"That idiot! Why must commoners be such barbarians!?" Louise exclaimed, her little legs trying their hardest to follow the mayhem that 'her familiar' had caused. She rushed head first into to the silence of the gathering and immediately pushed everyone out of the way to find Aleksei being addressed dramatically by her classmate, who was a hardcore playboy, you can count on him to flirt with anything remotely good-looking.

"This duel will commence when I change my attire into something more hygienic." The defiant blonde leapt down from the table and held his coat away from himself at arm's length as if the cake and cream smeared on it was toxic to his very being. He left with a heated gaze on the maid but Aleksei stepped in between and blocked his view. "Be sure to attend or else I will have to call a few favours to get that maid off your hands and when I get her I will punish her for her own insolence and the assault you performed on me which has humiliated my family name." Guiche left with a quick sneer, his usually seductive gaze and optimistic personality replaced with overflowing scorn. He left with the majority of the crowd, the rest having been blessed with freshly served gossip.

"No! No, no, no, no-" A small voice repeated behind Aleksei. Hysteria and derangement rang clear in the young woman's cry. "Aleksei you mustn't risk your life for me! I made the mistake, you shouldn't get involved in this! Please just say 'sorry' to him." Her voice cracked, that voice which Aleksei knew as pleasant and flowing with honey sweetness was distorted by her fears. Louise who was watching all this unfold growled in irritation as a lowly maid laid her dainty hands on Aleksei's arm. The agent with mismatched orbs stared with a calculative gaze, not liking the softness of Siesta's features grow hard in desperation and defeat. Hie was a man with a few words, he was taught to only use his mouth when actions could not convey his emotions enough, but seeing that her previously empire blue orbs with delicately painted in electric flicks dulled with overhanging misery.

"Siesta," Aleksei's tone came down on her like a hammer, "no apologising, I fight now. No worry." Siesta couldn't help but shake her head and grip his arm more tightly.

"You will get hurt. Please, it is very selfish of me to say this but just apologise! I don't want to lose a friend!" She exclaimed, her hand shaking after raising her voice in a long time.

"You little rat! Unhand my familiar." Louise thought that the farce had gone on for long enough. She stomped over to the duo, like an annoying fly her demand was swatted away with a brief side glance from Aleksei, he obviously saw no need to waste energy in dealing with the delusional girl.

"Nyet, I fight for commoner. I fight for Mat'Rossiya. I protect Siesta." With that, the agent clasped his hand onto the maid and pulled Emry from the air and placed him in her arms. The robot watched with the lone eye as Aleksei placed his palm against his eye.

"Handgun, lethal mode." A blinding light shone and blinded everyone but Aleksei for a second before being cut off immediately.

"Are you trying to make me blind, you oaf!" Louise squealed while she cupped her eyes as they burned slightly. Siesta seemed to be quite fine with it though.

"Let's go." Siesta was being guided forcefully by Aleksei to the court that Guiche had pointed out during his melodramatic speech.

"No! Stop! You can't fight him!" Louise ran to Aleksei and gripped his blazer and dug her feet into the ground to try and slow him down. But her actions seemed to have zero effect on the Agent who seemed hell-bent on something. Siesta watched Louise's shoes become soils and the crumple of the little girl's features as she used all her strength to stop the stronger man.

"You are going to fight him no matter what..." Siesta mutter. Aleksei glanced to his side and frowned at the Siesta's fallen smile. The agent shook his head with mild exasperation. How was he supposed to assure the human girl that he was created simply to kill people to uphold the law?

"The rich will do anything for the poor but get off their backs- Karl Marx," Aleksei spoke with conviction. "In Mat'Rossiya only bad children get punished. Guiche is a bad child. He is getting punished." Aleksei seemed to put an imaginary foot down to show he was not budging from his decision. Siesta, momentarily forgetting that Aleksei might just be walking leisurely to his untimely death, smiled at his determination. Her lips twitching up into an unmistakable simper, Aleksei thankful for her sudden change in mood; it occurred to him that seeing people like Siesta smile made the killing and violence he felt behind more bearable. Siesta hesitated at their clasped hands bite her lip, nervous shivers running down her spine. Arriving at the court, which was a circular slightly raised platform made of stone with a strange crown embedded in the design.

