Sylvara's Rebirth A New Dawn for Abel novel Chapter 344

Chapter 344 The Provocateur Commits the First Offense

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The man who had been heckling Sylvara froze in his chair, paralyzed by the sheer force of her presence, his pride stung. “You little brat, you just say whatever you want, like you actually walked out of the Praforial dynasty.”

Sylvara gripped the hilt with her left hand, joining her right. “Yeah, it’s as if you believe that I walked straight out of the Praforia dynasty.”

“Haha, what nonsense…”

Before he could finish, his words cut off abruptly.

Sylvara swung the saber toward him.

Clang! A flash of steel and cold light streaked across the hall.

Immediately after, the heckler screamed in agony.

Sylvara planted the tip of the saber into the floor, bracing her hands on the hilt. “To the gentleman who just called me a liar, I’ll give you one last chance to think carefully about your words.”

The heckler clutched his left eye, blood seeping through his fingers. Not even the finest medical technology of this age could restore it. An eye transplant wouldn’t save him.

“Don’t push your luck,” one of his companions said, trying to intervene. “This is an auction house, not a place for you to do whatever you want!”

“Oh, really?” Sylvara glanced at Phil. “Turn on the lights. I want to see what a place looks like that lets dogs bark but forbids me from putting them in their place.”

Phil hesitated a moment, then snapped the lights on.

The hall lit up instantly.

Over a hundred thousand spectators surrounded the stage.

Exposed to the light, the companion of the blinded man faltered. “What? Free speech, and now nobody else can speak? You think this auction house belongs to you?”

Sylvara narrowed her eyes, her voice crisp and commanding. Yes, free speech, but you crossed my line.

“I’m just correcting you so you know not everything belongs to Daggoria or Crial. What, you don’t like it? Let’s fight. If you beat me, I’ll apologize. What do you think?”

“Bah, I won’t stoop to your level, you…”

Slap!

Before he could finish, his left cheek burned as if struck by an invisible hand.

Redness and swelling bloomed instantly. Clutching his face, he looked around frantically. “Who did that? Who hit me?”

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Everyone nearby immediately stood, keeping as much distance as possible, afraid of being caught in the fallout.

“Apologize. My patience is limited.” Sylvara sneered, issuing her final warning to the two men holding their face and eye. “Gentlemen, I’ll count to three. If you don’t apologize by then, I can have you hospitalized for life!”

“Hospitalized for life?” Blake glanced at Agares, amused at her daughter showing off like a little tyrant. “Sweetheart, what do you think? Isn’t my daughter adorable?”

Agares slowly turned to meet Blake’s gaze, his voice flat, emotionless, like a machine. “If the assaulted gets hospitalized for life, the attacker must cover all lifelong medical costs.

“Lifelong care isn’t cheap. They’ll also face charges for assault and lawsuits. You still call this adorable instead of trouble?”

Blake rolled her eyes.

Just this?

Who exactly was this troublesome disciple siding with?

Did he even know what he was saying?

Sylvara had nearly blinded people with her display, and he only noticed lawsuits and medical costs?

And called it troublesome?

This little brat.

Definitely not his doing.

No amount of Blake’s teaching could produce this kind of menace.

“Of course!” Agares saw his teacher’s exasperated look and continued, “According to Troya Empire law, the provocateur commits the first offense. General Kenobia, don’t forget to preserve the record of the provocation at the auction and submit it to the authorities.

“Her sending someone to the hospital for life counts as self-defense. It can exempt her from lawsuits, charges, and medical costs. If needed, this can serve as evidence for counterclaims: the provocation caused severe psychological trauma, requiring rest and psychological care.”

Blake’s mind was racing.

Good grief, this disciple.

Double standards now?

Well, maybe he’s not beyond saving.

Patch him up, and he’s still salvageable.

No. For Sylvara’s sake, a plan must be made to properly discipline this brainy but emotionally clueless brat.

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