Chapter 24. The Revolutionaries
ASHER REYNOLDS POV
What the hell?!
My perfectly crafted display of strength wasn't enough to catch her attention? Ma'am Sarah—she's proving to be a difficult target indeed.
I mean, the way she looked at me before walking away... it was like my mere existence irritated her. Or worse—disgusted her.
Because of that, my victory against Hilary wasn't as satisfying as I'd wanted it to be.
What a waste.
I turned to the crowd, only to find everyone staring at me in terror. I get it—I showed off some intense power for a D-rank, but still, I wasn't expecting the sheer horror on their faces. The only ones who didn't look at me that way were Sharon and Anna. They both rushed down the stairs, my sister in front, Anna right behind her.
They hugged me at the same time, and for some reason, Sharon started sniffling. Was she... crying?
Then came the hushed whispers.
"He used magic without chanting any spells."
"He must be one of them."