Chapter 75 - 75: Lady Rose Faction (1/2)

Aron stood at the very back of the long queue that he found upon reaching the library entrance. Students of all ranks where lined up leading him to believe there was some sort of event taking place.

”What's all this about?” Without wasting time guessing, he tapped the shoulder of the student in front of him and asked what was going on.

”Tch, if you don't even know, then get los…” The young man that stood in front of Aron was irritated after being tapped on the shoulder, however, when he turned to confront the person who did that to him, he could only trail off until he could no longer be heard.

He looked up at Aron's towering figure and cold grey eyes that looked non too pleased by what he was about to say. Aside from Aron's intimidating looks, what really got the young man sweating like he had ran a marathon was Aron's cloak, the cloak of a rank four title holder.

”I-I'm sorry!” Realizing his blunder, the young man didn't hesitate to bow his head and yell out an apology, doing so caused the others lined up to turn their heads and notice Aron as well.

”I asked you a question.” Aron's statement sent shivers down the young man's spine as his voice carried little patience. But the young man still hesitated to speak as if fearing the answer might anger Aron.

”...We're here to admire a woman,” The young man confessed in a low tone before going completely silent. After hearing no response from Aron, he decided to look at him and saw Aron's expression had grown a lot colder.

He didn't know wether this young man in front of him was being serious or was hiding something, but it didn't matter as either option irritated him.

”Move,” Aron ordered and, as if by instinct, the young man rushed away from the queue and left entirely. Without needing to say anything more, the other students began to move out of Aron's way no matter their rank.

When Aron finally entered the library, he found that what the young man had said held some truth. The library was filled to capacity with all seats occupied and other students even standing, but the majority of students weren't even looking at the books they held.

Their attention was instead drawn towards the reception where a beautiful mature woman stood. Despite the attention she was receiving, her cool, light green eyes were focused on a book in front of her. She had long, black glossy hair which fluttered ever so beautifully and slowly as the breeze from window carried it. Her dark, cherry lips were slightly parted and glistened under the natural lighting.

Her facial features aside, she had a buxom figure like no other. A more than modest chest while also having wide and curvy hips, highlighted perfectly by the elegant dress that hugged her in all the right places while showcasing much of her cleavage.

Most of men and even some of the women were absolutely glued to this woman. Aron's eyes glowed slightly and he narrowed her eyes towards her trying to inspect her mana. But from what he could tell—she was average, so the little curiosity he had all but vanished.

'They really chose to come spend their day staring at the opposite gender. I see no hope for this race,' Aron thought as he turned to find something of interest to read.