Strongest Demigod System

Chapter 23: Class Battles

Chapter 23: Class Battles

"What is it?"

Scar walked around the table and leaned on it before he nodded his chin at Jane to tell her to speak.

Jane spoke up.

"Sir—"

"What did I tell you to call me?"

"S-Sorry. Mr. Scar, can you please tell us about the grading system in high school? I heard students are graded with both academics and physical evaluation?"

Scar was a bit irritated since that was the next thing he was going to talk about anyway, but he decided not to say anything to Jane and just turned to the class once more. Terra would be on his case again if he made more children cry like last year.

"You'll all be graded by two methods. The first is a series of exams taken while you go through your year. One exam will be taken once a month, and another exam will be taken at the end of the year. Take them seriously; they're important. The second grading method is your combat ranking. After each weekly combat class and bi-weekly training, you will be graded based on how each of you contributed to the training. Then, at the end of each month, the two first-year classes will hold a joint training exercise where you will be pitched against each other. I'm going to say this now. I do not lose. Ever. So my class does not have the right to lose either. If you don't beat B Class in that training exercise, forget about surviving until the next training exercise. I'll put you through worse things than hell itself.

"When all of that is done, you will have your points tallied and displayed on the school boardroom as the student ranking. The students in your year with the top three highest points will each gain a reward from the school, so let your competitive spirit burn at its brightest. And on that note, I believe it is time for your first class. I'll see you all tomorrow, little killers."

Scar grabbed his book from the table and waved it toward the kids before he started to walk out of the room without bothering to wait for a response.

Once he was gone, the students all turned to look at each other in surprise and confusion. The quick destruction of many of their fantasies about what they were going to be doing in high school and the lack of any friendliness from their homeroom teacher was like whiplash for them, and they were still reeling from it.

Many of the students thought that high school was just going to be a continuation of what they had done in middle school. They would have a few classes and work out in the gym before training with their God Aspect! They never thought it would be this intense!

"I guess what the seniors said about Mr. Scar is correct. I heard he was a monster, but I didn't think he'd be this bad."

"Did you hear him talk about sex earlier? Can a teacher even say that in class? I thought it was against the law."

"Man, now I won't get to go out with my girlfriend next weekend! I thought high school was going to be like middle school. Why do I have to work this hard?"

Azrael's frown deepened at the casual dismissal from her! What the fuck did Jane think he was? Her dog?

Why the hell would she talk to him like that when they hadn't even had a single rational conversation in more than a year!?

Azrael could feel anger and irritation bubbling up from inside him, and the [Oathkeeper] resting in his Divine Storage began to hum in response to the anger that Azrael was feeling! It slowly started to turn that anger into pure bloodlust, and Azrael had to grit his teeth and suppress it when he felt it trying to overwhelm him.

'Fuck.'

Azrael cursed in irritation as he put his head down on his desk while taking in deep breaths, and a loud voice echoed from the front.

"Oooohh~! Is the princess trying to make a secret meeting with the stableboy? Look at this shit! She said 'meet me on the roof' like they're Romeo and Juliet! It's fucking hilarious!"

Gerald's loud voice echoed through the class, and most of their classmates also laughed at the analogy, but Jane just turned her head to glare at Gerald in anger.

Gerald raised his hands in surrender with a wide grin on his face.

"Oh, come on, princess. Are you going to attack this poor footsoldier for his words?"

"Shut up, Jerry."

"Oooooh~!"

The class released a collective sound when they heard Jane lash back. Jane's tone was piercing, and Gerald felt all the humor in his face die out once she called him Jerry. Who the fuck gave her the right to call him that?! No one could call him that!

He was about to stand up and face her angrily, but another person entered the room before he could do that!

Ka-Cha!

"Alright, everyone, please settle down."