A race to hell

Third Person POV "Milady, the car is ready," said one of its butlers. It stands on the terrace of the Bezarius empire. Simultaneously with the wind blowing was following its long hair that had fallen loose to reach her waist. It slowly faced its butler. When the butler saw it he immediately bowed, a symbol of respect for it but also the fact that it did not want to look into the blood -colored eyes of the boss. An eerie silence could be heard. Only the wind was blowing. Its butler's feather stood up. It’s still bent over and feeling the boss. "It's gone," he said sparingly. "S-all right, Milady we'll just wait for you." He tried to calm his voice and immediately left in front of the boss. He took a deep breath as he got out of the frightened man's room. "She's really nice." "Yeah that's serious." "But I don't know yet if she has a boyfriend." "I'm sure you're lucky to be her boyfriend." Those were some of the things she heard muttering as she walked down the hallway to her classroom. He was suddenly bored because he thought that in the morning they were chatting. He looked at them, a look that everyone disliked, the thought that when it did they would show their fear of him, as they continued to walk. "She's really scary." He heard a woman say. It secretly smiled because of what was heard. She's everyone's nightmare. As soon as his name was mentioned, they were shaking with fear. He came from the Bezarius clan, everyone’s feared family, they were known as an influential and feared man. It makes her smile again at that thought. They knew that if they collided with a Bezarius like him, they would go to hell. Many know how he kills an opponent. Many know how it will kill the people who oppose him mercilessly. Many are afraid of it. He stopped walking to feel the strange aura coming. It suddenly startled him and he didn't like the reaction of his body now. He couldn't feel that way, and he had never felt that feeling before, that he thought he would get sick if it continued. He felt it approach his position. A man in a hoodie and wearing black pants and placed both his hands in the pocket of his pants. When he passed in front of him he knew he was not just an ordinary person or an ordinary member of a mafia or gang. Suddenly he thought of an idea, he wanted to know what this one could come up with. He took a small dagger from his thigh and simply threw it at the man. She smiled as the man dodged the dagger and returned it to her with two fingers. "Great!" He just snapped it with two fingers as he turned around and threw it back at him. He was secretly amazed when he did not realize that the man suddenly disappeared from his position. He felt a little happy because this was the only time he had seen someone as fast as him. Soon she felt what the man was planning, which until now she still could not see the face because of wearing a hoodie. He thought he would enjoy it. He immediately pulled out the katana he was holding when it attacked him with a small knife from behind. It immediately moved away from the man and waved his katana. He met it coldly when he saw its face. The man was surprised when he suddenly tore his hoodie. It has a small scar on its left eye, its eye is blue. Her skin was tanned and it was also taller than hers. "Tsk! Bezarius!" She was shocked to hear what the man said, with disgust on his face and voice, but that immediately disappeared. What makes it wonder is how can he just be a Bezarius? Only now has he seen it, and when you look at it it really feels strange to him. They know that many really know about their family, but only a few know their faces for the sake of their protection. They are well aware that many people still want to kill them. They were stunned when the bell suddenly rang for their first subject. "Tsk! Save by the bell, lady," it said sarcastically. "Then we'll continue at a good opportunity." He scolded the man before placing his katana on the leather sheath and leaving the man he wanted to kill. He also had a hunch that he was one of the people who wanted to kill that man. If it hadn't been for this personality at Terathasuz University, he would have stayed with that one. (Recap) "Young master, your mother is calling you," the housekeeper said to him. "Tsk, tell me I'm next." "I'll follow." "Go away," he said coldly to her. The maid came out immediately. When he was alone in his room again he hid in a box the pictures he had been looking at. Photo of someone it wants to face in battle. He feels that they will soon meet a man named Von Bezarius. "Meliodias you've come in. It's the first day of school. Son, you're old enough that you shouldn't be told that." It ignored what the mother said and went straight to the door. "All right I'll go first." After a few minutes of driving, he smiled because he could see the school. "Therathasuz University" He wanted to know if the rumor at that school was true. Therathasuz university. He said to himself again before entering. She had a hunch that she would have a happy whole year at that school. It's not just pure intellect that is used in that school. This is different from the school found in the Philippines. Students can bring any deadly weapons there as well as the teacher, and all the staff of the said University. It's okay to live in school properties here, as long as you have the money to pay. Then, no one cares. All the students here are doing something for him. Groups of men and women fighting. Some show their weapons to each other. It shakes as it walks down the hallway to its first classroom and he notices that not too many students are too scattered throughout the school. It just suddenly felt weird that he couldn’t figure out what it was. He also suddenly became cold so he pocketed both hands. As it approached a corner he knew someone was hiding there. He ignored that and just skipped it. But he remained alert as he passed that corner. He shouldn't be complacent because the students here are so unusual. He just felt something coming from behind him so he immediately touched it with his two fingers and he quickly threw it wherever it came from. A woman in a skirt and all black wearing it, came out of the corner and was already holding the small dagger. "Great!" smiling he said. It saw the strange color of its eyes. Those eyes were very familiar to him. It quickly went behind him and attacked him with a small knife. He immediately broke his shot with his katana. The woman is too fast because it keeps up with her. He immediately walked away from her and prepared his katana. It was about to start when he realized that the hoodie he was wearing was torn. He was unaware of what the woman had done, so he thought without a doubt who it was. "Tsk! Bezarius!" He saw that the woman was surprised by what she said so he knew it was not wrong. It was about to rush at him again but suddenly the signal rang out that the first class was about to begin. "Tsk! Save by the bell, lady," he said sarcastically. "Then we'll continue at a good opportunity." He regretted it before placing his katana on the leather sheath and without a word it left. The man secretly smiled at her. "Interesting!" it whispered to itself.