Undead Beast Master: Living Solely for My Desires-Chapter 56: Useful

"What?" Elysia spoke coldly as she moved away her hand and leg.

"Are you serious?" she asked, looking him into his eyes.

Zaroth, not flinching at all, replied instantly, "Yes, why not? Earlier, you said that you don’t have much free time, so it wouldn’t hurt to have some rest, right?"

Elysia raised an eyebrow. "But with you? Are you asking me on a date?"

"Yes," he answered, trying to appear composed.

Elysia grabbed her stomach as she laughed at the unexpected offer.

"I am sorry, but you are a bit too young for me."

Now it was Zaroth’s turn to raise his eyebrow. "What are you talking about? Both of us are adults, right? So there shouldn’t be a problem."

Seeing that he was serious, Elysia’s laughter quickly died down.

"Still, you are a bit too young for my taste," Elysia spoke as she sat back in her chair.

"Well, you can think about it," Zaroth said with a warm smile as he got up, desummoned Luna, and exited the room.

Elysia, now alone in her office, sighed with amusement.

"To think that young boy is brave enough to ask me out…" she muttered as she remembered the dragon the Zaroth possessed.

Her lips curved into a smile as her dark eyes seemed to shine darker from the excitement.

"He will be useful indeed."

*****

’To be honest, it kind of surprised me. Why did you suddenly decided to ask her out on a date?’ Luna, now back in Zaroth’s soul, asked him.

"Well, there are two reasons. First, it was kind of pathetic to find her attractive without expressing it, and second, when she came in so close, there was no way I wasn’t going to try and seize the chance!" he proclaimed as he headed for the upcoming lecture.

"Now this will be interesting," Zaroth muttered under his breath as he opened the door to the lecture room.

There was some noise in the room, but it immediately died down as he entered.

Trying to ignore the piercing eyes of everybody, he sat in his usual seat in the back, only to be surprised that Zack was next to him.

"W-what are you doing here?"

Zack grinned before answering, "After the fiasco with the scoreboard, everybody quickly learned who was in your squad. As a result, everybody stares at me daggers. If that’s the case, I thought I might as well move next to you."

"Plus," he added, pointing to the two empty seats next to Zaroth, "We have to give Roran and Lily a warm welcome."

It was clear that the students in A-class didn’t like Zaroth or his group, so some of them looked like they were about to summon the courage to talk to him, but they were interrupted as the doors at the front of the room burst open.

The professor walked forward, accompanied by two students behind him.

One was a man with blonde hair and blue eyes, while the other was a woman with golden hair and eyes.

Roran and Lily.

"Attention!" the professor spoke loudly, making everybody turn their attention to him.

"We have new students joining our class today!"

"Hello, I am Roran," he spoke coldly, meeting the gaze of everybody in the class with utter indifference.

"Lily, nice to meet you," while Lily smiled warmly at everybody in the room.

"You can take the seats you like," the professor spoke as he headed for the desk, getting ready to begin the lesson.

Roran and Lily scanned the room until their gazes fell on Zaroth and Zack.

They smiled slightly as they approached them.

"Congrats," Zack grinned as he looked at them.

Lily sat next to Zaroth and Roran next to her, getting the seat next to the stairs.

Read lat𝙚st chapters at fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓ Only.

It seemed he was so focused on protecting her that he even chose the seats where she was the most protected.

"As you all know, we rank beasts based on strength. We do the same with demons using a different scale of power,"

The professor began to write on the board, and Zaroth copied the information into his textbook:

Minor

Lesser

Intermediate

Greater

Overlord

Archdemon

Primordial

Making note that the strength of demons was ranked in a different way compared to the beasts, he wrote it all down.

He couldn’t help but steal a glance at Lily’s textbook, only to gasp in awe the next second.

"How does your writing look so neat?" he asked her quietly so the professor didn’t hear them.

She shrugged as she answered, "I’m not sure, I just like pretty things, I guess."

Shifting his gaze to Roran, he saw that he was writing in bold but easy-to-understand handwriting…

Then he glanced at Zack,

"Mate, what the hell have you written? I can’t read a single word of it."

In turn, Zack glanced at Zaroth’s textbook,

"And what about you? Have you invented a new language?"

Shifting his gaze to see what he had written so far, Zaroth raised an eyebrow as he muttered,

"No, really, what have I written?"

He couldn’t make sense of it.

After the lectures were over, it was time for Physical Body Training, and now that Lily and Roran were in Class-A, he was curious to see how they would hold up.

The bald instructor, making note of the two new students, had them run laps around the running field as always. After a light stretching session, everyone got into position.

Zaroth threw a quick glance at Roran, who had gotten into position.

Smirking slightly, he muttered,

"I’ll finish it before you."

"I would like to see you try," Roran immediately responded.

"I don’t know about you two mages, but I am definitely finishing first," Zack butted in.

"Now, now, there is always the chance for something unexpected to happen," Lily countered.

On the signal of the bald instructor, everybody shot forward, the four of them running with everything they had.

At the end, Zack finished first in the whole class, then it was Roran a bit after, and then Zaroth and Lily.

After the running was over, the instructor made them do push-ups, pull-ups, and squats until they felt like passing out.

In the end, feeling tired, everybody headed for the shower room.

Lily, being a woman, naturally wasn’t with them as she was in the women’s shower room.

Zaroth, after stripping down to his underwear, approached a full-sized body mirror, appreciating the muscles he had built so far.

At least he did, until he heard a voice behind him.

"Hey, you and your disgusting white hair, you must be Zaroth, correct?"

Zaroth sighed. It seemed that the time had come. It wasn’t surprising after making a bad first impression on the first day by not wearing the proper clothes and sitting in the front while the Emperor was announcing the tournament.

And his team, who had managed to get a higher score than everyone else in the empire, despite their leader being of a ’lesser birth’ it was time for some arrogant bastard to try and approach him.

Turning sharply, he tried to make his voice as menacing as possible before he spat.

"And who the fuck are you supposed to be?"