Guiche stood with an arrogant smirk, inspecting his rose carefully before welcoming the newcomers with a revolting smile. Siesta could not help but tremble under his sharp gaze as he leered at her viciously. Aleksei noticing this immediately stepped forward and pulled Siesta behind him, he could feel the girl shake uncontrollably behind him as she grabbed a fistful of his blazer in hopes of calming her alight nerves. Drowin gin fear like a helpless maiden, heart filled with yearning for a brighter future, she clutched onto Aleksei like he was the one keeping her afloat.

"Guiche stop this! You know duels are prohibited," Louise blurted out, grabbing the boy by his cape and shaking him frantically as if to jolt some sense into his thick skull. Pink hair flying everywhere as she herself shook fiercely but to no avail as Guiche slapped her hand off him. Loftily sneering at her like she was filth on the ground needed to be brushed to the side.

"Don't touch me with the same hands you touched that plebian with." He stated like he was stating the weather as if it was common knowledge. "Nothing is going to stop me from showing whose the one in charge around here. If the plebians want to take advantage of the kindness of our hearts then I shall knock some sense into them." A wave of murmurs of agreement spread like wildfire along the crowd which had gathered to observe the duel.

"Yes, you are right but I'll handle the punishments myself, how about no food for a day, a week, a month? But Guiche please don't kill him!" Louise was practically begging at this point. Guiche had to admit, even if Louise did not perform magic very well, she was an eye-candy in her own way. Seeing her beg so beautifully would have made him instantly agree with her. But alas his dignity and family name was in question so he was going to have to decline her offer.

"No, you know stupidity breeds more stupid plebians. I will have to make an example out of him for all the plebian out there who think they can mess with an aristocrat." Louise bit her lip and scratched her head in frustration, knowing there was nothing more she could do to push Guiche to change his mind. Like Aleksei, he too was adamant to end everything right there.

Siesta hearing all this tugged at Aleksei's blazer, hand at her heart which was hammering away with worry for her dear friend. Aleksei observed her with a side glance and immediately gave her his full attention as he saw droplets of water spill from her eyes. Surprised he jerked round to face her and placed a hand on her shoulder, bringing fingers to her cheeks and rubbed them gently to rid the tears which stained her smooth skin.

"Nyet, cry comrade. Agent will win for everyone!" He didn't know what to do, there was no HR department where he came from seeing as his job did not exactly expect him to socialise as much as he has done. Siesta could not do anything about her emotions as they spilt out like an overflowing cup of water, without her permission.

"Promise me!" Siesta found her voice, overcoming the lump forming in her throat in favour of allowing her voice to crack like glass being dropped from a high height. "Promise me you will survive this and show me the world where I am everyone else's equal." Aleksei furrowed his eyebrows, her faith in him was emptier than a hollow barrel.

"Da, I will do it for you and Mat'Rossiya." His voice firm, like a flame it seared into Siesta's mind as she seemed to choke on the underlying threat on Guiche's life. Suddenly her skin prickled where Aleksei was holding onto her. Her instincts screaming like a banshee to run for the hills because the man she was facing had a dangerous smell to him. Shaking off her unconscious need to run until there was an infinite space between Aleksei and her, she grabbed onto his collar and pulled. Aleksei could have easily brushed off her weak attempt to shift his stature but he allowed his weight to shift closer to her. Her cornflower blue orbs with electric blue flicks sharpened as if she had come to an internal conclusion. Siesta pulled closer and her lips, soft like feathers, brushed against his cheek. Drawing way, cheeks aflame with an endearing red, she resolved her mind to face him. Aleksei's eyes shrouded with confusion as he touched his cheek where he was kissed.

"I wanted to give you something to help you win...just be safe...please!" Her voice seemed to soften towards the end but Aleksei heard it all and took it into account. He would not allow a single hit to land on his being.

"Are you done?" Louise's voice, grating against their ears. Turning to face her, the mood seemed to sour when greeted with irritated and disgusted features of Louise. "You have time for your little fairytale romance but if you are drawing your last breath don't count on me doing anything. Let's see if your girlfriend can save you..." Her voice ended darkly. Siesta's features morphed into horror having realised the consequences of her innocent gesture.

"Don't take it back." Aleksei murmured, his hand wandering to his cheek. Siesta's worried having been smoothed over, as well as Aleksei could, the assassin strolled to the middle of the ground.

