Anthony frowned as he struggled to regain his balance after the tumultuous teleportation journey. A feeling of discomfort fluttered in his stomach, and dizziness threatened to overwhelm him. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath in an attempt to steady himself, trying to quell the nausea that threatened to surface.
However, before he could find his center, a soft and pleasant voice broke the silence, interrupting his attempt to calm his disorientation. "Oh, what do we have here?" the voice resonated with a playful cadence and a hint of seriousness. "Are you trying to propose to ?
You should know I'm a mature woman, you definitely have about fifteen years' disadvantage at least," the voice continued, weaving an aura of fun and seriousness at the sa ti.
The woman's unexpected words left him stunned for a mont, temporarily clearing the fog of his discomfort with her jovial and surprising tone. As he cautiously opened his eyes, he t the penetrating gaze of a woman who exuded undeniable confidence and magnetic charisma.
Her long, lush black hair frad golden eyes that seed to contain a universe of secrets, while her imposing black military attire, adorned with golden touches, added an air of authority and mystery.
Anthony furrowed his brow as he realized he was kneeling in front of her, a position that felt disconcerting and sowhat uncomfortable. Nonetheless, he couldn't deny the impressive presence of the woman before him, a mature beauty who radiated power in every gesture and glance. With an awkward smile, Anthony attempted to rise and address her with due courtesy: "Hello, teacher.
It's an honor to be under your command," he said, executing a noble salute.
However, the words that followed from the teacher's mouth abruptly changed the tone of the conversation. "And here I thought I was finally going to get married," she murmured sadly, a flash of lancholy crossing her gaze. Anthony's expression twisted, he knew who the woman in front of him was, and she was far from ordinary. She was one of the most important figures in the military sphere.
The woman, with a playful smile dancing on her lips, observed Anthony's expression with complicity before giving him permission to sit. "You may take a seat, Soldier Anthony," she said kindly.
Anthony cast a sidelong glance at her before turning his attention to the classroom that stretched out before him, a room that evoked the familiar atmosphere of a university, with steps rising towards the back.
Scanning the classroom with his gaze, Anthony identified a spot that seed perfect for him, and for all the transmigrants like him. In the last row, next to the window, he found his ideal seat. Nodding ntally, he made his way there and settled in, preparing for what would co next.
Shortly after, Edward made his entrance into the classroom, and Anthony watched as he chose a seat in the middle back part, but first he showed his respects to the woman sitting in the chair with a smile on the desk. As ti passed, more students began to appear one after another, each seeking their place in the classroom.
However, among all the newcors, one young woman stood out notably. With hair and eyes that shimred with a unique glow, the girl quickly scanned the classroom with her eyes until they t Anthony's. A glint of recognition sparked in her gaze, and in the blink of an eye, she disappeared from her original position to appear sitting next to Anthony.
"Hi!" greeted the girl enthusiastically, her voice resonating with energy and vitality. Anthony looked at her with curiosity, surprised by the unexpected greeting from the girl.
The surprise still painted Anthony's face as he tried to process Charlotte's sudden interest. In the novel's narrative, Charlotte had never even spared him a glance, completely ignoring him. However, now, she greeted him with a smile that seed genuine.
"Hello, how are you?" Anthony asked, returning the greeting with courtesy and so confusion. It had been a kind gesture from Charlotte, and he wanted to respond in the sa manner.
Charlotte's smile widened, but before she could respond, Emily's calm yet excited voice interrupted their conversation. "Brother, he's here," Emily announced as she approached Anthony, her eyes shining with a special light. Anthony turned his gaze to his sister, finding in her the calm and serenity as always.
"As you can see, I'm in one piece," Anthony joked, smiling. Emily nodded and took a seat next to Charlotte, with a serene expression.
"Then you must introduce to that girl who is your girlfriend," Emily suggested as she closed her eyes waiting until the start of class. Anthony nodded with a smile and replied, "Of course, you'll like her," he responded enthusiastically, before his attention was caught by Charlotte's slightly indignant voice.
"Don't ignore !" exclaid Charlotte, making an adorable angry pout that elicited a smile from Anthony. Observing her, Anthony thought to himself that she was small, a true loli in every aspect, but that sa quality made her even more charming and awakened in him a protective instinct. Charlotte, noticing Anthony's gaze, smiled proudly, puffing out her chest theatrically, although non-existent.
"Hmph, I'll forgive you this ti," said Charlotte, with a mischievous expression on her face. Anthony found Charlotte's attitude extrely amusing and nodded, ready to engage in lively conversation with her on any topic that arose. anwhile, Emily watched in silence, absorbed by the interaction between her brother and Charlotte.
As ti passed, more and more students arrived in the classroom, until the exact number of 25 students was reached. Anthony scanned the room with his gaze, internally confirming that all the main characters were present, even Ezequiel, who seed to be interested in her, with a smile directed at the teacher.
The teacher's golden eyes scanned the classroom, ensuring that everyone was present before standing up. At that precise mont, an overwhelming aura enveloped everyone in the room, making even Anthony's breathing difficult.
"Welco everyone to the Primal class, soldiers!" announced the teacher with a voice that resonated with authority and seriousness. "From now on, I will be your mother and your father. My words are the law, and you obey them without objections. If any of you have any complaints, you can ask my sword," she added, her smile widening almost maniacally as a flash of madness glead in her eyes.
Anthony watched the teacher with a smile as he tried to breathe, imdiately recognizing her true personality.
He knew this woman in front of him was the General of the entire empire, all the soldiers were under her command, she led her army with an iron fist, she didn't tolerate any disrespect, if soone stepped out of line, she killed them without hesitation, also recognized as the right hand of Emperor Gabriel.
"My na is Athena Schwarzkopf, and I will be your teacher from now on," she announced, making it clear that there was no room for doubt or insubordination in her class, and with those words, the pressure on us increased even more.
"We're starting the academic year well," Anthony cursed inwardly.
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