Arska: Love and Magic

55. The Terrible Identity

" Heh only the Rivera family is so arrogant before me" said Harraz, who was able to calm down...

" If the Rivera family cannot be compared to the Davies family, if if the Rivera family joined the Evans family it still cannot be compared to your Davies family!" Alvan said.

like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, the calm that Harraz maintained slowly began to crumble upon learning of Alvan's identity.

" The Evans family, Haha, you may have gone mad, if the Evans family would have supported a family he would have chosen to support the Davies family instead of the Rivera family who still lost far" his words are full of confidence

" It's a shame that I'm Alvan Kanav Evans the next leader of the Evans family prefers to support the Rivera family" Alvan said confidently and looked at Harraz cynically.

" Wh-what?"

Harraz and the woman next to him were very surprised to hear Alvan's words, however, as high as the Davies family still cannot be compared with the three main families and the Evans family is one of the three main noble families.

" Hey, Alvan don't forget me and my family..." Arion does not want to lose

" Like her you don't have to introduce yourself to Rion, just hearing Evans's surname their faces are pale, what else if she hears Lawrence's surname, Upss.I'm so excited" alvan said casually but his expression was as if he had uttered the wrong words, even if it was just pretend.

" Cih, just let them both know that Arion Melviano Lawrence is not that easy to beat" Arion said calmly and coldly, his tone was clearly very firm and sounded very cynical.

" Lawrence's family" murmured his second.

Harraz and the woman beside him grew pale, they did not expect the friends of Aksa they despised turned out to have a very terrible background.

Harraz quickly leaves the cafeteria in embarrassment, seeing Harraz's departure makes the woman follow him.

If Harraz knew Aksa the young man he was inferior to was the leader of the Knight family of the main noble family that was on the first order, maybe he would instantly vomit blood so much as to not believe her.

" Cih, Alvan like her you're wrong!" Heera said annoyed

" What's wrong with me?" Alvan asked confused which also made the others confused.

" He's not a tadpole but a cockroach that's often in the trash can and picks up leftover food, disgusting" Heera said

Aksa who had been sitting down suddenly stood up and left just like that.

Arsya wants to catch up with him but has little doubt.

" Arsya, go and follow him!" Arion exclaimed calmly, she knows her younger brother very well, so she perfectly understands what her younger sister wants now.

" But.."

" Ask your own heart whether you care about it or not, haven't you ever listened to someone else's words hmm." said Arion advising her gently.

" What do you mean? I don't." replied Arsya indifferently but her cheeks were slightly flushed.

Arsya did not want to continue his words and immediately went after Aksa.

" Well, someone has given you blessing!" Heera seru.

" No! Who gave him his blessing. I still don't like it if my beloved is captured by her so easily, don't forget Clar before Aksa snatches my beloved from me he must face two warlords first" said Arion arrogant, of course the person in question is himself and one more person is his father who is very possessive if it concerns his favorite daughter.

" Company the snob.."

The debate between the two left the others confused and clueless as to what they were arguing about, but among them Valencia are the ones who feel sad because they think Arion does like Arsya and do not want to let go easily, he said, he was very sad when he heard from Arion's own mouth that Arsya was his favorite, in fact this thought was also in every other mind, they were not even thought of if Arsya was Arion's own younger brother.

" No, you are indeed a white horse-riding hero" exclaimed Kenan indistinctly.

" Heh stupid that there is a white riding prince is a hero anyway!" Exclaims Alvan

" Oh, yeah!"

" Your nutmeg is changing, yes it has been the name of Kenan, you're the only one who's as good as your eels to change it" exclaimed Alvan upset

" I'm sorry my tongue sprained" Java Kenan relaxed and grinned unclear.

" Already fellow lunatics do not need to argue" Heera said casually but got a sharp look from Alvan and Kenan.

" What! Don't look at me like that or you want your eyes that I'm gouging with this" Heera exclaimed, pointing a fork at both of them.

" Haha..." They laughed seeing Alvan and Kenan shrieked and were frightened by Heera.

***

Arsya did not find Aksa anywhere.

" Where is he? And for what I care about him, cihh sucks" Arsya muttered annoyedly, he wanted to go and not care about the young man, but somehow he felt uneasy if he left Aksa alone.

" it's possible that he's in that place" she said slowly as she recalled the one place Aksa would most likely be there.

Arsya is now in Aksa's secret place, he went there past the first waterfall when he accidentally went to that place first.

It turns out his guess is right, Aksa is in the back garden which is a training place, seen Aksa is venting his anger by hitting the samsak in front of him.

" Harming yourself doesn't solve the problem!" Arsya is lazy he himself does not understand why he should care about this young man.

Hearing the familiar voice in his ears Aksa immediately stopped his activities and gazed towards where Arsya was, his gaze that had been sharp and cold in an instant turned soft.

" Why are you here?" aksa asked while trying to ease her emotions.

" Just want to, can't he?" Say it indifferently

" Of course you can" Aksa replied as she opened her boxing gloves and walked up to the girl.

Seeing Arsya in front of him makes his bad mood a lot better, Arsya is like an antidote to him.

While in the cafeteria he really wanted to beat up Harraz, but he didn't want to look bad in Arsya's eyes the girl who had stolen his heart, after all he had other plans to avenge Harraz's deeds tenfold.

" Your hand is hurt, let me treat it!" Arsya who accidentally saw the wound on Aksa's hand, there is blood still dripping there.

" Necessary, just a small wound"

" Small wounds can also be infected, why don't you just cut off your hand and don't need to be treated!" Her cry is indifferent

Hearing Arsya's scathing speech made Aksa grimace a little.

Can't you persuade in a good way, he thought.

Arsya takes out the p3k box and begins to treat Aksa's hand.