The companions behind Francis were also curious and asked him, "Do you know this old guy?"

Francis himself was a little confused. Most of the old acquaintances who survived the Tower War had seen them in the past few months, including the annoying Elliot and the uninhibited Frank, but he never remembered who the person in front of him was.

"Has Moldo Tower fallen to this level? Can even such an old guy stay in the academy?" A laugh erupted from the apprentice from Monte Carlo.

In fact, it is not only them, but also most of the new apprentices at Moldo Academy do not know James. For a long time, James has stayed in Adam's laboratory and rarely went out, and no longer accepted teaching tasks from new apprentices. He has almost become a completely invisible person in the academy.

Francis stopped his companions' ridicule. He and the strongest people could feel the unconcealed energy fluctuations from James. Although they were a bit obscure and could not feel the elemental aura from it, they were not too weak in terms of quantity.

"Who are you?" Francis asked again.

James took a deep breath, and then a smile suddenly appeared on his old face: "Long time no see, Francis, I am James, James Berry." He had never mentioned his surname. His cowardice and the pressure he had been unable to look directly at him. Until now, when he decided to give up everything, he picked up the glory represented by his surname again.

Francis looked at him suspiciously, chewing the name repeatedly, comparing James' image with everyone in his memory, and finally realized: "I remembered that it was you, the waste who escaped from me back then!"

Monte Carlo's apprentices asked Francis one after another. Francis glanced at James disdainfully, and then said to his companions loudly: "During the Tower War, I received an order to raid the 17th District. You know, they are very weak, so I am the only one who carries out the mission. He and his companions are responsible for the 17th District. They are all wastes. I easily completed the killing, only him," Francis pointed at James, spitting on the ground, "Escaped, and escaped alone regardless of the life and death of his companions."

After a brief silence, the apprentices of Monte Carlo burst into contempt and laughed contemptuously, with all kinds of filthy words and insulting gestures pressing towards James. Even the apprentices of Moldo who were shrinking beside him cast contemptuous eyes. Although the two sides were hostile, their views on deserters were completely consistent.

James remained unmoved amid the slander and disdain of the sky, and spoke seriously and corrected: "I didn't escape."

James' explanation was only for myself. At that time, I was too weak and was beaten out of the battlefield by a tornado. I was seriously injured and unconscious for a few days. After I woke up, I returned to District 17 regardless of everything. However, the battle was over, and only the corpse of my companion was left in front of me. I was crazy and wanted to seek revenge for you, but I couldn't find it, and even my courage was constantly disappearing. However, although I was cowardly at that time, I absolutely did not escape.

Francis spitted heavily on the ground again: "When you die, go and say these words to your companions. I am not interested. Let me get out of here now."

Francis and his companions behind him strode forward without taking James seriously at all.

James stood still, thinking about the power to make the air around him sticky. Monte Carlo's apprentices suddenly felt it was difficult to walk. Francis cut the air with a wind blade and said to James hideously: "Are you provoking?" He began to feel a little uneasy. James' unchanging smile made him bored, and the other apprentices also looked at James with bad expressions.

James let out a breath of turbid air, not because of nervousness, but because of his cowardice. His eyes were as bright as stars: "Dull duel, Frances, bet on life and death."

James's voice was not loud, but it was accurately transmitted to everyone's ears. Everyone could hear the firmness and fearlessness in his words, but this was particularly ridiculous and harsh in Francis's ears.

His face suddenly became very funny. He slid his ears exaggeratedly and said, "You want to duel with me? How dare you duel with a waste that even a magical aftermath can't bear? Who gives you the courage?"

The taunt had no effect on James, he just calmly repeated: "Dull fight, Francis."

Francis laughed furiously, pointed at James and said, "Okay, okay, since you are seeking death, I will fulfill you."

James smiled even more, nodded and said, "Just today, now, I'll wait for you in the duel arena." After leaving this sentence, he turned around without hesitation.

......

Francis suddenly became angry when he looked at James's back. He felt that he was being looked down upon, and was looked down upon by a waste who could not even stand in front of him. He roared incoherently: "Damn it, damn it, kill you, trash, I must kill you!"

His companions didn't know what to say, but the sheep's sudden resistance made them at a loss for a moment.

At this moment, a man and a woman landed silently behind them. The male apprentice looked at the crazy Francis and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing?"

After hearing his voice, everyone hurriedly turned around, and even the furious Francis calmed down and bowed to the two of them: "Master Bill, Lord Monica."

The apprentice named Bill waved his hand and asked again: "Francis, what are you doing?"

Francis took a few deep breaths to calm his anger, told Bill everything about what had just happened, and then kept silent and waited for his order.

Bill frowned: "Since he is a waste, just kill him. Anger will only make you lose your calmness and decency."

Monica is an extremely charming woman. She covered her mouth and chuckled, and her whole body was shaking, but no apprentice dared to keep her eyes on her beautiful body: "Bill and I found an interesting person. Now you go and deal with that waste, and then go with us to see Moldo's real genius."

She walked to the front, circled around Francis, and said frivolously: "Don't delay too long, then, don't lose..."

Francis seemed to remember something horrible, and couldn't help but shivered, and said loudly like a mortal soldier facing the commander: "Yes, Lord Monica!"
Chapter completed!