Inka Printed out the Shura Field

Before he could speak, a fist the size of a sandbag hit him directly in the face, knocking him flying.

"My uncle's first strike!" Lawrence said angrily, "Summon my fist!"

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"Damn! Untouchable! How dare you..."

Just as the noble young master was about to say something, Lawrence's second punch came.

"Apologize to Irene!" Lawrence glared, holding the man by the collar.

"What are you still looking at! Give it to me!" The man yelled at the people behind him, "Do you still want my grandpa to forge magic cards for you!"

After the words fell, the few people who had been watching the show showed contempt on their faces, but they still rushed forward and got into a fight with Lawrence.

But I don't know why, it seems that several people surrounded and beat Lawrence, but the noble young master who was the leader received a few more punches, but Lawrence didn't have much to do.

"Your friend seems to have been beaten by people." Heloise pointed to the distance and said to Rogge who was eating cake.

"I know."

"Aren't you going to help?" Heloise blinked.

Rogge glanced at the airship that had already taken off, and said, "I'm afraid that if I go up to help, there will be an air crash."

Heloise couldn't understand, looked at Lawrence who was being beaten, and hesitated to speak.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine." Rogge gave Lawrence a few buffs, and then said, "The god of fate will take care of him."

"What kind of gods are there now?" Heloise muttered, but looking there, Lawrence was indeed fighting more and more fiercely.

"What did you do?" Heloise looked at Roger suspiciously.

"I didn't do anything." Rogge raised his hands and said, "Maybe this is a miracle."

"Brother, save me!!!" Lawrence punched the noble young master a few more times in the face, and he finally couldn't hold it anymore, and cried out for help.

"What a disgrace."

Standing up behind Heloise was a noble man in fine attire.

Roger's eyes fell on the badge pinned to his chest.

"Starry Lenstein, the Lenstein family." Heloise whispered to Rogge.

Rogge seems to have some impression of this family.

"Such a savage fight doesn't have the aura of a card master at all." The man walked forward leisurely, and those people stopped almost at the same time when they saw the man approaching.

Lawrence wanted to make up a few more punches, but was also stopped by Irene.

"I'm fine, I can fight again!" Lawrence was still talking when Irene wiped Lawrence's wound.

"Brother...Brother." The young man who was beaten said aggrievedly when he saw his own brother, "I was beaten so badly..."

Starley glanced at it, raised his hand and slapped the young man to the ground: "One mouthful of untouchables, not at all the style of the Lenstein family! Shameful guy."

"me……"

"Go back to your room." Lunstein said coldly, "Take a good look at yourself. It's okay to cause trouble. If you can't solve it by yourself, you still ask others for help? Hmph! It seems that you have completely forgotten the teachings of grandpa!"

grandfather?

Oh ~

I remembered that the Lenstein family seemed to have a chief card maker of the empire, the old man who was chased by Lewis.

Roger could vaguely remember it, but he really couldn't remember his name.

The domineering teenager was kicked out by his brother.

"I'm sorry for my brother's rudeness." Lunstein walked up to Irene, bowed slightly, and apologized, "Please allow me to express my sincerest apologies, beautiful lady."

"No...it's okay..." Irene stood behind Lawrence with some fear.

Lawrence looked up at the man.

"My name is Starry Lunstein." Lunstein introduced himself, "Although my younger brother was rude first, he was injured by you after all, so I can't just sit idly by."

Roger always felt that when Staley was talking, his eyes were always aimed at him.

"Do you know him?" Rogge asked Heloise, who came to watch the fun.

"Ang, seems to be my suitor." Heloise recalled.

"Oh, lolicon." Roger said contemptuously.

"I'm not a loli anymore!" Héloise puffed out her chest, expressing a serious protest.

Then, without waiting for Rogge to speak, she added: "And you have no right to say that!"

"What does it matter to me?" Roger said subconsciously, and then saw Heloise's dangerous eyes.

He coughed twice, and hurriedly said: "That's the fate of the previous generation, I..."

Heloise made a cat-like threatening sound.

Roger quickly shut up.

"So, what do you want to do?" Lawrence had a bandage on his face, but he was still in high spirits.

