Chapter 17: Young Master?
The boy who spoke was one of the lesser nobility who was there during the rite. He was also one of those left behind to learn from the outpost until they are ready for the second rite.
He did not come alone. Behind him were three more of the children, and they glared at Vacuse with heated eyes. Far from them were more children who were left behind, all of them watching. Unlike the boy, they seemed to be even lower in the nobility rank.
The lead boy stepped forward and pointed his finger, almost going as far as to try to poke him in the eyes, but Vacuse caught the hand firmly in his grasp.
He sighed. Vacuse could fight anyone all day, but he really did not see the point in fighting those who were so grossly weaker than him, and when he was the weaker person, he did not go around provoking either.
It was stupid and could get him killed.
Why could not everyone just understand that?
The boy struggled to pull his finger away, his cheeks puffing hauntingly. "Do you know who I am?"
Vacuse’s eyes turned to the left where the knights of the outpost stood watching. They did not make any moves; they had seen it happen again and again.
Even though they were kids, they would still try to prove their dominance and know each other’s place. It was also better for the knights because they would not have to always break up fights.