Sage's Blood? Now That's Good Stuff!

Just then, the classroom door opened again, and Natsuki Minamiya called his name.

He walked into the classroom instinctively, and the first thing he saw was the youthful faces of more than thirty students, arranged in four groups.

Every boy in the classroom was wearing the same uniform as him.

On the podium, Natsuki- chan seemed to be standing on a chair, turning her head to look at him.

Seeing this scene was Mahiro hilarious.

I laughed from the bottom of my heart.

Her smile was also very bright.

"Ah... so handsome..."

The moment Yotsuba Mahiro walked into the classroom, everyone's eyes were fixed on him, their eyes wide open, and they all gasped in surprise.

Their features, seemingly meticulously sculpted, and their handsome and refined appearance, like an artificial creation, brought an unprecedented impact to the young children.

Not to mention her bright, sunny smile, which was like a gentle breeze in May, blowing into the hearts of many young girls.

"Seriously, the new transfer student... he's so handsome!" The girls screamed, while the boys muttered that Yotsuba Mahiro was a pretty boy.

And that smile seems a bit too mature for his age.

People started whispering that he was a student who had repeated a grade.

"This is the new transfer student, Yotsuba Mahiro, whom we just introduced. Please take good care of him."

As the students expressed their amazement, Natsuki Minamiya, with an appropriate smile, announced his identity.

Just as I thought...

The moment he stepped into the classroom, he knew that Natsuki Minamiya was up to no good!

He even ignored the many gazes and gasps from below the stage, staring at Natsuki Minamiya with dead fish eyes to vent his inner dissatisfaction.

However, Natsuki Minamiya acted as if she hadn't noticed anything and continued to the next step.

"Mahiro, please find an empty seat. From now on, I will be your teacher. Please address me respectfully as Teacher Natsuki."

She even took it all for granted, and stood on tiptoe to pat Yotsuba Mahiro's head.

"Natsuki Minamiya, are you fucking kidding me?!"

"Mahiro whispered through gritted teeth," Makoto said.

He was genuinely angry; it was the first time he'd ever been completely fooled!

Most importantly, his true identity is that of a magic user, and his role at the school is part-time!

If someone works as a magic user while still a student, wouldn't that be considered employing child labor?!

"Hehe..."

Aye, who was observing Yotsuba Mahiro remotely using magic, couldn't help but chuckle. A smile bloomed on her usually aloof face, like a hundred flowers in full bloom.

Although it was only for a moment, it was incredibly beautiful.

"Hmph, now you're paying the price for trusting Natsuki Minamiya."

"Mahiro, please be mindful of your language. Also, please make sure you study hard from now on. The final exams are in just over a month, and if you fail, you might have to repeat a year," Nangong Ayue said with a calm and composed smile.

Can you tell me what I did to offend you?

He suppressed his temper and asked in a soft voice as calmly as possible.

However, Natsuki Minamiya remained unmoved, offering no explanation whatsoever, and simply smiled gently at him.

In the end, they had no choice but to give up.

"Fine, you win! Don't worry about repeating a grade, my grades are pretty good. But you, Natsuki- chan, I wonder if you can concentrate in class? The blackboard is so high, Natsuki must be really hard for you to swing your chair back and forth to write on it, right?"

Snap!

The folding fan in Natsuki Minamiya's hand suddenly made a crisp sound when squeezed, and the fan ribs were slightly deformed.

As the saying goes, "strike the snake at its seven-inch mark," his words struck a nerve, instantly enraging her and making the surrounding classmates tremble.

The students in the audience had no idea what the new transfer student had said to Natsuki- chan, but they felt that Natsuki- chan was a little different than usual today.

Mahiro didn't give Natsuki a chance to get angry, and turned around and went straight to the empty seat by the window in the back row.

That is the king's hometown.

"Class will now begin..."

That Natsuki, he slammed his hand on the podium, making a loud booming sound that felt quite terrifying.

But Mahiro ignored her, resting his chin on his hand and looking out the window, feeling the salty sea breeze blowing in his face.

Even my thoughts drifted off to who knows where.

Unexpectedly, after finally escaping the student status in the Irregular at Magical World, I ended up becoming a student again in the Strike the Blood World.

No problem, there's still some time before the Feast of the Flame, so it's good to kill some time as a student. It'll also be a good opportunity to solidify my power in constructing my so-called familiars with magic.

This was something he analyzed and replicated from those vampires, only the summoned version didn't possess life like the original vampires.

Besides that, what he was most concerned about was whether, after disrupting the original storyline, taking Avrora Florestina under his wing, and even resurrecting Kojou Akatsuki and Nagisa Akatsuki without his permission, they would still come to Itogami Island.

I guess they won't come back, right?

Chapter 344 Sage's Blood? What a treasure! (5.1K)

During class, Yotsuba Mahiro rested her chin on her left hand, absentmindedly looking out the window at the sky, while she could faintly hear Natsuki -chan's cute, slightly unclear, yet somewhat serious voice.

Natsuki Minamiya teaches English and is also the homeroom teacher for Yotsuba Mahiro and her classmates.

Unfortunately, he wasn't interested in such courses at all.

His fingertips tapped lightly on the table, making a faint clicking sound.

The king's hometown was too peaceful, and too boring.

