The underworld queen come back and slays novel Chapter 146

hapter 146

Steve’s fists clenched tight, his knuckles whitening with rage.

He stared dead at Raven, eyes brimming with venom as he spat, “Do you even realize who you’ve just offended?”

In his mind, he was untouchable. At best, the acting president of Regalhold University was a Mid–Class Warrior.

But he he had absolute confidence he’d soon become a member of the Hundred–Man Unit.

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And once that happened, he’d be a commander among commanders, with the authority to walk right back into Regalhold University and “discipline” this woman who thought she could act above her station.

But the moment the last word left his mouth, everything changed.

A sudden, choking force closed around his throat. The pressure crushed the air from his lungs, and before he could even gasp, a voice colder than death itself slithered into his ear.

“You want to know who you’ve offended? Hm?”

The sound of Raven’s voice alone made Steve’s body tremble violently. His instincts screamed at him to run, to answer, to say anything–but he couldn’t. His mouth refused to move.

He couldn’t speak. He couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t think.

“Idiot,” Raven said flatly—and with a flick of her hand, she tossed him like he weighed nothing.

Steve’s body slammed hard into the ground, skidding across the dirt and kicking up a cloud of dust. A pained groan escaped him as he crumpled on the spot.

Raven didn’t even flinch.

She glanced at him once, then turned to face the rest of the crowd, voice steady and sharp. “Anyone else have something to say?”

The students around her all shook their heads in perfect unison–silent, pale, and terrified.

Raven’s gaze turned frosty. “Then why the hell are you all still standing here? Training. Now.”

Before she’d even finished the sentence, the crowd scattered like startled birds. Everyone sprinted back to their squads and lined up in orderly rows, not daring to look back.

Only when the chaos faded and most of the students had cleared out did Kurt finally turn toward Raven, cautiously respectful.

“Raven,” he said, tone tentative, “some of Regalhold’s top families are holding a private event tonight to discuss the nomination slots for the Hundred–Man Unit. With your talent and strength, you’d be a natural fit. Would you be interested in going to take a look?”