234: Evane Skyfall

Evane Skyfall

"Fucking Bastard! Do you know who I am!?"1

The black-haired man couldn't control himself and roared in rage.

Nux, however, didn't seem very intimidated and questioned calmly,

"Are you the son of the King?"

"Huh? No, I am not."

"I see." Nux nodded to himself and then questioned again,

"Then are you the son of the Headmaster of the Royal Academy?"

"No, I am not."

"Then are you the Son of a Duke?"

"No, I am not."

"Ahh, then you must be the Son of a Marquee?"

"No."

"Son of an Earl?"

"Yes, I am the son of Earl Bourkee."

"Ah, I see, a Son of an Earl." Nux nodded again and then, his expression changed.

"Then how the fuck am I supposed to know who you are?"

"…"

The Blonde's face twitched in anger.

He looked around and noticed that his fellow classmates, especially girls were trying to hide the smile on their faces.

He, however, took a deep breath, moved his face close to Nux's face and threatened.

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