard! Do you think of yourself as some god? So what if you won in the flying race or became a topper? I know full well that you’re trying your best to amass high merit points so that nobody can challenge you and you maintain this position.

Fucker, I know you’re afraid of doing rank battles. Accept it, you asshole, accept it. Tell everyone that you’re nothing but a coward. A coward with slightly better looks. It’s only your looks that are making you famous.”

Ralph looked at the guy dead in the eyes as he threw his food down. He waited to see what the reason was for this guy being so angry at him, but in the end, instead of hearing the reasons, he only received curses. Ralph was slightly angry now.

Lith looked at such a scene with an amused expression. He was a bit angry at the guy who created such a mess but he suddenly thought of something and his anger died down. He thought to himself,

‘Wow, is this the so-called young master from the novels that I am looking at? Hmm, but wait a minute. His conflict is with Ralph and not me. Damn it, does it mean that I am not the MC of this world?

Heh, just kidding lol. Being a MC would be so tiresome, I’d rather not. Good luck Ralph, your time to shine has come, my friend. Don’t disappoint us, hehehe.’

“Oi bastard what do you—” Dennis was about to ask what this guy was trying to do but Ralph interrupted him by waving his hand and asking him to stop.

Dennis was angrier than Ralph even though it was Ralph’s matter. The reason being, they were having such a good time together but this guy popped out of nowhere and ruined the atmosphere. Not only that, he even wasted Ralph’s food. Dennis loved food as much as he loved to battle and wasting food like this seemed blasphemy in his eyes.

After stopping Dennis, Ralph got up from his seat and quickly held the human boy’s throat. He lifted him up in the air and brought him to eye level due to Ralph being a head taller than the boy.

“Bastard, let me down. Fu—”

Looking him dead in the eyes once again, Ralph said in a serious yet neutral tone, interrupting him, “I’ll let you off this one time. An offense after this would not result in just a simple death.” With the last part barely whispering near his ears.

Looking at such a scene, the entire cafeteria turned silent. Some who weren’t used to gore and killing, almost puked looking at such a scene, but they managed to control themselves via spells and didn’t make any noise.

Nobody thought that Ralph would do such a thing. Not just that, everything was over within a few seconds, let alone minutes. This guy came, ran down curses and got killed instantly. It was how this event occurred to everybody.