100 the return oh the harvesting ca (1/2)

While the majority of the crowd was dispersing in groups, whispering about the duel that just takes place. As they do so, only four were still standing at the spot. Louise, her summoned familiar, Kirche, and Montmorency.

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As everything settles, Louise was still standing dazed at what just happen. This wasn't right for her, no commoner could defeat noble, it has always been so!

She could see that Zerbst hadn't a strong grip on her charge, thankfully she will soon be in charge of him on will educate him properly.

While thinking, she tugs on the leash linked to the collar of the boy she summoned yesterday. Think about again she could help but be angry again. Her dog was useless, he didn't know how to do the laundry, was loud and complain endlessly.

It was only after putting the collar and a good whipping session that she had subducted it a little.

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While she was plotting how to train the other commoner, Montmorency has been dragged a little to the side by Kirche, relieved that she had someone to talk and not let her falls in depression after the debacle.

Thankfully, the duel had taken everyone's attention, and the fact that she was been found being cheated in public see to have to slip everyone's mind for the moment.

This had been a cruel eye-opening for here. Guiche had been the first male or even person to spoke to her the time she enters the school a year before. Rethinking about the past year, she couldn't help but now see those small hints that she had ignored all along.

Guiche had never seen her anything more than a conquest. While she was still appalled at the fate of Guiche she couldn't help but being thankful to this Alex to have to avenge her honor.

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”Ne, Kirche?” Ask the blonde.

”Hm?”

”Do you know how I can thank him, I mean, you know him better and all.”

”Hm~. Ah, I know! Why not asking Darling to make some underwear for you? You can always give him a little money, while I can carter to darling need, something tells me he won't like been taking care of. That way you can be better protected and help him. He won't see it at what it really was but still happy.” Says the redhead with a knowing smile.

It was well known that Montmorency was a tsundere, she wouldn't thanks him directly, but buying from him something was good in her book.

”How can you say this?!” Spluttering her.” I can't show myself to a stranger!”

”Leave it to me, I'm sure Darling will found a way without you being nude in front of him.”

Calming down and fighting her blush, she noded before briskly made her way out, fearing that if she stays any longer, the dark-skinned girls will again tell her wonderful night at the hand of her new lover.

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It was a good half-hour later that Professor Colbert made his way to the outside of the main tower, looking for a particular person. He found the boy he had been sent to fetch in the middle of the familiar, his back against the flank of miss De Orleans rhyme dragon while seeming in deep conversation with mister Gramont large mole.

”Mister Evans?”

The boy raises his gaze to the older man while still petting the large mole relishing under his ministration.

”Professor Colbert, what I can do for you?”

It was evident for both why he was here.

”The Headmaster wants to see you.” Not waiting, he turns his back and made his way tot he tower again.

Alex sigh ”Sorry buddy, the old man wants to see me.” Seemingly understand, the mole moves a little freeing his lap for his to stand.

He could have played the obvious card and stay here as he was never told when, or simply stay since the old man had no power over him but after what happened, it was better to see what was the position of the old man, just in case.

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The office of the headmaster was easy to found, one had just to follow the long spiraling stairs until the top to be led to it. Knocking on the door with his straight, red stripped staff, Colbert wait to be allowed to enter.

”Ah, thank you, Jean, I will take care of it from there?”

The man seems to struggle a few seconds before related and exit the office, leaving the three-person behind.

Taking his gaze back at the young man standing in front of him, Osmand's face-harden a little at the situation at hand. Seeing that Alex wasn't the less impressionable with it, he sighs and shag his shoulders.

”You have made quite the commotion down their, mister Evans.”

”If you want to blame someone, you better put it on the blond, he was the one that instigates the duel, not me.”

”Even then, such an act of violence can't be allowed in this school.” A disappointed look in his eyes that strangely made Alex think of another old twinkling eyes headmaster.

”Bullshit, you and I know that your only upset that I kick his pompous arse.” Seeing through that fake facade of the old man.

”You more than 'kick his ass' Young Guiche had been diagnosticated with a crushed breast bone, bruised spine, and a severe concussion!”

On the side, Longueville who had discreetly listen while doing her job, let a faint gasp at the serious wounds.

”Not my fault he didn't have the skills to back up his mouth.”

”Young Guiche is the fourth son of Marshal Gramont!”

”Even worst he lost while being the son of a well know military man? Either he is trash or his father his unable to raise his son properly seeing that one of them turns out to be a skirt-chaser pompous little shit unable to see anything else than is pride with no value of other people's lives.”

While harsh, the headmaster couldn't fault Alex as his words were true. He could only hope that this beating would sent the boy straight to the right bath before it was to late and die after angering the wrong opponent with his misplaced prie.

”I can only hope that there won't be a similar fight.”