High-Class Mob 46 46. Fluff Reaper

Having to go to the academy is something Colt uses to gain popularity. Currently, he has a track record of 1 win and 0 losses, sitting in the lecture hall where he rubbed Fluff's chubby body, he yawned as he found the subject as useless.

The professor was talking about the history of Magical Beasts. Beings that are intelligent and powerful, but they are unlike the other races as the energy in their body, is something that is not a part of the three world energies people use, namely Mana, Aura, and Prana.

The energy of a magical beast possesses is known as the Zara. Like the three energies, the Zara is a power produced by the earth and gives the beasts the ability to evolve and become more powerful than before.

The professor continued with the lecture, "These Beasts have nine levels like our cla.s.ses, they are known as Savage-tiers, a tier-1 to a tier-9 magical beast is known as a Savage. But once they go to the Second Phase, like how the cla.s.ses have a second phase known as [Phase 2 Pathfinders] that are given different levels than before, it is also the same for magical beasts.

"Like us, they have three more levels on the second phase, to improve beyond that is just as hard as ascending further. But it is said that there are legendary beasts that defy logic and…'

Even to this point, Colt didn't care much about the lecture.

'Magical beasts play no major role in the story, so I shouldn't worry about them for now.' He said that, but Colt has bought many books regarding magical beasts. Back home, he has ten and twenty more in the mansion here in the capital.

As to why he bought it, the reason was simple, to understand that it was the reason why anyone would buy a book - because the ill.u.s.tration was good.

The detailed ill.u.s.tration of the magical beasts was enough to entice and turn Colt to some sort of Magical Beast Otaku. The books he read also became the reason as to why Colt was made to think how cool and awesome his Soul Partner would become.

The dream of riding on the back of a Storm Dragon blossomed in his heart, and as it did, his expectations grew. But that expectation came cras.h.i.+ng down as he saw his partner.

"Meow!"

While Colt was in contemplation about his epic adventures on the back of a ma.s.sive dragon, Fluff demanded Colt to move his fingers so the sacred belly rub can continue.

Colt and Fluff exchanged gazes, and the two had a conversation with their eyes as Fluff asked, "What?" it didn't know what Colt was thinking.

On the other hand, Colt just rubbed its belly and watched it halfway close its eyes in pleasure. He almost wanted to cry if not for the fact that this little ball of fluffy hair had saved his a.s.s more than once.

'Dammit it, I am so conflicted.' Even the name Lord is reminding him some majestic beast of power, 'Oh dear G.o.ds, what kind of species is this one? I do not know what this cat is, come on, for my second Soul Partner give me something cool.'

Lunchtime came, and today is a sporadic day rivaling that of the mythical beast's appearance…Mina was nowhere to be found.

Currently, she's too busy with the Magic Tower that she can't even sneak out. Colt does not know why, and he has no way of knowing what she is currently doing because he has no contact with the Magic Tower.

Thus, Colt was forced to eat in the cafeteria of the academy. But before he can go, he had to wait for a strange thing to happen again.

All the ladies lined up, starting from the top of the stairs of the lecture hall where Colt and Fluff sat to the bottom. They approached to hand over some food.

Colt readied a bag where to store the food as he received one of them.

"I present food for Lord Fluff."

"You may give it a pet."

With the loud screeched escaping her mouth, the Lord Phat Fluff sat on the table with its 'chest' puffed out and its white fur in its full glory. The lady petted Fluff, and it meowed in delight.

That simple meow was like an arrow piercing her heart.

Kyaaa! The screeches would not stop as one after the other, the twelve ladies in the room, and three males presented food as an offer, so the Lord will let them fluff him.

They walked away with a pleasant feeling on their hands, and Colt left with a bag full of offerings for his cat.

'I am a courier for this little one.'

At the moment, Colt's reputation has been rather good. Though it was weird that no one was approaching him for some odd reason, he already got a moniker in just but three days of attending the academy.

[The Fluff Reaper] that's what they call him, which was demeaning for someone like him. The Fluff Reaper wasn't even his nickname but was initially meant for his soul partner, who slays with a single meow after allowing anyone to give him a fluff. The story spread like wildfire in a day, and after two days, somehow, this moniker came to be.

Meaning, at the moment, Colt was riding at the coattails of a cat, which made him even more pitiful. Thus, with his back as straight as a spear's and a mind as flimsy as jelly, Colt head for the cafeteria to buy some food.