Dragon Master: The SSS-Ranked School Belle Asked Me To Contract Her

Chapter 37 Aurora

Veer wasn't the only one who recognized the young woman, as Liliana and Elara also remembered her clearly, albeit for different reasons.

Liliana sighed and thought, 'The events are really much different from before. I never expected to see her so early. She might cause some problems.'

Remembering something, a subtle smile formed on her lips as she thought, 'On second thought, it'll be good if she meets him early on. I guess I'll just let things go as they're going.'

She wasn't too worried Veer's safety, as she could save him from any danger, even if there might be heavy consequences. Besides, she wanted him to become strong as quickly as possible so she didn't want to meddle in his growth. All because she wanted share her memories with him.

On the other hand, Elara frowned and pushed Veer back, standing before him like a shield. She said in a low, threatening voice, 'I didn't think you would even come here, Aurora.'

"I'm flattered that you remember me, Miss Elara, but could you please leave him?" Aurora smiled, though it lacked warmth. "Veer deserves someone like me, not a brute like you."

"Oh, yeah?" Elara smiled back and pointed at Liliana. "For that, Veer already has Lily."

"I will still ask you not to drag him into your problems," Aurora replied, maintaining her composure as she bowed. "Everyone knows your identity, and you should also know what problems he might face because of that. I don't him to suffer because of you."

"Could you please cut the crap and stop hiding behind this hypocritical face of yours?" Elara scoffed in disgust and even waved her hand dismissively.

Their banter attracted a small crowd. After all, who wouldn't be interested in a fight, especially between two beautiful women?

"Isn't that Aurora from the second year? What is she doing here?"

"And she's Elara, the daughter of Sword Saint Michael. What's going on?"

"From the looks of it, they're fighting over that boy."

"What the hell! Since when did the world become so unfair? Why would they fight over some trash like him?"

"He's more handsome than you, bro!"

"Heh! A pretty face means nothing compared to true strength!"

"I mean, those two certainly don't need their partner to protect them. Heck, they might even be doting on him and providing him everything."

"You mean… he's a boy-toy? Damn! I want to be a boy-toy too!"

"Bro, what?"

'Who the fuck said that?' Veer clenched his fist as he looked around, trying to find the culprit. 'I'm a boy-toy? Fuck off!'

Well, it didn't seem like a bad option, and he certainly wouldn't be against it. But it wasn't the truth, damn it! He wasn't getting any grand benefits and he certainly didn't fit assassination attempts in benefits.

Aurora's lips tugged upwards as she said politely, "Let's not cause any drama here. But know this: I'm coming for him, and I will take him. He's mine!"

"You can try, but remember what I did to your face the last time we met," Elara said with a smile, raising her fist.

Aurora flinched slightly and nodded. "Thanks for reminding me. I'll make sure to return the favor!"

With that, she left the area, accompanied by three young men who glared at Veer as if he had murdered their families.

Veer would have liked to return the gesture, as he also had eyes to glare, but someone forced him to look into hers, preventing him.

"Listen, Veer, you are our boyfriend, so you must remain loyal to us," Elara said, holding his face. "I'm fine if you want another girl in your bed, but not her. She's a bitch!"

"You two are so childish," Veer sighed. "And yes, I promise I won't enter into any relationship unless you both agree, okay?"

This was the least he could do for them. He knew he was a hypocrite and a scumbag for actually forming a harem, so he wanted to do his best for them.

"Good! Let's go, then," Elara smiled and turned to Liliana. "Let's go, Lily. I also need to talk to you about something."

Veer rolled his eyes and, holding their hands, entered the glass building. Seeing that the matter was over, the crowd also dispersed.

The news of Aurora and Elara fighting over Veer spread like wildfire, and soon many of Aurora's suitors were ready to take Veer down.

Inside the building, Veer and his group passed through several corridors on their way to class. They noticed how every classroom they passed was empty.

Upon entering their classroom, which resembled a classic lecture hall, they found a few students already there—young men seated at the back of the rising seats.

Veer instantly recognized two of them, even though one was holding his nose. The two were sitting behind a handsome, blond-haired young man.

The tall, athletic figure of the blond was hard to miss, with densely packed muscles visible through his clothes. He opened his gray eyes and turned to look at them.

"He must be Carlson!" Veer guessed from the clues, especially the presence the young man commanded. "He's already formed his Mana Core, huh."

"Boss! It's them! They're the ones who punched me when I said you called them for tea," John reported, massaging his nose with tears brimming in his eyes.

Waving his hand at Aron, who pulled John back to his seat, Carlson stood up and smiled. "Hello, beautiful ladies. Why don't you sit here? We can have a nice talk…"

"Achoo!" Veer sneezed, the sound echoing in the empty classroom and interrupting Carlson. Hurriedly wiping his nose, Veer said, "Carry on!"

Carlson didn't lose his composure over such a minor incident, as it was beneath him. Smiling, he jumped down, landing before them.

"I see you're uncultured," Carlson said, looking at Veer. "But that's to be expected from a rat like you."

He then ignored Veer and turned to Liliana, who had returned to her cold persona—her usual self. Smiling, he said, "I wish to make friends with you, Miss Liliana."

However, he received no response. None at all. Liliana simply looked at him in disgust and turned her face away.

"Ahem! Translator here," Veer said, stepping between Carlson and Liliana. "She's saying, 'Don't talk to me, dog!'"

"Don't come between us, you pathetic, inferior breed," Carlson said, narrowing his eyes as he raised his hand. "I am a forgiving person, so I've given you many chances. If you still don't know what's good for you, then—"

"Then what?" Veer interrupted, his smile unchanged but his tone cold. "Do tell me what you superior breeds can do."

"You arrogant prick," Carlson spat, lowering his hand as he laughed. "Do you truly think I'd waste my time on someone like you?"

"Pretty sure you're doing that now," Veer shrugged, returning to his usual self.

Carlson choked on his saliva and glared at him. "You sure like to run your mouth, huh? Fine! How about we settle this with Academy rules? Accept my challenge to a duel!"

"No," Veer replied instantly.

Carlson froze, his words caught in his throat. He opened his mouth, closed it, and stared, speechless. He had never encountered someone as flippant as Veer.