Leticia didn't know about school rules, and even if she did, she wouldn't follow them.
Before executing the flying kick, she had already taken off the robe used to disguise her identity and thrown it onto Bai Ya's head.
One could only say her robe-throwing motion was quite stylish, but comforting our little Ya afterward would be quite awkward.
But at this moment, she was the undisputed star of the stage. Everyone's attention was focused on her, amazed that this girl actually dared to directly hit someone.
Also, that kick was really stylish—graceful posture, not dragging at all, hitting exactly Frank's side face without the slightest deviation.
The arc Frank drew as he was kicked away was so beautiful, and the number of circles he rolled on the ground was so numerous. This kick could simply be called the most perfect flying kick the students present had ever seen.
"Su... Miss Su?!" Mo Zili's eyes widened slightly. She had thought about who might come to help her—perhaps a justice-minded youth, perhaps a teacher who couldn't stand it—but she never expected that the one who finally appeared would be this girl she had only met a few times.
"Good morning, Miss Mo. You seem to be having a bit of trouble." Leticia stylishly shook her head. This was the entrance move she had spent considerable effort devising. Surely it had shocked everyone present.
In fact, it hadn't.
Compared to her current movements, everyone thought that flying kick was more stylish, smooth, and satisfying.
"Who the hell are you?!" Frank, who had taken a kick out of nowhere, was furious. Half his face had already swollen up, with a small black shoe print stamped on his swollen cheek, making him look particularly pathetic.
If looks could kill, the girl now standing beside Mo Zili would have been killed countless times by his gaze.
"Me? Just a concerned citizen who saw injustice and drew her sword to help." Leticia tilted her head as she answered, her voice full of disdain for Frank, making the redhead who had just been kicked somewhat livid with rage.
Today's Leticia wasn't wearing clothes suitable for fighting, but due to the warming weather, her outfit was relatively light and at least wouldn't affect her movement.
A black dress paired with white long socks made the girl even cuter. If she hadn't just suddenly burst out of the crowd and kicked Frank, a big man nearly two heads taller than her, flying ten meters away, perhaps everyone would find her even cuter.
"I advise you not to meddle in other people's business." Frank said coldly. "Your behavior just now already violated school rules."
"I'm not even a student at this academy. What do your school rules have to do with me?" Leticia righteously retorted.
Upon hearing this, the entire place fell silent.
It seemed, well, the school rules indeed didn't say that outsiders couldn't hit people in the academy.
The school rules only stipulated that students couldn't privately fight each other, not that they couldn't fight with outsiders.
"Frank, your chance for revenge has come!" Someone in the crowd shouted mischievously.
Frank naturally knew what this meant. If this girl was really not a student as she claimed, then he had no problem attacking her.
Even if she was a student, since she had struck first, Frank's retaliation wouldn't result in too severe punishment.
So he could fight back!
This wet-behind-the-ears little girl looked only fifteen or sixteen. What kind of strong combat ability could someone this age have?
He had just been kicked away because he was caught off guard. As long as he took his opponent seriously, he could definitely achieve victory.
He completely ignored one thing—a little girl who could kick him flying ten meters with one kick couldn't possibly be an ordinary little girl.
Taking out his magic wand, blazing flames surged from within his body, and the heat wave made the students around him involuntarily step back several paces.
Seeing that a fight was about to break out, the watching students very consciously cleared out an open space to avoid getting caught up in the aftermath.
The cautious ones had even started putting up shields for themselves.
Bai Ya, hiding in the crowd, still wanted to stop her Sister Qianqian, but Carol standing beside her tightly gripped Bai Ya's wrist, preventing her from running out.
"It's dangerous. Don't go out." Carol said to Bai Ya.
She could tell that Bai Ya was different from Leticia. Bai Ya was just an ordinary demon who didn't know magic. Rushing out at this time would be too easily injured by accident.
As for Leticia, just from her beautiful flying kick just now, Carol knew this girl was definitely hiding her abilities. At least she herself couldn't execute such a perfect flying kick while wearing a dress.
"But..."
"Your sister won't get hurt. Since she dared to rush out, she naturally has confidence. Trust her."
This wasn't about trust or not trust! Bai Ya wanted to cry. She didn't want Sister Qianqian to get involved with that Mo Zili.
This was a major matter concerning her biological sister's lifelong happiness. She had to do something.
But she couldn't do anything. Carol's strength wasn't something Bai Ya could match. Despite all her efforts, Bai Ya couldn't advance even a single step.
While there was struggling here, the clearing over there was already in full swing—well, one-sidedly in full swing.
Frank, who had been furious just moments ago, had already lost his previous anger. He was now regretting why he had provoked such a troublemaker.
He didn't even know how he had failed. It seemed like in just the blink of an eye, he had been hit hard with an uppercut to the chin. While his jaw transmitted severe pain, he flew into the air.
And he was a fire-type mage who didn't know aerial combat.
But his enemy, that black-haired girl, was standing steadily in mid-air. Her speed and current performance made everyone think she was a wind-type mage.
In fact, Leticia had only used a few wind-type spells, because these few spells were enough to deal with this kind of half-trained guy.
Summoning invisible air whips, Leticia mercilessly began spinning the top.
"For bullying men and women, for being so arrogant, for looking so punchable..." With each lash, she would mutter a sentence.
The first few sentences still made some sense, but by the end, people didn't know what to say about those words.
"For disturbing my meal."
This couldn't really be blamed on him!
