'That sounds a little wrong.' Lloyd thought to himself before shrugging. Others didn't have the same reaction as him, as some of the boys blushed, while some of the girls grunted, already knowing their instructor's type.
She would most likely be a brutish woman without sympathy for her students.
'These kids with a silver spoon in their asses won't survive a single day with her.' Lloyd inwardly chuckled as he remembered his close-to-never-ending stamina.
As long as he had mana, he would never be tired.
The woman before them stood tall at the height of 5ft 7, and her brown hair that slowly faded to blonde, barely ending at her shoulders. Her arms were extremely toned, while her six-pack abs showed due to her sporty wear covering only the top portion of her torso.
She wore baggy pants that allowed her to move easily, and had her hands in her pockets in a relaxed yet attentive posture.
She radiated the aura of a veteran and a battle maniac simultaneously, giving off a sense that a single wrong look could get you beaten half to death by her.
'She's a body cultivator?' Lloyd thought, but when he felt her aura, he couldn't help but think that she might also be a soul cultivator.
"Oi, maggots? What are you staring at? stand up and ready yourselves..." She spoke almost threateningly, making everyone get into their fighting stances.
Her eyes looked over the crowd for a moment as she assessed everyone.
"Alright, now that I know your classes and your fighting styles, I'm going to assess your battle capabilities before splitting you into groups that will allow you to excel." She explained, making many grimaces.
"But some of us mages, archers, or other classes that aren't good in close combat. Hell, most of us don't body cultivate, so how do you expect us to do as well as those who have all the advatages against us." A boy spoke up, his hearty manner of speaking being that of a higher family.
He was one of the few people in the room who were from a higher family, yet despite expecting respect and an apology from their instructor, what he received instead was-
*Swoosh*
The instructor appeared in front of him with her leg held high as a solid kick slammed into his nose, sending him flying to the other side of the room.
"You will do as I say..." She unleashed the full power of her aura for a split second, causing many of those around her with weak minds and wills to almost faint.
However, while everyone felt dizzy, small, or even threatened by the aura, Lloyd felt a cold shiver run down his spine.
It wasn't because he was scared... Now... It was because he instantly felt his entire body and mind be engulfed with rage as a slither of killing intent threatened to leave his body.
He could sense [monarch's aura] scream at him to let it leave his body and engulf everything with its power, but Lloyd held it back.
'Her aura... It feels like Veronica's.' Lloyd thought, but his rage was snuffed out after a second inspection as a deep sigh left his mouth. Or, at least, it looked like it.
'No, they're both warriors who had fought for years and killed many. Yes, it feels similiar, but that part is the part that feels similar in most people who have had the same lifestyle. The rest is different and unique to her.' Lloyd thought.
Aura's were unique to everyone, the same way a magic signature is unique to a person. A magic signature may feel similar to someone else's, but that only happens when they are using the same element or are of the same class.
The same could be said about auras.
Feeling a slightly hostile gaze, their instructor turned around to see Lloyd with his eyes closed as he slowly withdrew the faint aura that escaped from him.
'So he's Noah's kid, huh... To have gone through so much at such a young age...' She thought with a grin threatening to break out from the corner of her lips.
'He's going to be a fine warrior.' She thought.
Walking to the front again, she began calling up individuals.
"Attack me with everything you've got. You're not allowed to use mana, though." She smiled menacingly.
The boy frowned slightly, yet unlike the kids from the powerful and higher families, he did not complain. He simply shot forward with everything he had and threw out a punch.
*Tap*
"..."
"..."
"Is that... really all you've got?" She asked, sounding genuinely disappointed by the display she had just watched. She had stopped the attack with a single finger, causing the boy to look down in shame.
"Instructor... Uhm..."
"Rachel Kim..." She sighed.
"Instructor Kim! I'm not even a body cultivator, nor do I have the class to give a good fight." He tried to reason.
"Then, when you are in the heat of battle and sitting on your ass behind your fellow soldiers, and someone comes to attack you, what will you do?" She asked.
