What If Beak Yu-seol Was A Bit Too overpowered

Chapter 6

'Challenging Baek yu-seol was the worse mistake possible'

Excuses upon excuses upon excuses.

Smiling faintly with his chin resting on his hand, Jeremy spoke. "why, did you challenge Baek yu-seol, knowing that all magic doesn't work in him?"

"there was no way he could be immune to all magic!, so i wanted to test him"

Morso replied.

The moment another excuse escaped Morso's lips, Verazen tightly shut her eyes.

Crack!

A sharp, cracking sound echoed through the club room.

'Huh...?'

For a brief moment, Morso felt as though the world had turned into a blank, white canvas. It took him a while to grasp the situation. Soon he realized everyone else appeared upside down.

'Did I fall down?'

Looking around in a daze, Morso saw Jeremy now standing right next to him, grinding his head against the floor.

"Why?" Jeremy asked, but Morso could not understand the meaning of those words.

Drrrrrrrrrr!

The grinding sound rang in his ears. No, it wasn't just ringing, it was painful. Agonizingly so.

'Ahhhhhhhh!'

It was then that Morso realized his cheek was being ground against the wall.

"Why?"

Jeremy asked.

Boom!

Jeremy grabbed Morso by the hair and smashed his head into an iron locker.

"Why?"

Jeremy asked again

Once, twice... Three times, five times, ten times. The disturbing sounds echoed continuously for the next few moments. Fresh blood trickled down his head, but Morso did not faint.

"Why did you Challenge Baek yu-seol, knowing it was a losing battle?"

Jeremy asked.

Morso wanted to admit his mistake and apologize, but he wasn't given the chance.

Jeremy yanked open the locker, and shoved Morso head inside, and slammed the door shut.

"Why did you do that? Why do you embarrass me by using the Skalven name? Do you hate me?"

Jeremy said.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Blood splatteres all across the room, and Morso swollen eyes struggled to stay open. Thanks to his mage constitution, he wouldn't die from this ordeal.

"I've been so nice to you. You're my loyal servant, right?"

Jeremy asked

"Ghg... Ugh..."

Morso tried to say something but Jeremy beat him to it

"Hmm? What did you say?"

Jemery asked looking towards him

As Morso tried to open his mouth, Jeremy leaned in closer.

"Sor... Sorr..."

Morso begged

"Yes. Keep talking."

Jeremy said with his smile

"P-please... spare... my life..."

Morso asked as he was begging for his life.