The road to the academy was surprisingly smooth. Damon had expected some kind of incident—knowing his luck—but nothing happened.
Now that he was far from the Grand Duke, he could finally allow himself to relax.
He thought about Leona, Sylvia, Evangeline, and Xander… Leaving abruptly without talking to them wasn't his best moment, but he had too much to think about at the time…
More than that, he had been eager to leave. After all, it would be suspicious if he suddenly started coughing up blood.
He could have let those nobles hit him and acted like that was the reason, but he couldn't let those weak, inexperienced fools touch him. That would be an insult to anyone who had actually put in the effort to obtain their power.
"As if I would let fools who probably relied on expensive potions to rank up…"
They had some training, but that was about it. Even goblins had more coordination than them.
