Dragon Necromancer: Starting With First Dragon Bloodline-Chapter 36: Teacher

Inside, the instructor was already present.

An elderly man in long, green robes and a monocle that covered his one eye swept his gaze across the classroom and said,

"Take your seats."

Noa walked with Thalia by his side.

They sat near the middle, just as Marlo, Kael, and Lior also strolled inside. They still yawned, unable to fully wake up from their slumber.

That’s why Noa had left them behind and searched for the girl.

The boys approached them but said nothing—the class was already starting.

Around them, other students went quiet as well.

Some radiated confidence mixed with pride, while some showed doubts.

"My name is Zen, and today, we will talk about the very nature of beasts and their true path of evolution," the teacher began, causing hushed murmurs to erupt.

"Raise your fragile hands if you think beasts evolve naturally or through combat alone," he asked and scanned the crowd.

Not a single student raised their hands.

The man nodded in approval, his hoarse voice reverberating through the room once again.

"Good. It seems like I don’t have complete idiots in my class. The beast’s evolution isn’t something that just happens. It needs to be triggered.

It’s a reaction to a special condition that allows creatures to progress through their stagnated ranks."

He paused and cleared his throat.

Suddenly, a glowing diagram emerged behind him, showing a common beast called Oathaxe.

"Every single one of them has different requirements for resources and for the ritual. And each new tier changes its strength and appearance alike."

Just then—

The diagram behind Zen shifted.

Mana particles moved according to his instructions, revealing how distinct Oathaxes looked on the second and third tiers.

The transformations he showed were clean.

’It’s like looking at the PowerPoint presentations,’ Noa lamented.

"Thankfully," Zen continued after letting the students observe the diagram and the changes it portrayed, "we have amassed an incredible amount of knowledge over the years. Now humans understand beasts better than ever, and the rituals we conduct are the closest thing to perfection."

’About that... That’s just wrong. What about ancient times? When dragons roamed the world, and the information we had was even more precise?’ Noa thought to himself.

Of course, he didn’t say it aloud and silently listened to the instructor.

But somehow, he was still called out.

"Hey, you! The boy with the Graveworm. Come here and show your classmates your prized possession," Zen said, his voice laced with mockery. "And the other top three scorers, come here as well."

’Shit,’ Noa sighed inwardly.

Before he left his seat, his eyes met Thalia’s as she clutched his hand.

She walked beside him, nodding silently in quiet encouragement.

The third to follow them was Marlo, and to everyone’s surprise, he had scored 30 points on the test, securing third place.

Though he wanted to prove he could remain a weak human even with an epic-ranked beast, the boy was still diligently studying and learning about the world.

Zen, however, cared only about his lecture.

So when the three of them turned in front of him, he didn’t waste a second.

"These three students scored the highest marks on written assignments," he said, and clapped. The nature of his lesson had shifted completely. "Let’s see if their beasts reflect their understanding."

Laughs.

A few loud chuckles echoed in the room.

Zen acknowledged every single one of them, meeting them with a quick smirk.

Everyone wanted to make fun of Noa, and he was part of the mass.

"First," he turned to Marlo. "Let’s start with you."

The boy calmly extended his hand and flicked his fingers. Lantherion emerged out of thin air but swiftly dropped the temperature with its ghostly flames.

Gasps filled the room.

Not everyone could recognize epic-ranked creatures, but sensing the oppressive pressure radiating from Marlo’s coiling serpent, they knew it was no ordinary beast.

Adjusting his monocle, Zen nodded his head. "Flame-controlling serpents are rare. Dangerous. Deadly. Capable of freezing mana flow in weaker beasts."

Having said that, the teacher’s lips curled into a sneer.

His gaze found Noa, looking at him as if he had something planned, something Noa knew would come at any moment.

Instead, the man shifted his focus.

Thalia shuddered under his watchful eyes. She decided to be a firm hater of this man and sighed before calling Luna.

A moment later, a cute, snow-white rabbit appeared on her shoulder.

"Good," Zen said, nodding instantly. "It may be only an Uncommon-rank creature, but I believe it has a unique bloodline.

Although its progress won’t match that of epic-ranked beasts, it could easily surpass some of the Rare ones."

The teacher had a good eye.

He could tell that Luna was no ordinary Albinox as her abilities were augmented.

But even he couldn’t guess that Luna had prophetic properties.

After discussing the two beasts and giving the crowd a chance to learn more about them, Zen diverted his attention back to Noa.

"And now," he said, his eyes narrowing, his lips trembling in excitement. "It’s time to talk with your little theorist. To the boy who believes tamers can overcome fate and achieve power beyond what their beasts allow."

Another wave of laughter broke out.

Noa ignored it completely.

But, as always, Thalia’s temper wasn’t that good.

"He isn’t the only one who thinks like that. I believe it too. Why make such a big deal out of it if everyone’s so confident he will fail? It looks like you are just afraid to even consider the possibility," her voice was loud.

Even louder than it needed to be.

Most of the students looked at her as if she had gone mad.

Zen was no exception.

His brows twitched, and his cheeks flushed red with anger.

He was on the verge of exploding, but after exhaling deeply, he regained his control—his previous mocking tone returning.

"Your declaration that beasts don’t define tamers... Tell me, Graveworm boy, do you really stand by that? Confident enough to put it to the test?"

Noa nodded calmly.

This time, his smirk widened.

Seeing this, the teacher turned to Marlo, who was looking out of the open door with his hands in his pockets.

"How about a little demonstration, huh? Freeze mana around that worm and see how long it can last," he said to Marlo and then pointed at Noa. "You—help with your mana control."