Misfit At Magic Academy: They Wanted a Godly Summon, Got Me Instead

He turned toward me, expression dead serious, but not exactly full of faith.

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"You’re bluffing. Of all people, you couldn’t possibly defeat Raigetsu. One look at your sorry excuse of a face tells me you’re weak."

Pfft. This guy.

"Alright, alright, calm down, princess," I said, aiming to jab where it hurt. "We all know how terrifying Raigetsu is."

Then I jabbed my thumb at my chest and smirked.

"But haven’t you heard? Saddler and I ended in a draw. Honestly, I should’ve won."

A lie. If that fight had gone on a few seconds longer, Saddler would’ve smeared me across the wall. I blew all my mana on God’s Winds.

Salazar scoffed and turned away.

"Saddler isn’t even in the same dimension as Raigetsu. If you tied with him, that says enough. Don’t waste my time."

Yawning, he walked out of the classroom. I followed with hands behind my head, whistling.

"Hey, princess," I called lazily. "You talk like you want to challenge Raigetsu yourself. First-year or not, you got quite the ego."

"Don’t call me princess!" he snapped. "You’re insufferable."