Asura Conqueror

Chapter 67: However, he is Marcus Kauffman

"Marcus," Emily's voice rang in Marcus' head.

Marcus snapped out of his fantasy. He stood straight, slightly clutching Emily's shoulders.

A while ago, he imagined violating Emily's lips. His hands calmly navigated around her heavenly body like an experienced captain traversing an unknown sea. But as stated, it was all in his imagination.

Marcus chuckled and went back to massaging her shoulders "I'm sorry, I was thinking of that show I last watched."

"What show was it?" Emily asked. The reason why Emily called him out was that she could feel a hard object poking her upper back. As an adult, she already knew what it was, but to avoid an awkward situation, she didn't bring it up.

"It was nothing really, just an action film." Marcus quickly answered.

Emily checked the time "Shouldn't you head for class?"

"Ahem, you're right. By the way, how many classes do you have left?" Marcus removed his hands from her shoulders and backed away.

"One last class and then I'm free to go. I also have the same schedule for tomorrow." Emily looked towards her side where Marcus was.

"You'll only be teaching two days in a week right?" Marcus asked as he walked towards the door.

"Yep, after Tuesday, I'm free. I'll be able to focus on cultivating by then." Emily happily said.

Marcus gave a thumbs up "We'll just go home together since I only have one class left. You are not allowed to say no!"

"Don't you think it's inappropriate?" Emily thought that if people would see them together, rumors might start circulating. She isn't really worried about herself but of Marcus and his image as a student.

"What? It's not like there's anything happening between us, yet." Marcus stepped out of the room after finishing his sentence.

Emily sat there. Dumbfounded by his response. Eva didn't reveal any big secrets yet so she still doesn't know that for Marcus, the mortal realm is akin to a playground.

Though he does value life here and is still respectful to its inhabitants.

Emily sighed as she placed her hands on her chest. "What is this?"

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Marcus arrived at the place where his next subject would be taught. To his surprise, they were not in a classroom, nor were they in a place where there was a roof.

His next class was on a wide-open field.

He wasn't expecting 'Weapons Training' to be taught here. He thought they'd be somewhere surrounded by four walls and a ceiling.

'Fuck it's hot!' Marcus walked towards his classmates. These people were the same ones he was with during his last class.

The sun was burning on the horizon. The plain field had a few dummy humanoids used for practice. There were also drones already flying a few meters up in the air. On the side was a large shed-like structure where people could grab their preferred weapons.

They just have to say what weapon they want and it would appear from the ground. If they want to return it, they just have to place it in the bin beside the shed.

Everyone was already lined up in a few rows and columns. The instructor was in front looking at them, judging their appearances.

Marcus who was walking towards the back attracted the Instructor's gaze.

He pointed at Marcus "You! Why are you late?!"

Estra University is one of the best, if not the best, university in Estra. Discipline is an important factor if a student wants to remain studying here.

A person late for class on the first day is not something that can easily be accepted by most of the professors or instructors who have been teaching here for a long time as they were used to having students who were 'properly raised'.

Marcus stopped. His steps halted as he looked at the Instructor whose index finger was pointed at him.

The man has blond long hair that was split in the center and a long chin. He looks to be around 35 years old, is around 6 feet tall, and has quite a muscular build. This was the teacher of this course, Hedi Malan.

Hedi Malan already had a couple of students who were also late in the past, but never on the first day. For him, this was a clear lack of discipline.

Marcus took a deep breath to calm himself down. His Asura Bloodline was boiling. This was anger that can't be prevented even though his maturity has reached another level.

"Good morning," Marcus calmly spoke, "I had to talk to someone about an important matter."

Marcus is not going to announce that he was late because he wanted to make his way with Emily inside her classroom and on the table.

The instructor shook his head "I don't see that as a valid excuse to be late. Come here in front and squat."

Marcus' Asura blood went into overdrive. If he had not recovered his past memories, he'd be rampaging right now.

Marcus scoffed "I'm sorry, but I won't be able to comply. I don't see why I should squat in front just because I was late."

When Hedi heard this, veins started to bulge out at the side of his forehead.

"What did you say?!" Hedi yelled. He was a military man and valued discipline above all. This kind of attitude was something he couldn't tolerate.

Marcus' classmates were looking at him, well, staring at him. They couldn't believe what they just heard. Disrespecting a teacher like that in a prestigious university such as this was just similar to kicking yourself out.

Enrolling in Estra University isn't easy. Well, for most people. For the five big families, it's pretty much like walking in the park.

The student's around were sure that this student who had vermillion hair, was not a scion of any sort from the big families. His features and everything didn't match them.

Some of his classmates had a look of admiration, mostly coming from the male population. Most of the females however, were repulsed by his attitude. Most, but not all.

"You heard me loud and clear." Marcus stood calmly. He's usually polite but he could not accept this kind of treatment

Marcus knew he was in the wrong as he was late and being a student at Estra University, this is a big 'NO'. However, he's Marcus Kauffman.

Hedi, whose brows were furrowed, asked, "What's your name?"

"Marcus, Marcus Kauffman" Marcus replied.

"You're not from Estra?" Hedi has never heard of Marcus' family name before.

Marcus shook his head "We just transferred here."

Hedi smiled "Alright, do you know why we offered this subject?"

Marcus didn't answer. He just looked at Hedi indicitaing him to continue.

"To help you learn how to handle different weapons, and of course, the weapon of your choice. I am here to teach you and I am serious about my job. So unless you're already skilled at handling even a single weapon, then you should attend my classes on time!" Hedi spoke like he's talking to a young boy.

Marcus scoffed "If I can show you that I'm proficient in a single weapon, would it be okay for me to be late for your class?"