"Well, the front line-"
"The front line? How is the front line supposed to stop an assassin with the ability to be invisible? How are they going to stop a sniper bullet moving at the speed of light?" She asked, suddenly slamming her foot into his gut, causing him to puke onto the floor before coughing heavily.
"You need to learn to fend for yourself." She kicked up again, this time upwards and on the chin, causing him to fly up before falling onto the ground.
"If you don't, you might just die when that moment comes." She snapped her fingers, and the vomit immediately disappeared with the use of the self-cleaning feature of the hall.
"Next, you." She pointed at a girl with an impassive tone.
"With this clothing?" The girl asked with a little bit of fear.
"Oh yeah... I forgot." She scratched her temple and snapped her fingers again.
Instantly, the clothes of everyone in the room began to morph.
The girls had their skirts and stockings morph into something that looked like leather pants while their jackets and shirts underneath tightened slightly so they wouldn't be a bother.
The boys, on the other hand, had their clothes from a tight body suit that either showed off how muscular they were, or how unfit they were.
"Once Y'all start earning points, you can customize your battle clothes." She shrugged and called up the girl again, who was a little more confident now that she didn't have to fight in a skirt.
This continued for several minutes, yet for some reason, just when Lloyd thought it was going to be his turn, she picked the person beside him, that looked even more confused than he was.
However, they went up anyway, got their asses handed to them, and left right after.
There were only about people left in the hall that hadn't had their turn yet, and Lloyd, Luna, and Jay were three of them.
Not many were spectating anymore since most of them had gone to the infirmary, but those who held on after her beating stayed to watch how well the rest would do.
"You... Come here." She said with a weird smile while gesturing for him to come closer with her finger.
'Is she trying to court him or beat his ass?' Lloyd thought after remembering that no one else had gotten such treatment from her.
Lloyd had to admit, thought; the boy walking up had a killer glint in his eye.
While Lloyd didn't see it at first, he quickly realized that he was one of the youngest in the room, but not by much. While he was 17, the oldest person in the room was barely 20, and Lloyd assumed that it was the person before them.
'Mid-stage first commandment...' Lloyd thought as he analyzed him.
*Boom*
The boy... The man shot forward with everything he had. He wasn't a boy anymore since everything from his age and stature said otherwise, so Lloyd had to think of him as a man instead.
When the man shot forward, Lloyd could hear the aira breaking around him as he pierced through it with everything he had. In an instant, he was already in front of instructor Kim and had his arm cocked back, ready to send out a devastating punch.
Yet, just like everyone else, his punch was stopped with a single finger.
'But his power...' Lloyd thought, when he felt the shockwave.
Despite not using any mana or abilities, his punch sent out a shockwave equal to the average peak first commandment.
"That's more like it!" She roared out in laughter while sending out a punch of her own. Since the man was in mid-air, he could not move or dodge in time, so he did the next best thing.
Slamming his fist into the side of her incoming arm changed the trajectory ever so slightly. It also gave him something to pivot off, allowing him to perform a backflip before landing it and sliding back a few meters.
'He's a big of a brute, but that was impressive.' Lloyd and Instructor Kim thought simultaneously, almost in sync with one another.
The man shot forward again, but everyone quickly realized the flaw of his attacks.
He only used his fists, and his attacks were too easy to read.
A disappointed expression appeared on the instructor's face and she dodged the attack and kicked him in to stomach, causing him to gasp out in pain as the air in his lungs forcefully left his body.
Yet, just when she was about to call up the next person, she saw the man stand up with a determined smile on his face.
"You are very strong willed. I like that." She grinned while walking over and standing over him.
"Stand up..." She said, her eyes boring holes into his skull.
The man stood up.
"What is your name?" She asked for the first time ever since the class had begun.
"Beliar Alfug..." He gritted his teeth to stop the pain from affecting his performance.
"Alright, Beliar Alfug... A lower middle class capable of coming this far all on his own... Your name is worth remembering." She grinned, and just when he was about to attack again, she disappeared from where she stood, and appeared at his side with her fist deep into his abdomen, causing him to instantly lose consciousness.