"Let's start..." Aleksei for the first time seemed to show some hint of emotion as his lips quirked into a monstrous smile. Not a joyful or nervous one but one brimming with sadistic need. Pointed pearly whites showing as his eyes seem to glow with mirth ecstatically for the future battle to come.

"Of course we will duel to the death, your opponent will be a bronze golem dubbed the Valkyrie by the Queen herself." His voice overflowing with pride and early signs of victory. The crowd seemed to be impressed by the sudden appearance of the armour. Louise's fists pressed so hard together that she felt her nails dig into her palms. Siesta clasped her hands together as if to pray to any mighty being to shelter her friend from any harm. Aleksei didn't even survey his enemy, they were obvious with their polished armour, so instead, Aleksei surged forward as if dipping his foot in the water to test the temperature. Guiche watched with rapt attention and never flattered his smirk when his golem dodged the obvious punch.

"You will have to do better than that!" He jeered.

Aleksei broke once again into a sprint, not aiming for a kick or punch, the hollow armour braced for impact and raised his lance, pointed like an arrow, aiming for a stab. Expecting this Aleksei jumped onto the thin weapon and pushed off the weapon to land a direct kick to the golem's helmet which immediately detached from the rest of the armour.

"Done?" Aleksei patronised, not bothered by the crumbling helmet at his feet, with an animalistic smile firmly etched into his features. Guiche wordlessly summoned two more golems and commanded them to attack.

Aleksei seemed to enrapture everyone in his dance as he expertly twirled around the attacks of the golems with practised ease. Smile still prominent on his features.

"Don't play with me plebian!" Out of nowhere a shiny object sliced through the air and cut deeply into Guiche's cheek. A stinging sensation erupted like a volcano on his cheek as the boy instantly cupped his cheek, feeling the blood spill out his hands and down his neck. The crowd gasped, seeing for the first time bountiful blood. Aleksei having broken Guiche's concentration grabbed hold of the lance from one opponent and easily shifted the metallics hand to swat the helmet off his companion before an axe could come swinging to dislodge Aleksei's head. Using the same lance he stabbed the chest plating of the now lone enemy and gave a roundhouse kick to remove his helmet too.

Siesta watched with eerie fascination as Aleksei expertly and single-handedly put down Guiche's feared Valkyrie. Guiche's cheek burned like a searing hot iron rod had been pushed to his cheek and was eating into his flesh like it was a banquet for a noble. Having noticed his Valkyrie had been put down brutally he pushed forward to summon more but with a forceful push one hand at his neck, blocking his airway, and other at his wrist twisting it at an odd angle to drop his rose.

"Guiche!" Called out Montmorency as she pushed her way through the crowd, cursing like a sailor as her classmates made no move to give way to her. She was expecting Guiche standing over a half-dead plebian, not Guiche being suffocated by the said plebian. Aleksei ignoring the outburst scoured the crowd.

"Comrade Siesta!" Siesta jolted out her stupor, hearing her name, the crowd instinctively parted slightly to give her way. With slow and measured steps she stepped towards the stomach-wrenching scene. Guiche had turned an unhealthy pastel white, all colour being drained out when running out of oxygen, as red stained his cheek and court. She could not stomach the image and concentrated on the floor, her heart pounding painfully as she felt Aleksei's confused gaze on her.

"Siesta..." Glancing up she was relieved to be welcomed by soft eyes, one completely devoid of colour like a black hole not even allowing light to escape from it while the other normally tundra cold seemed to melt under her nervous stare. With a swift practised motion he pulled Guiche's semi-limp form off the ground and into a kneel.

Guichi muttered incoherently some lines about being forgiven and let off the hook. His head rolled back as his body had no strength to hold himself upright if it wasn't for Aleksei's death like grip on his shoulders to hold him steady.

"Comrade," Siesta concentration on Aleksei's soft yet deep and rich modulated voice penetrated through her worry. "You have been oppressed long, da?" Siesta understanding the jest of Aleksei's words nodded slowly. "You are angry, hurt and want to be free, da?" He asked furthermore, his voice growing more firm and confident as Siesta unconscious nodded more quickly to his questions. Louise watching all this from the sidelines furrowed her eyebrows. She was expecting a swift defeat on her end, hoping that 47 would be hurt so she could heal him, putting him in her debt and forcing him to be her familiar. But it all turned out wrong. She had underestimated 'her' familiars power though she was quite pleased with the display of an easy victory considering Guiche was known for having a more aggressive play.

