It started on the topic of the Selection's format. They talked about the rules, the venue, until Lucas' name was finally related. Once again, everyone's attention was directed to him.

"What kind of school is these that he could immediately be forgiven?" A more civilized question made by someone.

"He harmed other school's Princ.i.p.al —Vacio, to mention!"

"Silence, everyone." Princ.i.p.al Lyns calmly said. "Lucas is not the culprit. He was—" somehow, Princ.i.p.al Lyns paused there.

"He was accused of an offense that he did not commit. Lucas was innocent."

There was a moment of silence as if nothing had sunk in them immediately. But slowly, a violent uproar of complaints erupted.

"Innocent??"

"It this some kind of a joke?!"

"What kind of accusation you said?"

Lucas don't know what to say. Will Princ.i.p.al Lyns say what happened in front of them?

"Lucas," Lucas heard Princ.i.p.al Lyns call him. Even Moon, or Doll alongside his father were now confused on what's happening.

Lucas stood up.

"Why don't you tell these people what happened?"

Lucas was dumbstruck. Tell them what? About the whole thing? If he do, they would definitely be furious.

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For the first time in his life, Lucas was afraid of what the parents of the partic.i.p.ants will say to him.

"Go on." Urged Princ.i.p.al Lyns with a smile.

Lucas stood up straighter and acted as if he didn't care.

Lucas didn't know what was Princ.i.p.al's trying to do. But this was better than leaving them like this other than letting them think of other things.

The crowd waited for with their eyebrows raised while waiting Lucas. But Lucas won't explain anything.

"I battle Mr. Vacio. I attack him, kick him, punch him. So what?"

The surrounding was filled with silence. Lucas watched all of them while they were staring at him in disbelief.

"That's the reason why he needed medical a.s.sistance," he continued. "I talked to him but I didn't plan any kind of sabot—"

A cold water directly hit Lucas' face. He was so shocked that he just stood there rigidly.

"You're a hypocrite!"

A parent closest to Lucas said. Lucas looked down at the gla.s.s the parent was holding.

"Honestly, you are too cheap to be sprayed by this water!."

Lucas noticed that the other selected students were about to come in his defense but Headmaster Nova gestured them not to join the fray.

This is for the better, Lucas thought. At least they know now.

Lucas approached that person's table calmly while holding a gla.s.s of dirty water. He just smiled before he faced the parent who tossed him the water.

"You said I don't deserve to be sprayed with clean water," Lucas said. "I agree with you."

Lucas raised the gla.s.s of brownish water and poured it on the top of his head. The parent stepped back at what Lucas did.

"Satisfied?" Lucas asked. The parent speak. "This is what you want to witness right? Now, are you satisfied?" he asked again.

No one answered.

"Is it enough, no? So what exactly do you want from me? Do you want me to leave school?"

Lucas was trying hard not to look at the students ―Moon and Doll.

"A few weeks back, I was hoping the same thing; to flee from this place. But you know what?"

"I've seen the hards.h.i.+ps of the organizers around me just to build this tournament group, to make it whole and ready. And I realized myself, just like them, I'm also afraid for this group breaking apart and all our efforts and hards.h.i.+ps merely end to nothing."

Lucas looked again at the parent in front of him.

"You know the importance of Tournament not only for this school but also for the entirety of the city, correct? But I will ask you, what have you done so far to help?"

The parent opened her mouth to respond but was instead shocked silent due to the whispers she heard from the people behind her.

"Spray water on me? Tell me I'm worthless?" Lucas answered his own question on his behalf. "Actually, I don't care even if you do that to me. But before you go around complaining to everyone, please take a look at yourself and check what you have contributed."

"If you have contributed the same amount of efforts as we did; at that point, you have the right to complain. Moreover, don't go around telling that your child runs this school; it's not effort, it's accountability."

"I will immediately leave if those people who had let me come will send me to leave. So whatever you say or do, unless that time has not come, you can do nothing but acknowledge me."

Lucas turned to quickly depart from the hall and from the sight of all of them. But he was astonished when he heard a clap. He don't know if it's trying to p.i.s.s him off.

"Nice speech, Blaze Harper.."

Lucas turned harshly to where it came from and saw a familiar man clapping with a smile towards his direction. Lucas was greatly taken aback.

Isn't that Coach Clive?