The Martial Unity

It wasn't until at least half an hour later that Leonel managed to slip away from all the onslaught of questions. Since he was pretty much locked in to the first overall pick in the coming months, it was no wonder he was being hounded like this. That said, just because he understood, didn't mean he liked it.

'Dammit, I'm late. I don't want Aina to misunderstand…'

Leonel pedaled madly across campus, his silver bike streaking like a comet across the skies.

About five minutes later, he finally made it to the Northern Dormitories. Since there were too many outsiders on campus today, he clicked a hidden button on his bike's frame, causing it to fold in on itself and becoming a silver rod about two meters long. In the end, it further collapsed, splitting into four pieces that neatly fit into his bag.

The blaring of music could be heard even from Leonel's distance away. He hadn't even entered the apartment-style building yet, but the sounds of clattering glass, laughter and club music was impossible to miss already.

Blue North Dormitory was the male boarding house of the Northern Dormitories. It had the greatest luxury and accommodation of them as well.

Usually, women wouldn't be allowed anywhere near this place, as their dorms were located in the south. But, nearing the end of Senior year, there was an unspoken rule among supervisors to let some of these things slide. At the very least, Leonel could see many of these blooming beauties through the windows and even strewn around outside, sneaking away with their lovers.

Seeing these sights, Leonel sighed. Would Aina really come to such a place? Maybe he was asking for too much. Thinking to this point, his footsteps couldn't help pause.

These were some of his last chances to capture Aina's heart. If he failed now, who knew when he would see her again?

Aina was a Five-Star Professional. Leonel didn't know of what profession due to certain protections. In order to protect students from being poached and harassed by conglomerates and distracting them from their schooling, this information was usually sealed. Leonel was a special case in that he was an Entertainment Professional. As such, his protections weren't as great.

Considering how high Aina's protections were, she was definitely destined for a very important industry. The only reason Leonel even knew she was Five-Star at all was due to simple coincidence and a slip of the tongue.

Leonel clenched his fists.

How well did he know Aina? What were her hobbies? Her favorite foods? Favorite color?

Leonel didn't know the answers to any of these questions, however he was enamored. There were other women just as beautiful as Aina, some of whom had even tried to deliver themselves into his arms. But there was something about this woman in his heart that overshadowed them all.

'If my profession isn't enough to be by her side, then I'll toss it aside.' Leonel's aura blazed almost like a beacon under the night skies.

Just as Leonel was about to take another step forward, the sound of a crashing window shook him out of his thoughts. The screams of the female students shot across the night sky. However, the blaring music hadn't come to a stop.

Leonel's gaze shot upward to a body half hanging out through a fourth floor window. A young man's lower back scraped along the now jagged windowsill, his body barely being suspended by the hand grasping his collar. However, it was clear that his hand wasn't trying to save him, but was rather likely the reason he was in such a position to begin with.

"James…?"

Leonel didn't wait even a moment. Breaking into a sprint, he tore into the dormitory.

Those who likely didn't know what was happening upstairs due to the loud blaring music tried to greet him, only for him to blow right past, shooting up the stairs.

Leonel reached the fourth floor in a flash. He had completely ignored the screaming pain that ran across his chest and torso. A fall from the fourth floor was no joke.

"Conrad!"

room, his voice carrying a biting cold that

decorated. Soft carpets, a Four Star Chef who stood behind a curved bar nonchalantly as though

Leonel's gaze landed on the very young man he had faced on the field just an hour ago. Four-Star

do you think you're

but it was somehow still possible to

This in and of itself wasn't a

then Leonel froze.

stunned. He had really been fully prepared for her not to come, yet she really was here. Not only that, but it

the moment his eyes met Aina's, many inadvertently smiled despite the situation. Aina herself blushed and looked

yours? It's no wonder why this guard dog reacted so furiously

more became cold. He was smart enough to understand

due to his actions. At some point, Conrad came and tried to make a move on Aina, causing James to

drunk, or else with his size

go, are you trying to commit a murder with so many people

floor was turned down to the point

saying a word. With their leader

were outnumbered here. Leonel didn't know what was going on on the other floors,

Do you think I would be punished for it?" He asked his question teasingly, as though he really wanted Leonel's

himself to be

he finally understood. Hadn't he committed a Felony just this morning? And that was just with his father's retired status. What of the Siegfried

had never thought of this, it was rather that he never realized that someone could use this loophole to get away

crimes were completely innocent and put no one but his own self in danger. But Conrad actually wanted to cause the death of another person for nothing more than an

from the side, Aina observed him with a slightly curious

"Alright, drop him then."

narrowed. "Do you think I

you would. However, you'll have to

"Consequences?"

James' body tipped further out the window, nearly disrupting the balance that kept

Morales was intelligent.

feeling started to well in the latter's heart. Soon, even the remaining six Angel Wing

partner from that window, you seven will

choked on his own breath. Leonel's biting cold gaze pierced through his

you can say such a thing? Do you know who I am? For just this threat

voice once more sounded

Moderation Act of 2034, all manners of Hate

rethink his coming actions. Any murders committed by subject in the next hour will not be considered in self-defense

particularly care. Drop him." Leonel replied without taking a

of his wrist through the black coat that slightly covered it. The warning red lights only appeared as a warning to bystanders