The poor—no, rather deserved—red-haired youth was whipped in the air for a full ten minutes. When he finally fell to the ground, there wasn't a patch of good flesh left on his body.
"Done." Leticia landed back on the ground, casually clapping her hands, giving people the feeling that she had barely exerted any effort to completely dominate Frank.
Frank was also a notable figure in the academy, yet he was ground into the dirt by a girl who looked so young. This really made all the watching spectators' jaws drop.
Taking advantage of the crowd's continued amazement, Leticia didn't waste words either. She grabbed Mo Zili's hand and forcibly dragged the equally stunned girl out of the crowd.
"We need to hurry and follow!" Carol in the crowd wasn't surprised. Although she had slightly misjudged Leticia's true strength, the battle's outcome still didn't exceed her expectations.
After Leticia quickly escaped with Mo Zili, she immediately reacted, calling for the Detective Club girls to follow Leticia together.
During this, because she found Bai Ya running a bit slowly, she directly used magic to lift Bai Ya up, letting the little girl experience the feeling of a roller coaster.
Leticia ran with Mo Zili for quite some time. When she finally stopped, the black-haired girl was already panting heavily.
This was already the most secluded place in the academy. Usually, no students would come here at all.
Here, they could finally avoid those annoying flies.
"Hah, Miss Qianqian, your speed was way too fast." No sooner had Leticia stopped than Carol arrived with Bai Ya and the two Detective Club members.
Their speed was so fast it even surprised Leticia somewhat.
She had thought these people wouldn't be able to keep up.
"But why choose this place? I think our Detective Club's activity space isn't bad either." Carol caught her breath and asked somewhat puzzledly.
This place was about as secluded as the Detective Club's location, but there they at least had chairs to sit on. Unlike now, where they had to sit on the ground.
"Has your place... been cleaned up?" Leticia raised an eyebrow.
She remembered that room had a bunch of stuff related to Mo Zili, like photos and such. If Mo Zili saw these things, it would definitely—no, absolutely—cause this girl to have some bad associations.
Carol, being so clever, naturally heard Leticia's implication. She scratched her face, somewhat embarrassedly saying: "Indeed, it's not quite suitable."
At this time, Little Ya had already grabbed Leticia's hand and pulled Leticia aside.
"Sister Qianqian, are you really interested in Miss Mo?" The little girl asked seriously.
Leticia smiled and nodded: "Yes, she's so beautiful, so talented, and has such a soft personality. How wonderful."
"But she's not as beautiful as sister!" The little girl frantically waved her hands for emphasis. "And sister is also very capable and has a good personality."
Well, even Bai Ya herself didn't believe the second half of that sentence.
If Bai Ling's ice-cold personality could be called good, then Leticia could be called an angel.
"Hmph, she has a grudge against me." Leticia snorted proudly, indicating that there was absolutely no possibility between Bai Ling and herself. "I wouldn't fall for someone who almost killed me."
"But sister... she's different from before now." Bai Ya was really starting to panic. She was afraid Sister Qianqian was serious.
"If she's really different, she should have appeared in front of me by now." Leticia giggled. "If she could appear in time, there might still be a chance to win me back."
"Eh?" Hearing this, Bai Ya was stunned. How come she felt like she couldn't understand what Sister Qianqian was saying at all?
Leticia didn't care whether Bai Ya understood her words. She had already walked to Mo Zili's side and pulled this girl who was still breathing heavily aside to begin whispering.
"Um, Miss Su..."
"I know what you want to ask—you want to ask why I helped you, right?" Leticia glanced at Bai Ya, who was still having a brainstorm, and said quietly to Mo Zili, "You can treat what I said earlier as empty words. I have no interest in you for now."
Mo Zili's expression showed a moment of disappointment. She had thought Leticia's earlier words were serious.
So it was just joking?
Whew, that was good too. After all, they had just met. Talking about love and such things directly would indeed be too fast.
To be honest, when Leticia made such a stylish entrance and rescued her from that awkward situation, Mo Zili really did feel a little bit moved.
Hero saving the beauty—although this hero was a girl who looked even younger than herself, Mo Zili thought girls weren't bad either.
"I helped you for two reasons. First, I can't stand that kind of noble. Second, I also want to know who your parents are." Leticia held up two fingers, stating her two reasons for helping Mo Zili.
The first reason was real. The second was half true, half false.
Leticia was indeed curious about whose child this girl was, but she wasn't that curious. The main reason for helping her was still to provoke Bai Ling while also putting some pressure on the nobles.
"There's also a more personal reason. Could you please cooperate with my performance next?" Leticia asked quietly.
"How should I cooperate?" The girl asked puzzledly.
"Very simple. When I speak later, you just need to smile. No matter what others ask you, you just need to smile." Leticia reached out and grasped Mo Zili's right hand. "But now, may I take some blood?"
This request was actually quite excessive. For a demon, demon blood was an extremely important thing. Some malicious curses often required the cursed person's personal belongings as a medium to cast, and blood was the most perfect casting medium.
Giving one's blood to a stranger was almost equivalent to putting one's life in a stranger's hands.
Generally speaking, demons would only give their blood to people they trusted most.
But Mo Zili didn't know about these things.
She had grown up in the Human World, and her teacher was a pure human who had no idea about the important status of blood in demons' hearts.
This led to Mo Zili generously nodding. It was just a little blood.
She had been drawn several times at human hospitals for physical examinations, so one more time didn't matter.
"Sure, but could you be a little gentle?"
"Haha, don't worry, my technique is pretty good."