Dragon Clan, First Word of Power: Gojo Satoru

Chapter 55 The Ballroom's Shura Field

In Kassel, in the middle of the dance hall, various colored lights change in a psychedelic way.

Men and women, all dressed smartly, walked hand in hand and shoulder to shoulder to the dance floor, where they danced gracefully to the music.

However, the gazes of these men and women were all subtly drawn to the corner, where the main character of the banquet was sitting, but he was currently engrossed in eating braised pork knuckle with his roommate.

Su An and Fingel put down their braised pork knuckles and looked at each other.

"Why do I feel like all those men and women are looking at me with fear? Am I some kind of monster?" Su An complained.

"After all, your record is too outrageous; there are already dozens of versions of your image," Fingel said nonchalantly.

"What!" Su An felt a throbbing pain in his head.

Fingel put down the braised pork knuckle and started counting on his fingers.

"There's a version with three heads and six arms, saying you took an illegal evolution drug that gave you three heads and six arms, making you incredibly strong. That's why you could swim through a tidal wave of merfolk for an hour, killing them until their eyes were dry."

Su An complained, "But I only have two arms right now."

"There is also a version with extreme potential, which says that you unleashed your potential between life and death, and in the instant of life and death, your bloodline was briefly raised to the level of Dragon King, which is why you were able to achieve such outstanding results in the Three Gorges Dam battle."

This version has a wide audience among B and C grade students. They imitate your fighting style and become complete brutes, all in order to have an epiphany between life and death.

"What the hell?"

"There's also the principal's illegitimate son version, which says you're the principal's illegitimate child. The principal suppressed his feelings for decades, but finally let his love affair slip out. You're his most beloved illegitimate son, so Principal Angers didn't hesitate to break school rules to help you cheat and get an S-class."

Furthermore, to cultivate your heroic image, Angers even personally fought for you; those corpse guards, merfolk, and dragon servants were actually killed by the principal, but all the credit was given to you.

"Your S-rank heroic deeds have spread throughout the entire mixed-race world. Mr. Su An, what are your thoughts?" Fingel picked up a half-eaten pork knuckle and used it as a microphone, handing the meaty microphone to Su An.

Su An unconsciously clenched her fist, then released it. "I don't have any particular feelings. I just did a little bit of insignificant work."

"You call this insignificant!" Fingel spread his arms exaggeratedly. "So many merfolk were killed in an instant by you, and such a huge dragon-shaped corpse guard was completely under your control. Kassel College probably already has a support group for you now."

"What nonsense! These people believe everything they hear, they're too afraid of me to even think about it," Su An cursed, taking a bite of his pork knuckle.

Fingel looked at Su An mysteriously and said, "Don't underestimate your charm; you'll find out soon enough."

"So mysterious! I hate riddle people!" Su An and Fingel playfully wrestled, choking each other. "Tell me already!"

Despite his eyes rolling back in his head from being choked, Fingel remained steadfast in his principles.

"I signed a confidentiality agreement and can't reveal my employers' information! But trust me, Su An, you won't be alone tonight."

Fingel finished the rest of the pork knuckle and said casually.

"Alright, it's almost time. The employer should be here soon."

pat, pat.

A pair of black high heels with red soles were stepped on by a straight, shapely leg on the marble floor, the lacquered surface reflecting a dazzling brilliance that was intoxicating.

The owner of the high heels was a tall young woman with light golden hair, blue eyes, and a handsome and noble face.

A few students who knew the secrets of the academy recognized the girl and gasped in shock.

"Could it be her? She's here too?"

"There's no mistake, it looks like it's her."

"But how is that possible?"

"Could she have come for Su An?"

The remaining uninformed people were completely confused, while a few who knew the situation simply pointed to the girl and explained.

"She is one of the board members of Kassel College, Elizabeth."

These words caused a great stir, with everyone discussing them and their eyes showing a hint of gossip.

Elizabeth was already tall, and the high heels made her appear even more slender. Her toned abdomen and full chest made her look graceful and stunning. Her golden hair was styled in a high bun, and her eyebrows and eyes exuded a gentle and noble air.

She slowly walked towards Su An and playfully reached out her hand to him.

Her words softened the unapproachable authority of the school board member, making her appear more youthful and adorable.

"I am Elizabeth, from the United Kingdom, and a member of the Board of Trustees of Kassel College."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, our dragon-slaying hero. May I dance with you?"

Before Su An could respond, a beautiful female voice came from behind him.

"Could I cut in line? Could I invite this handsome S-class dancer to join me for a dance first?"

A cold glint flashed in Elizabeth's eyes. "What brings you here?"

Su An turned to look at the woman behind him in confusion.

She had brown, wavy hair, and deep purple eyes beneath her bangs. The woman had a refined, sculpted face, a voluptuous figure, and a Mediterranean olive complexion. Instead of a traditional dress, she wore a blazer with jeans, the latest Italian fashion.

She looked at Su An with enthusiasm and boldness, and gracefully raised her arm, extending her palm.

This is a gesture to invite someone to dance. If the other person accepts, they will gently grasp this palm-up hand.

No one knew this passionate and outgoing woman; they whispered among themselves but got nowhere.

But when she revealed her surname, everyone gasped in surprise.

"My name is Elena Gattuso."

Elena's name originates from Hebrew and means torch and moon. It is a typical Italian name. However, what shocked everyone was not Elena's name, but her surname, Gattuso.

The Gattuso family is one of the most prominent mixed-race families in Italy and is also one of the board members of the Kassel College.

This surname represents a terrifying behemoth, like an invisible emperor controlling much of the world's wealth; it is one of Italy's top aristocratic families.

If this woman's surname is Gattuso, then she must also know Caesar, the heir of the Gattuso family.

Everyone turned their gossipy gaze toward Caesar.

A complex expression flickered in Caesar's icy blue eyes. He looked at Su An one moment, then at Elena the next, his face contorted with barely concealed emotion. Caesar had never shown such a complex expression before, which included surprise, astonishment, confusion, anger, doubt, and, most absurdly, panic.

Oh? The onlookers got even more excited. Although Caesar had suffered a setback at Su An's hands, he had always been a proud and confident man. Hesitation and indecision were really out of character for Caesar. What was he struggling with? What was he hesitating about? What was he panicking about?

All eyes turned to Caesar, wavering between him and Elena.

"Auntie, what brings you here!"

Caesar's expression was conflicted as he uttered something earth-shattering.