《My Magical System 》Chapter 128: Heavenly-tier
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Yeman slightly twitched his shoulder. This action of his had made Jura grab the empty air. The inertia of missing his target resulted in him finding himself in an awkward stance. Jura staggered forward, losing his balance.
His foot was able to step forward in a little forceful way, but it caused a crisp impact and gathered attention from everyone inside.
Fortunately, he didn't fall completely. But Jura found it embarrassing, especially that he was in the grand hall. Many guests from the distinguished family were present.
"Hehe…"
He heard an unpleasant chuckle from the person beside him. Since he was about to grab his shoulder, he found himself beside him.
Yeman glanced at his right side, to where Jura was in a pose that made him remembered something on earth. It was the reason of his chuckle.
Jura's countenance turned grim as he quickly organized himself. It was too late though, some people laughed at him. They only stopped when they saw the expression on his face. Especially when they figure out who it was.
"Wait, that's Jura from the Grenn Family, one of the branches of the Gentlewind family."
"What?!"
"Dammit, let's not step on his bad side."
Most people were afraid after hearing his name.
"What happened?" A young lady, wearing an elegant red dress, glanced and asked about the commotion. But suddenly, her eyes twinkled when she spotted a specific person.
Some people around started whispering when they saw Jura. They even forgot his awkward stance just now. However, it was different from Jura. He was so embarrassed with his awkward stance. To lessen his embarrassment, he glared at the loathsome person.
"You! You dare to block your foot to stumble me!" He bellowed with bloodshot eyes towards the person they were known as Eman, the worm.
"Wait, isn't he the worm guy?" Said a person upon realizing that it was Eman, the seedless person.
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"The worm? You mean the magic-less guy in the academy?"
"Who else?"
"Pufffft!"
"Looks like he stepped on Jura's bad side."
"This man is asking for a beating!"
"What an idiot!"
"Hahaha, he's tired of living already!"
"Dayum!"
Amidst the negative comments coming from his surroundings, Yeman briefly gawked then forced a wry smile after Jura's shameless remarks. He shook his head and decided to ignore him. Then he glanced at Night and the others. "Let's go, My lady. There's a CLOWN here. Hehe," Yeman urged Night and the others to proceed while leaving Jura with a mocking remarks.
Hearing it, "c-clown?!" Jura felt a strong urge of beating him. He was in a bad mood because of the things that were happening lately. And in fact, he also saw this guy with Hannah in the forest near the lake before they departed to return here in the main city.
Just then, after remembering that time that the two of them spent together in that lake, he clenched his fist.
Yeman heard Jura repeated his word but he ignored it. However, he suddenly felt a surge of magical aura coming from Jura.
Everyone gaped as they stared at Jura sending a shining punch to the worm guy. Everyone knew that if that punch hit the worm guy, he would certainly die! After all, the disparity between someone gifted with magical energy and that none were like comparing heaven and earth.
A second later, they heard a dull impact. It was a kind of impact that someone crashed on the floor. They all gawked with wide eyes staring at the two.
"What happened?"
One person asked in disbelief. Everyone saw Jura squirming on the floor like a— WORM!!! Jura was squirming while hugging his knee.
"Nhg—!" They heard him groaning in pain.
His friends were as stunned as the others and failed to react. They were staring at Jura with shocked faces. Each of them wondering if they were seeing the right happening. Even Jura himself could not understand what was happening.
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"Jura!" They shouted his name and ran to help after a few seconds of being stunned. But Jura waved their hands, annoyingly.
Honestly, it was only a simple self-defense. Before Jura's punch hit him, Yeman parried his punch using his arm and sent a kick on Jura's shin. It happened so fast that most of the people around failed to notice. They were focused on Jura's punch and failed to notice Yeman's sneaky kick.
"Dumbass!" Jura with his bloodshot eyes bellowed at him. "Uhm, sorry, mister, are you talking to me?" However, Yeman just shrugged his shoulders and acted innocent.
More people started to surround them. In any case, most of the people around started to whisper to the person next to them. They were puzzled as to how Jura fell and groaning in pain.
"What happened? Jura?" Just then everyone heard a sweet voice.
They all glanced and saw a golden-haired beauty in her white and blue dress. She was together with a middle-aged woman and man, all had the same golden hair.
"H-Hannah…" Jura muttered her name. Yeman on the other hand just narrowed his eyes. For some reason, he felt his chest was starting to pound abnormally.
'This is not good. It seemed like this body had some reaction to that girl,' Yeman thought.
He could not explain what was happening to him, but perhaps the previous host of his body had deep feelings towards the golden-haired girl.
He tried to stabilize his breathing. Maybe this body wanted to prove something. Or maybe that guy wanted to prove his innocence. Yeman didn't know which. But if it was the only choice he had to erase all the unwillingness left in this body from the previous host. He had to do it somehow.
"Uhm, Miss, it's fancy meeting you again. Actually, this guy fell on its own accord." Yeman immediately declared his innocence.
Jura narrowed his eyes and wondered what this idiot acting about. He supposed to be so flustered in front of Hannah and cried while begging for his love.
"....."
Jura wanted to vomit a mouthful of blood for his shamelessness.
Hannah, on the other hand, knitted her brows. She couldn't believe that this guy was still acting like he didn't know her. She creased her brow while looking at him with disgust. 'Is he nonetheless acting like he has amnesia again?' She honestly couldn't believe him.
"Don't trust him, Hannah. That worm intentionally kicked my foot to embarass me!" Jura cried out as he pointed at Yeman which they believed was Eman.
Hannah narrowed her eyes at Yeman. Probably, started to believe Jura's claim.
"You…" suddenly they heard a cold voice coming from the middle-aged man with Hannah. "How dare you to show your face at this banquet?!" Said the Middle-aged man in an overbearing voice.
"....."
Yeman fell silent and wondered who this person was. However, he suddenly felt strong magical energy when the man's whole body exuded a golden magical aura. It was drowning and nauseating. Yeman felt so small in front of this man. 'Tsk, this person is bad news!' Yeman thought inwardly.
"Hehe!" He also heard Jura's chuckle.
A bead of sweat trailed down on Yeman's face. He even did not notice that Eina was tugging on his sleeves.
Not only him, but everyone around them also felt the invisible force, drowning them. Like drowning them in a vast ocean. It felt like they were inside a different space.
"A Heavenly-tier!" Yeman heard someone mutter. If he was right, the heavenly tier was on another realm compared to the golden-stage and below.
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