"Is there anything else you'd like me to do for you, sir Erian? Like a foot massage o-or fellatio?"
Biera stuttered, her face flushed red as she bowed her head, fiddling with the hem of her short skirt.
Erian blinked his eyes in surprise, almost spurting out the water he just had. From the surveillance earlier, he knew how Beira was but didn't expect her to be this open!
Clearing his throat he waved his hand and said. "Not now, I have somewhere to be."
"Oh." She was slightly surprised this new housemaster was able to resist. Appearing a bit sad Beira shuffled to the side, on standby where Erian could call for her at any time.
Erian walked out of the dining hall and went to his room, he spent most of the afternoon in meditation, using his senses to scour his nuclear pulse for at least one of the three main waves. After about three hours of meditating and searching to no avail, Erian checked his symbiosis, seeing that about half of the blood within 60cm syringe was gone, he filled up two more syringes with his blood and placed them within the tank.
The symbiosis was now changing color from colorless to red, completely different from what was supposed to happen. This new change worried him quite a bit. But it wasn't as if he was doing anything wrong therefore, there shouldn't be any problem with it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPutting the matter to the back of his he exited his room only to see Beira standing at the entrance.
Still feeling uncomfortable about the lunch situation, he immediately exited the building after making sure the door to his room was tightly sealed.
The materials were things he could use to strengthen his Nuclear gloves. As they are now, they would explode if they collide with a Titan's strength. The mindless Titan was an already weakened Titan but it still managed to damage the glove to some point.
The lecture starts at 7 pm and his holo-watch stated 6:30 pm. Public transport to the study hall took five blood points and after the registration of the class, 200 blood points had already been withdrawn from his account, leaving him with 10,280 blood points.
The hall was as wide as the previous hall, but there weren't as many people within this hall as during the orientation. About a hundred including Erian sat in the hall. In the blink of an eye, thirty minutes passed and the wall of the hall slid open to give way to the Envoy.
The Envoy this time is a man who appeared to be in his mid-thirties. His hair was particularly bushy and his clothes were rough and even had stains of blood on them. Seeing the blood, the students didn't dare breathe a word of complaint. They didn't want to die early.
A loud thud resounded within the hall as the Envoy dropped a very large book on the podium, flipping through it, he spoke.
"Let's begin the lecture. It all starts in the earth's crust, home to various precious ores. Themyscirium is the most common and popular nuclear weapon found all over the world, though mostly in trace quantities. Most of which has been monopolized by the Federation..."
The lecture continued for an exact amount of six hours, but none of the students were at all dissatisfied with the time since they paid for the lecture. Even if they were dissatisfied, who actually dared to voice out their complaints?
Done with the lecture, it was around 1 am when Erian exited the hall and waited for the public transport he had called for.
"... I'm telling you, he's the prime of our set. Almost everyone knows he's a cold-hearted murderer."
"Really? I overslept and didn't attend the orientation lecture missing everything. I wished I had seen more."
It appeared that everyone had heard about his deed but Erian wasn't the least bit concerned. He only wanted to go home, meditate in his nuclear pulse, and rest for a few hours.
A minute went by and just as Erian was starting to get impatient, the vehicle arrived.
Erian had taken a step when a figure blocked his path. The first thing Erian spotted was the badge on the figure's chest which had two blazing fire inscribed on it.
Erian's eyes narrowed slightly recognizing that it was actually a second-year student!
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm'The first one.'
The young man had a deep shiny brown hair with light crimson eyes filled with arrogance.
The crimson eyes were the After-effect of practicing the War-God Blood Rage Combat Tactics. The deeper one's proficiency, the more crimson the pupils would become.
"I heard you're the prime of the new set, you are quite ordinary." The young man said with an exceptional disdain written all over his face. The jaundice in the eyes of the second-year student was enough to scare most people.
Erian ignored the young man and walked towards the vehicle with complete insouciance to the fact that he was been spoken to.
The young man's countenance turned ugly, veins popping out from his skin like wriggling snakes as he vanished from his previous position, appearing right in front of Erian like a phantom.
Smog of smoke escaped ears, mouth, and nose like a steam engine, along with the greenish snake veins all over his skin, making him look totally terrifying and monstrous!
"Where do you think you're going? Surrender your blood points to me and I might let you live. Don't even think to lie to me for one second that you don't have blood points. I know prime receives 10,000 monthly." As he spoke, his jaws seem to widen as it appeared as though his cheeks has split apart. He was actually on the verge of phasing!
The radiation rippling off the young man was like a surging wave of river, making Erian's heart pound involuntarily. It could be of fear, but the light in Erian's eyes signified it might actually be of excitement!
'You will do.' This was Erian's thought as he replied. "Touching me is equivalent to being executed by the Institute. Why not wait for the one grace period to end? On the 24th, we shall battle. The loser shall lose his life and of course all of his points, what do you say?"