413 New Transfer Student
Suddenly, the sliding doors to the classroom were opened with a resounding bang. Entering the classroom, the voluptuous female professor walked up to the chalkboard and wrote a few words with a piece of chalk. She then turned around. "Everyone, quieten up," she announced in a loud voice. "Rather than start off with the lessons, I have something to tell you all."
"We have a new transfer student—a young man who got in through just his effort and hard work."
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Everyone's eyes widened in surprise as they simultaneously shot their attention to the open door. They first saw a shoe, then the lower body that belonged to this shoe, and finally, they saw the entire appearance of this new transfer student. The girls' glossy eyes began to shine with immense interest, while the expressions of the guys curled up in envy.
"Be nice to him, and do your best to show him a welcoming environment."
Nobody was really listening to what the teacher was saying as they all focused on the handsome visage of the young man who just walked up to the front of the room. His hair was long and a dark crimson color, cascading over his back like a waterfall of blood. Moreover, his eyes were also red, but they did not blend in with his hair color. Rather, they worked together to accentuate his appearance. Other than that, every facial feature of his could be considered objectively handsome. However, this was not his true appearance—not even close.
"He's so handsome, isn't he!?" Emma interrupted, already speaking like a devout fangirl. "If not for his young age, I might've actually suspected him to be the Azureflask Thief! But there's just no way he could be that powerful while being so young, so even if his hair color and appearance vaguely match the Thief's description, it just isn't true..."
"Yes," Anabelle agreed. "His age... it just doesn't match..."
Upon recalling all the strength contained within the body of a man no older than 23, her stomach curled. Even she, who was 24, only had a cultivation base in the Grade 2 Immortal Venerable. Furthermore, among her generation, she was considered a supreme genius, one who was even on par with the Headmaster and Immortal Realm's daughters. Yet, in front of this young man of untold mystery, she might as well have been considered hot garbage. This put her down a little, but when she heard the man in question speak up, all that self-loathing vanished without a trace.
"I hail from a small land very, very far away," Azmodeus said to start off his introduction. "None of you will know of the place, so I will not bother disclosing the name. However, even with my insignificant background, I hope to get along with everyone here, and maybe even ignite friendships that will last for many years to come," he finished with a bow before walking up to the seat the teacher was pointing at. Only then did everyone break the silence and react to what had just happened.
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