"Ruby do you want to present to the class what you found from your research. "
Professor Gilbert said, pointing to a purple-haired girl sitting at the front of the class. She proudly stood up and walked to the front of the class her head held high.
Nobles.
There weren’t many girls in this class, probably five, who had managed to survive the initial disgust. That was impressive on its own.
She pointed at the picture of a heart on the board before turning to the rest of us.
"I’ve been studying the heart, and I’ve found something incredible. They say the brain controls most of the emotions, but upon in-depth study, I found out there was a nerve that connects the brain to the heart. And you know what that means?"
She paused and looked around for dramatic effects. I felt like rolling my eyes, the girl should join the theatre with how dramatic she was being.
"It controls our emotions."
Someone mumbled among the students. I could see that most of them were genuinely interested in her ’findings’. But at least she did try.
"Right, so if my theory is correct, if we did not possess that nerve, we would have been emotionless. "
Some of the girls gasped at that.
’Someone just tell her to sit down ’
I turned to look at the professor. He was dozing off with his eyes open. That thing will always creep me out every single time.
"Do killers and murderers not have the nerve then?"
I asked for the enjoyment. Everyone turned and looked at me. This was the first time I had ever spoken in class.
"They do, everyone has emotions, everyone possesses some semblance of emotions, or that would not make us sentient. Emotions make us superior in every way."
I agreed with that.
"But what if you destroy the very part of the brain or just the nerve that distributes emotions as you said. Will someone be truly emotionless or not?"
I was starting to get excited about this possibility. If I could just destroy the part of the brain that conveys emotions, that would make them the perfect tool.
"Aah, I’m not really sure."
The girl said softly. I looked around to see everyone looking at me with different emotions painted on their faces.
Right, I let my intrusive thoughts run wild.
I was saved from this awkwardness by the bell ringing.
"Class dismissed."
Everyone filed out of the class as they joined their friend groups and left the classroom. I was the only one left seated in class.
Even Professor Gilbert had been among the first to leave, probably going to sleep somewhere since this was the last lesson of the day.
"Young master Lucian, what are you doing alone in class?"
Abelion appeared at the door. He was clearly out of breath by how heavy he was breathing.
"I was just about to leave."
He walked to where I was seated and carried my books for me.
"Young master Lucian, do you know what happened?"
He asked excitedly.
"No."
"They’re dead, those two that hurt Isis. "
He laughed and turned to look at me, his eyes shining.
"That’s great news, isn’t it. Do you want to celebrate?"
I asked him. He nodded vigorously as if he had been waiting for this response.
"Yes, that would be a great way to heal Isis i hope she’ll be happy after hearing this. "
I nodded.
The doll wouldn’t even remember the encounter with the two men. She was still at the newborn stage, getting used to language and the environment, but I did want to break my new engineer’s bubble.
I arrived at the servant waiting area to find both of them waiting. Luna walked towards me eagerly, and I pulled her into my arms.
"The class was so boring."
I said against her hair. She didn’t answer but patted my back softly in encouragement.
"Let’s go for dinner."
She nodded and resumed her position behind me. Abelion ran over and walked beside me quietly. The hallway leading to the school cafeteria was quiet as darkness started to settle over the academy.
Everyone had clearly gone for dinner since today was a special day. The food would be cooked by a man chef. It was the best-tasting food ever invented since it contains mana inside.
It gave a small boost to one’s magic pool. But still, the best way to grow the pool was to train a lot. Mainly using magic constantly until the body decided it wanted to increase the pool.
Raw training helps, but it also depends on natural-born talent. If you aren’t that talented, well, it’s basically useless.
For me, I knew in my heart there was a level above twenty-four stars, which was why I had to persist through my experiments. Maybe the mortal body was a chain.
Whoever reincarnated me, I would one day reach them.
"The prince left a message. "
Luna’s voice brought me out of my musings. Those were things to worry about in the future. Now I had to deal with this annoying royal.
"What did he say?"
"He would love to meet you after dinner. An order from the prince."
How conceited. If he wanted to see me, he should have come directly to me instead of Luna.
"The next time he approaches you, move away. I’ll handle the consequences of disobedience. "
He wouldn’t do anything if he didn’t want to start a war.
"Why are there guards in front of the cafeteria? "
I rolled my eyes after seeing the sun symbol on their armour. Just as I had expected, the prince stepped out from behind one of the taller guards.
"Prince Halberd, what could be the pleasure of this..."
I pointed at the ten guards blocking our paths. The prince chuckled softly.
"You’re just a hard man to find. How can one person be so hard to locate, unless he’s avoiding me, right?"
"What do you want your highness?"
I asked annoyed. There was really nothing important to talk about.
"I would appreciate it if I could have your time, Lucian, I’m not letting you escape. "
He said enthusiastically, that annoying smile still on his face.
"I’m hungry, your highness."
"I’ve prepared food and drinks."
"I do not like to chatter during meals."
"I’ll wait for you to finish."
"Haaa... let’s go," I said and turned to Abeloin, who had been watching our interactions, " Go without me."
He glanced at me reluctantly, then back at his highness, worried. I nodded at him. He left with Isis in tow.
"Come on don’t be so glum."
The prince said and placed his hand around my shoulder, forcefully pulling me in the opposite direction.
"Where are we going your highness?"
"To the student council meeting room, they were kind enough to offer it to me."
I rolled my eyes. The student council was created to manage the students instead of the professors who were too busy to care.
Since the academy was a small community on its own, leaders were need and that was where they came in.
We arrived at the small building that was the student council office. It was separate from the main school building not too far. It had clearly been built for their comfort.
The prince opened the door and we were both greeted with the luxurious insides. This place really fits the taste of most nobles.
It was understandable since the student council was mostly made up of nobles and overly talented commoners who came from privileged backgrounds.
The moment we were inside, I noticed there were voices drifting into the reception area coming from the right.
"Didn’t you say we were alone your highness?"
I asked as the prince led me towards the voices.
"Did I?"
I almost chuckled. So this was an ambush.
The prince pushed open the door, releasing the muffled voices.
"Look who I brought!"
He shouted excitedly to whoever was inside. I followed him inside only to be met with four pairs of eyes looking at me. The prince met my eyes and smiled.
"You would never have come."
There were four young men inside clearly almost my age. Three of them I was very familiar with. The heirs of the other three dukedoms, and I wasn’t familiar with the last one, who was the tallest of the bunch.
"So you’re the legendary Lucian Bloodmoor. "
The western dukedom heir said while his eyes studied me. He wasn’t that tall since I could still look down at him. He had dirty brown hair that had been jelled back revealing his green eyes.
"Nice to meet you."
I said putting on a smile. He nodded as he stepped back as if he had seen enough and gotten what he wanted.
"You can call him Thalum." I nodded, "My name is Zelpher."
The heir of the Eastern dukedom said extending his arm towards me. I shook his arm back. We were almost the same height, with black freely flowing hair and brown eyes. He looked like a scholar.
"You can call me Javier. "
A deep voice filled the room. The heir of the northern dukedom. He had white short hair and blue eyes. What made him stand out was his overly muscled body that barely fit in his black and white school uniforms.