Perhaps it was because the classroom was too quiet, and because only Natsuki Minamiya was lecturing, that even the slightest sound was incredibly clear.

All the students in the class couldn't help but secretly turn around and give him a thumbs up.

Warriors!

Although Natsuki Minamiya is very popular among students, especially with her petite figure and cool face, everyone affectionately calls her Natsuki- chan.

However, everyone knows that Natsuki Minamiya has a bad temper. It can be said that apart from Misaki Sasaki, no one dares to provoke her, especially in class.

This new transfer student not only frequently skipped classes, but also spent most of his class time daydreaming and sleeping.

Disruptions to classroom order like today have actually happened countless times.

But his classmates admired him greatly because of his outstanding academic performance, not to mention that he could leave Natsuki- chan feeling helpless.

"Yoshino Shinjiro!"

Natsuki Minamiya's voice, filled with gritted teeth, echoed from the classroom.

But Mahiro as if he hadn't heard, resting his chin on his hand and yawning, looking so lazy.

The next second, a piece of chalk flew straight toward his temple.

Snap!

With a casual flick of his wrist, Mahiro sent the chalk flying back, striking Natsuki Minamiya's fair forehead with even greater speed and precision.

The force was so great that Natsuki couldn't help but cover her forehead and let out a sob.

Without a doubt, he was definitely hit on the head with chalk and his face turned red.

Warriors!!!

The students couldn't help but exclaim in amazement once again.

However, just as Natsuki Minamiya was about to get angry, her body suddenly froze on the spot.

Even Mahiro couldn't help but frown. He looked out the window towards the back of the school and clearly sensed a surge of powerful magical energy that had suddenly erupted there, and the energy was obviously out of control!

"Natsuki -chan, my stomach hurts, I need to ask for leave to go to the infirmary."

Before she could answer, Mahiro rushed out of the classroom, showing no signs of being sick at all.

Even without looking, the students could tell that Yotsuba Mahiro was going to skip class again, and it was Natsuki- chan's class!

Just as Mahiro a corner in the corridor and was about to use spatial control magic to teleport, someone suddenly tugged at his clothes.

"You bastard, don't wander off like that!" Turning around, he saw Aye glaring at him angrily, her fair forehead covered in fine beads of sweat.

It was obvious that she had rushed over from the library.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot again."

Mahiro chuckled and scratched his head, then grabbed her soft, white hand.

Aye struggled slightly in a fit of pique, then resignedly let him hold her tightly, her face slightly flushed.

It's no wonder Aye was so angry. Recently, while he was in class, he often received some unexpected tasks. Either Natsuki Minamiya didn't have class to handle them, or he had to handle them himself.

Furthermore, since using spatial control magic had become a habit, he often forgot about Aye.

As a result, when he landed, he would also have a kimono-clad witch bound Chain of Commandment in his arms.

A moment later, he used spatial teleportation to bring Aye from the teaching building to the back mountain of the Saikai Academy.

It's less than a 20-minute walk from the Saikai Academy, and it's a small park surrounded by green trees and grass.

But deep within, hidden by the forest, stands a small gray building that looks like a monastery.

"Help..."

Terrified and pitiful screams echoed from the monastery, sending chills down one's spine.

Moreover, the voices were very childish, clearly indicating that a group of children had suffered a tragedy!

"Wow, that's quite a powerful force. I never expected to encounter such a being here."

Ignoring the screams, Aye's lips curled into a slight smile as he assessed the surging, out-of-control magic within the monastery.

"Alright, stop criticizing."

Mahiro out and gently tapped Aye's head, immediately earning a disapproving glance from the woman, but she didn't say anything more.

"Things seem to be getting serious."

Another voice rang out, but it came from behind. It was unclear and had a strangely authoritative tone, with a mysterious and imposing presence.

Turning my head, I saw a little girl in a luxurious dress suddenly appear, holding a parasol covered in lace.

"Don't you need to continue with your classes?"

"None of your business, go study!"

Natsuki Minamiya glared at him slightly, then urged, "Go in and rescue them first."

Yes, yes.

Mahiro wasn't too surprised by her arrival; in fact, he remained quite calm.

After all, the magical fluctuations during the outburst are very strong, and even those with only a little magical power can clearly sense them.

Not only that, this magic is also very strange. It has magical fluctuations that surpass those of noble vampires, yet it doesn't give off that vampire vibe.

It's important to know that the vampires possess some of the most powerful magic among the demon races, as they are born as summoners of familiars.

But very few could rival their magical power.

When they arrived at the monastery, they learned the whole story.

The situation inside the monastery was quite horrific. A crimson, blood-red metallic sphere, imbued with chaotic magic, surged forth like liquid, churning and threatening to devour everything around it, including the fleeing children.

One of them had silver hair reminiscent of snow and pale blue eyes that shimmered like the light of a glacier.

Perhaps it was the color of her hair and eyes, but the beautiful young woman exuded an indescribable air of nobility.

Her height was similar to that of Yuuma Sengakuji and Avrora Florestina, and her delicate and refined appearance exuded an unforgettable purity.

At first glance, Mahiro felt a strong sense of familiarity.

However, while she and her friends were running away, one of them tripped over some debris, but instead of running away, she tried her best to help her friend get up.