"Hit him." Aleksei ended. His voice losing its warm touch. Siesta jerked up and shook her head in frantic denial. Aleksei having none of it pressed hotly, "If you are to live in Mat'Rossiya, you need to know that bad children get punished." Siesta gritted her teeth.

"But I can't just hit him like that!" Siesta begged her friend. She was all for punishing the wrongdoers but she was weak and did not have the mental strength to lay a hand on a noble. It was all going too fast. The transition from chained to freedom not being a leisurely walk.

"You will not lay a hand on her servant!" Montmorency cried as she rushed forward. Aleksei's hand moved to Guiche's neck, blade pressing into his vulnerable throat. The boy croaked choked under the stain of the knife at his neck and the harsh pull his hair was having to endure to keep his neck exposed. Montmorency froze, the threat all the more real now. "What are you doing just standing there! Get the Professor! Anyone!" Montmorency called out to the crowd, who were all watching the events unfold like mindless zombies. A few ran in the direction of the castle after having broken out the trance by Montmorency.

"Siesta," Aleksei's voice once again soft, "concentration on all the anger you feel and let it out. If it does not help he did hit you himself so think of it as revenge, 'an eye for an eye'. Show everyone how you feel..." Siesta felt her mind wander to all the times' everyone belittled her grandfather as he didn't bother to try and prove his claims. His stories and words all vivid in her mind. She was angry at herself for losing hope in his tales now proved true. But most of all she was anger at the nobles. Anger that they made themselves out to be gods walking on earth because of a little magic. She always remembered since birth that she was being fed with a honeyed voice about how plebians are a lesser human than nobles. Aleksei watched with fascination as foul hatred grew with a passion on Siesta's normally sweet features. Her lips in a flat crude line of seething abhor.

Like her body was not in her own command but something darker having possessed her she raised her hand and brought it down with a resounding crack against Guiche's cheeks. The load on her shoulders suddenly lifting off like a dam had been broken and all her constricted thoughts and feelings came flood out. Her soul feeling lighter.

"Good girl," Aleksei commented lightly. Guiche's conscience having returned to him slightly when the slap connected.

"You hit me...you disgusting little whore-" Guiche felt the grip on his neck flatter and instead Aleksei pulled Guiche's head closer and collided it with his swinging knee. Another resounding crack echoed in the courtyard. Montmorency screamed in horror as Guiche's nose seemed slightly off as he pulled out to hack out lumps of blood maybe even a tooth. With a groan Guiche readied himself to make a break for it. Aleksei was not holding him anymore in favour of watching him empty his stomach. Pulled up with his legs ready tensed to run he felt something cold pushed against his head. Turning slight to see a silver device being pointed to his temple his stomach once again gave a mighty lurch in terror.

"What type of musket is that?" Guiche's spoke in butchered words as his mouth was flooded with blood from the loss of a few teeth.

"One that will end you." Louise could not allow a death to tarnish her name none the less one of her classmates no matter how much he teased her along with Kirche.

"Stop familiar!" With quick steps she pushed forward, knowing the dire consequences of that weapon firing as she was on the receiving end once.

"What is going on here!?" The Principle came running to the scene with a few students panting to catch their breath. Behind him, Colbert had his wand raised while his old heart could only handle the scene with something akin to more than horror. Aleksei regarded the wand with narrowed eyes. He did not know the destructive force of magic and having to deal with two of them will not end will. He just did not have enough information to engage them as he would have liked to. His hand retreated to remove the gun from Guiche's head, no matter how much his instincts tempted him to pull the trigger.

"Montmorency, Gillard, Ramsey please take Guiche to the apothecary." Montmorency wasted no time and lunged to Guiche's spot and pulled his head into her arms as if to protect him from Aleksei. She glowered at Aleksei before prioritising Guiche's injuries.

"And you Aleksei the forty-seventh have to explain yourself. Bring the Maid as well." Aleksei saw no point in trying to run seeing Siesta would be hard to protect against the unknown so instead Aleksei plucked Emry out of the air and placed him in Siesta's arms.

"Don't let him go." Siesta gave a hesitant nod and Aleksei turned to Emry, "Uroven' Zashchity: Krasnyy." (Protection Level: Red) Emry's eyes momentarily flickered until it answered.

"Prinyatyy" (Accepted) With that Aleksei, Siesta and Louise were lead to the Principle's office.

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