Chapter 139
Chapter 139
The force behind the badge was so strong that it slammed the girl backward into a desk, sending both her and the desk crashing to the floor in a violent heap.
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For a moment, no one moved. The room froze as everyone stared at the crumpled girl lying amid overturned furniture. It took several long, stunned heartbeats before anyone could even breathe again.
Then, like a slow–moving wave, every student in the room turned to look at Raven.
Their expressions shifted–first disbelief, then something closer to awe. The force she had unleashed… it wasn’t normal.
To throw a badge with that kind of power? At minimum, you had to be a Mid–Class Warrior.
But that was impossible. Almost no one at Regalhold University reached that level before enrollment. Those who did came from powerful, prestigious families–and Raven? She was a scholarship student from some nowhere town.
How the hell was she that strong?
“Wait… that badge-” someone gasped.
Everyone’s gaze snapped to the girl now kneeling beside the fallen desk, her fingers trembling as she picked up the object that had struck her.
The moment the emblem caught the light, a collective gasp echoed through the classroom.
“The president’s seal?”
Mouths dropped open. Students turned their eyes back to Raven, this time filled with shock, confusion, and something dangerously close to fear.
Everyone knew what that badge meant. Anyone holding the president’s Seal wielded authority equal to the president himself.
And now… it was in Raven’s possession.
Still calm, Raven glanced at the curvy girl slumped near the lectern, then looked down at the one she’d just sent flying with the badge. Her voice was low, cold, and utterly unapologetic.
“I already said, anyone who speaks another word of nonsense can pack up and get out of Regalhold University. That includes both of you. You can start getting your things.”
The girl with the killer curves, still reeling from being slapped–literally and figuratively–by her male idol over another woman, stared at Raven, her mind barely able to catch up. She blinked, dazed, as Raven’s words echoed in her head.
The girl on the floor had still been planning to yell something back, but hearing Raven’s warning, her mouth clamped shut.
As the tension in the room grew thick enough to cut with a blade, the elderly professor on the platform finally cleared his throat. “This is still class time. If you’re only here to spectate or cause a scene, please take it outside.”
Raven offered him a nod of apology.
Then, as if none of the chaos had affected her, she reached down, pulled the book Cassian had hidden beneath a stack of others, took his hand in hers, and walked out of the classroom.
The silence left behind was deafening.
Students watched them go, still unsure of what they had just witnessed. One thing was clear: no one in their right mind
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would forge or steal the president’s seal. That would be suicide. If president Kurt found out, even the best–connected student would be expelled–if not worse.
So if Raven had dared to walk into a room and wield it like that…. there could only be one explanation.
Kurt gave it to her.
But why? What had Raven done to earn that kind of trust?
Confused, jealous, and unable to stomach what they’d just seen, most of the girls in the room stood up and followed them out. They needed answers–or revenge.
Once the classroom emptied, the two fallen girls slowly struggled to their feet. The curvy one took a deep breath, then turned to her companion and said, “To the training field.”
Whether that badge was real or not didn’t matter right now. Raven was still a student. And that meant she was subject to the school’s regulations.
Leaving the training field during military drills without permission was strictly forbidden. If they reported this to an instructor, Raven might not be expelled immediately–but she’d definitely suffer.
And once Kurt was made aware, they’d demand that he revoke the badge. Then, finally, things would go back to how they should be.
Supporting each other, the two girls hurried toward the field.
But when they arrived, they came to an abrupt halt.
What they saw stopped them cold.
Nearly nine hundred students were running laps across the massive training ground–almost every class accounted for. And at the head of the pack, running harder than anyone else, were nine men in instructor uniforms.
The girls stared, slack–jawed.
“Are… all the instructors this intense this year?”
They stood frozen for a second longer. Then they walked toward the only person not currently running–Leopard.
Approaching him without preamble, the curvy girl squared her shoulders and asked, “Sir, what’s the punishment for a student who abandons military training in order to chase after a boy?”
Leopard blinked, surprised by the odd phrasing. His first instinct was to dismiss it entirely. After all, someone like Raven wouldn’t be caught dead chasing after anyone.
“Punishment?” he said. “We don’t bother punishing people like that. Regalhold doesn’t need that kind of trash. Just kick them
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