TBATE - Fated To Rule Together

Chapter 35 - Classes and Lectures

"Is the almighty President jealous?" Letting out a scoff, I swatted her hand away.

"As if!" My reply earned a giggle from her, and she kept muttering how protective I was of my boyfriend.

Both Arthur and Elijah made their way towards us, and the muttering escalated, with people wondering what our relationship was. Soon, the Professor entered the room and the chatter naturally died down as the lesson began.

Today's topic was mainly focused on the differences between augmenters and conjurers, with students debating on which one was better. All in all, it was nothing too difficult or things I didn't already know. Hopefully they will get to the more interesting topics soon.

As soon as the lesson ended, a girl came over to us, and asked us something I was already expecting to hear.

"Excuse me, Miss President, but I was hoping to ask, what is your relationship with Mr Leywin?" By the look of it, everyone was staying in the class and trying to eavesdrop on our conversation; trying to delay their departure by packing up extra slow or pretending to wait for people. However, I didn't miss the subtle glances they directed at us every now and then.

"Our relationship? Well, simply put, we're friends. All four of us were friends before Xyrus. Why? Is anything the problem?"

"N-no! Not at all!" She frantically waved her hands in denial. "I was just curious, that's all." And with a quick goodbye, she left to go to her friends.

"Well, that was weird." Elijah spoke out for the first time.

"It was to be expected. People would be dying to know the relationship between The Student Council President and a Disciplinary Committee member. People really love to gossip, you know. I wonder what would happen if they found out that you two were dating" Gloria added; humour dripping from her voice.

"Then Xyrus Academy would be no more," Elijah continued. "The boys would be after Art's head-"

"And the girls would be after Amber's" Gloria finished off. Elijah was about to add something when Arthur cut him off.

"Come on guys, let's not think about that kind of stuff."

"Agreed. We should get going. Our next class is about to begin." I added.

(Arthur Leywin POV)

Upon arriving at my next class, Practical Mana Manipulation, I immediately noticed that the layout was very different from the previous class. It was in the shape of a miniature arena with a battling platform in the middle, encased in a barrier field, and rows of seats circling around it. None of the other three had this class, so I came here on my lonesome along with Airies, who was perched on my shoulder.

One by one, the arena slowly started to fill up, and I recognised a few familiar faces. One of them was the Princess of Sapin, Kathyln, and another was Feyrith, who claimed to be my supposed rival, both of whom had decided to sit next to me. Unfortunately, there was another familiar face that was here. A face I didn't want to see. It was the old drunk that tried to pick a fight with me that one time I went to visit the Dicatheous (and got reincarnated as a stick. jk) and from the looks of it, he was a pervert as well. His eyes hounded all the females in this class, gawking at their feminine qualities as if they were some animals to be stared at. His eyes lingered particularly long at the princess, before he started his introduction.

When our gazes met, a flash of wrath flashed across his face, only to be replaced by a cocky smile. "It's especially an honour to be teaching our Disciplinary Committee. Perhaps one of them could come down and show us why they were chosen above everyone else to protect this prestigious academy."

He was looking at me with a taunting expression, daring me to stand up and challenge him. Obviously, I had no intention of stooping down so low as to humouring him. But apparently, only I saw that mind. It seemed that Feyrith had mistaken the challenge meant for me as his own, boldly accepting it without a second thought. 

"Excellent! Why don't you come down and-" Geist was interrupted by a rhythm of heavy footfalls. The steps themselves were loud and symmetrical, each coming exactly half a second after the other, inducing a sense of authority and poise. Everyone sat or stood in silence, waiting for the person to reveal themselves.

When my wife appeared, everyone started to whisper with reverent and excited tones. Why was she here? As far as I know, she didn't take this class.

'Mum!' Airies said through our shared bond, to which she looked over and gave us a warm smile.

For the briefest of moments, my line of sight wandered over to Geist. He was staring her down with no shame. His eyes were as wide as twin moons and were staring at her like she was fresh meat. They slowly travelled up and down many times, as if trying to burn her curvy image into his brain.

Fury bubbled up from the pit of my stomach to the top of my oesophagus and my blood boiled with rage. How dare he look at my wife with such lecherous and perverted eyes! I felt my muscles tense up, ready to explode into action. At first, I wasn't even going to bother with him, but now that's changed. I'm going to slowly crush him and his pride and watch him grovel underneath my feet.