Staley took out the God's Card.

Lawrence understood, and said, "Duel, yes, yes!"

"No, no, no, you were injured. If I challenge you to a duel now, I'm afraid I won't be able to win by force." Starley said with a smile, "Or, let your friend fight with me instead of you."

"Friend?" Lawrence subconsciously looked at Irene.

"No, no, I'm a gentleman, and I won't embarrass a lady again and again."

Starley turned to look at Rogge.

Roger ate the cake unconsciously.

"He seems to be looking at you, Roger." Heloise tugged on Larogue's sleeve.

"Huh?" Rogge raised his head blankly, just in time to meet Stary's eyes.

"Your friends don't seem to know what happened here." Stary said to Lawrence with a smile.

"This has nothing to do with Rogge." Lawrence's eyes became vigilant, and it was beyond his expectation that Dali would involve Rogge, "This is between me and you."

"Yeah, that's going to be troublesome." Stary looked at Heloise who was beside Rogge, "Princess Heloise, why don't you tell me?"

For a moment, everyone in the hall looked at Heloise.

Although Heloise is used to being surrounded by stars, this kind of passive being the object of attention still makes her very uncomfortable.

She curled her lips, glanced at Starley, and then at Rogge.

Standing on tiptoe, not knowing what to say.

Although she is a princess, she is only a 15-year-old girl after all.

Roger sighed, stood up, and said, "You are not a gentleman to embarrass a 15-year-old girl like this."

"Oh, you agree?" Stary smiled, "Roger Finch."

"Roger Finch? I remember that he is..." After Starley said this, the people around him began to discuss.

"Yes, yes, seems to be the grandson of Ryan Finch?"

"Oh my god, this is the grandson of the great magician? Why does he look so ordinary?"

"It doesn't look like dueling ability is strong..."

"Rogge..." Lawrence said apologetically, "I caused you trouble."

"It's okay, this incident was caused by me." Roger said with a smile.

Turning around to look at Dali: "You don't look like you are looking for a duel just to be jealous."

"Roger Finch." Starley said, "Please don't slander my personality. Since Her Royal Highness has rejected me, I have no reason to pester you. My grievances with you are far deeper than this."

"Why?" Roger raised his eyebrows, "I never threw your five cards into the sea before."

Stary shook his head, and said, "You really don't know anything."

Roger frowned, and complained: "So, I hate riddlers like you the most."

"My grandfather is Leslie Lunstein." Starry said, "I heard that you recently entered the card casting branch of the Royal Gross Academy? I think you know the meaning of this name."

"Who the hell is this?" Roger said subconsciously, and then immediately remembered.

"Oh~ is the famous senior card maker who is over 70 years old and is still overwhelmed by Lewis?" Rogge said sharply.

Stary's face suddenly turned ugly: "Very well, it seems that I have added another grievance with the Finch family."

Do Lenstein and Finch have a feud?

Roger started playback.

But soon he realized that he seemed to have no memory of the past.

"Let's fight a duel, it's just a preview of the invitational tournament." Stary jumped over Rogge and looked at Sehels who was walking here.

"Hey, Sehels." Stary greeted Sehers, "I didn't expect you to be interested in this kind of suspenseless duel."

Sehels crossed his arms and said, "There is really no suspense. But I am just curious, how will this duel be won or lost."

"Oh?"

"Stali." Sehels said calmly, "I hope you can go all out and let me see more things."

Starley smiled confidently, and said, "I think you're going to be disappointed today. I'll end the duel soon, and I won't give you a chance to study me."

Roger quietly drove Starley to pretend.

Sechels smiled disdainfully, then looked at Rogge, and explained: "Leslie Renstein, because he tried to use undead magic to resurrect dead soldiers and continued to fight, was expelled from the Royal Magic Society by Ryan Finch, and later transferred And study the magic card."

"Sahels!" Staley's voice was obviously full of anger.

"This is a public matter." Sehls said, "But I didn't expect the Lenstein family to be so stingy."

"Drink! It's useless to talk! Let's fight!" Stary pulled out his card, "Today, I will wash away the shame that your Finch family inflicted on my grandfather!"