NTR School: S Rank Student

A lot was on Raphael's mind as he slowly made his way back to his dorm room.

It was another long walk, as Harmony's dorm was near the Crown School building.

The events of the day had been crazy. Not only had he got sucked off by Celeste in the Gardens, but he had also fucked Beatrice, even though both women were already in relationships.

Not to mention, he had been caught and challenged to a duel that would be taking place tomorrow.

I seriously can't stay out of trouble huh... It's hardly my fault anyway.

Despite Elliot being a rank above him, Raphael didn't fear tomorrow's battle. He knew the capabilities of the White Dragon and how powerful it could be.

He just needed to fight smart and make sure that he didn't make a fool of himself in front of the entire school.

And if I win, it should make getting women even easier.

Once in his dorm, Raphael wasted no time preparing to sleep. Today, he needed as much rest as he could get.

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The next morning, the nerves finally began to enter Raphael's body.

As he made his way to the Gardens from his room, he noticed instantly that the school was much busier than it was the previous day.

Groups of students from all of the five schools walked whilst engaging in excited conversations.

"Who's the idiot that could have possibly accepted a duel from Elliot Daremore, the White Prince? He's gonna get his ass kicked."

"Right? If I was him, I'd just run away now and beg for forgiveness. It's pretty much over for him."

He listened in on a passing conversation. Little did they know, he was the one that they were calling an 'idiot'.

The White Prince? He must really be strong to earn such a name.

As he made his way outside and towards the gardens, he realised just how large of a spectacle this duel would be.

It was even more packed out there; there were hundreds of students surrounding the hill at the centre of the gardens.

He even spotted the Rose Queen, Harmony, in all of her beauty, standing on the sidelines with an equally beautiful woman.

The other women wore a crown just like Harmonies, though rather than pink, her uniform was yellow, and her hair blonde.

Is she the Queen of the Crown school?

It made sense. After all, Elliot was an SS-Rank student at her school. Of course, she would want to watch his duel.

Raphael slowly made his way through the large crowd, pushing through large groups of people.

People protested as he pushed past, wondering whether he was trying to get a closer view of the fight that was going to take place.

"Chill out." He said loud enough for those nearby to hear. "I'm the one that's fighting."

The student's head swivelled, staring at him in disbelief.

"The new kid. He's the one that's been challenged."

"There's no way. Yes, he's from the Strongest School, but he's not experienced enough to face The White Prince."

"He's gonna die."

"It's only the first week here."

The crowd began to clear the way for him, giving him a direct path to the hill, as they whispered about the 'mistake' he had made in accepting the duel.

Atop the grass hill, Raphael saw Elliot standing there proudly.

As he made his way over, he saw a few familiar faces.

Celeste and her boyfriend Damien, alongside a group of their friends, stood nearby.

As they spotted him, Celeste looked at him with worry in her eyes, clutching at her sleeve nervously.

Damien had a big grin on his face. He couldn't wait to watch the man who toyed with his girlfriend get killed in a battle.

He also saw Beatrice standing nervously with a group of her friends nearby. She knew that she was the reason why this whole event was taking place, and was certainly feeling guilt for it.

But Raphael hardly regretted it at all. He enjoyed every moment of their time together and hoped there would be more in the future.

Finally, he reached the top of the hill and stood facing off against Elliot.

The man had removed his yellow school jacket and had the sleeves of his shirt rolled up.

His white hair flowed brilliantly, and he truly looked like a spectacle as the sun shone on him.

Of course, Raphael looked dazzling as well. His blonde hair had been styled neatly, and the red uniform suited him nicely.

"So, you actually showed up," Elliot said, loud enough for all in the crowd to hear.

The chatter slowly began to die down, leaving only the sounds of the wind to replace it.

"Well, I had no reason to run after all," Raphael replied. "This is an easy fight for me."

As soon as he said the words, shocked reactions began to ripple through the crowds.

The students couldn't believe his confidence.

Being the underdog only made Raphael more excited.

Elliot thought that he was smart, spreading the word of the fight thinking that all would come to watch him win an easy fight.

But all Raphael saw, was an opportunity to boost his own reputation by proving them all wrong.

"Then let us waste no time. As per Vailstone tradition, we battle until one of us surrenders. Otherwise, anything goes."

Raphael simply shrugged his shoulders, but in his head, he spoke to The White Dragon.

"Sounds good to me."

A smirk spread across Elliot's face as a gold light began to shine the birthright on his hand.

"Then let's begin!"

The gold light grew larger, suddenly materialising into a stick-like object. However, it slowly began to take a more complex shape, resulting in a Golden Rapier.

He held the sword into the air and the crowd cheered.

Voices went around the outskirts of the circles, as the students gawked at the SS-Ability.

However, Raphael was hardly impressed.

Is this really all he's capable of? The sword looks cool, but it lacks one vital thing.

Raphael outstretched his hands towards his opponent, channelling the spirit of The White Dragon that had resided inside of him since birth.

Range.

Roar. Ryak'al. He ordered.

And his Dragon wasted no time, spitting a wave of white flames from the palms of his hands.

They were tremendous, even greater than when he had used the ability on Damien.

Elliot's eyes bulged as he saw the dangerous ability flying towards him.

He had not expected Raphael to be so strong.

The SS-Ranked student attempted to dive out of the way, but the flames brushed past the right side of his body, instantly burning the fabrics of his uniform and leaving him half naked.

Before the flames carried on into the crowds, Raphael withdrew the ability, allowing the ability to dissipate.

The audience was silent for a few moments, in disbelief as to what they saw.

He was a new student, yet to be in any known battles or learn the true ways of magic, and yet his abilities were so powerful.

Raphael took advantage of the silence, taking the opportunity to taunt his opponent, who stood there, frightened.

"Is that all you've got, Elliot? Is that how you get revenge on the man that had your girlfriend moaning in his ears."

The man's cheeks began to redden, as his grip tightened around his Golden Rapier.

He gritted his teeth in rage and charged, blindly.

As he closed the distance, he swung his blade in a low arc that cut through the grasp.

But Raphael was a well-trained martial artist from his time back in his home town.

He jumped over the blade and danced around the strikes that followed, ultimately remaining untouched.

He hadn't even gone on the attack, and yet he was tiring out his opponent simply by evading.

"Come on, Elliot. I fucked your girlfriend and you aren't going to kill me for it?"

The nearby crowd heard the taunts, and their cheers grew louder. They thought that Raphael was joking, merely trying to taunt his opponent, but the words were true.

"Did you hear that?" A student shouted. "Did Raphael really fuck Beatrice?"

Elliot's attacks grew clumsy as his anger grew, making them easier to dodge.

Raphael even ended up behind him, kicking him in his back and sending him falling to the floor.

The man looked defeated. The fact that even in rage he was unable to do anything was crushing his spirits.

It was then that a shout came from the crowd. One that stood out amongst everything else, drawing everyone who heards attention.

"Look at his girlfriend!"

Raphael and Elliot looked at Beatrice, who should have looked horrified at her boyfriend being defeated, but instead, she bit her bottom lip, and her eyes seemed to be filled with joy.

"She's enjoying this! Elliot's fiancée is getting turned on whilst watching him getting beat up!"

Raphael couldn't help but smirk to himself, as Elliot rose to his feet.

That seemed to be the last straw.

A golden aura began to radiate around him, and a shadow was cast over his face.

He was charging a final attack out of rage.

One that he hoped to kill Raphael with.

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