The Mech Lord

"You are late today.." Harry smiled at Leo.

"Got caught up in something," Leo forced a smile on his face. It was just that the Arora Leech was acting up in the morning, and sucked up a good portion of his energy.

The two slowly walked towards the class as they continued to chat.

Yesterday, Yuji and Nora had talked with Runeko. She still was depressed, but it wasn't something that could be easily forgotten. She would also be returning to attend her classes from today.

It was a good thing that she wasn't talking about leaving for the time being.

When Leo and Harry finally walked into the class, they were surprised to see a group of students with bruises all over their body.

"What happened to you people?" Harry couldn't help, but ask.

"It was that Class C…that Quinton's class.." One of them groaned in anger. It was very obvious what had happened.

The classes actually weren't divided on the basis of ranking, but still most people thought them to be if you looked at the average power level.

For example, Leo's previous class was B, and it had pretty strong people, even including the Princess. But, in terms of overall strength, they might be a tiny bit lacking in comparison to class A.

And, here they were obviously the famous Class F…

So, individually the section-wise ranking might not be true, but as a group, there might be some truth to it.

After all, you only needed to look at the points board. Class A always had the most points after the end of each month. No one could deny the fact.

But, individually, the person leading the points board was Rebecca from Class B.

"You guys got into a fight?" Leo asked as he looked at them.

"Those guys started it for no reason, and even when we tried to back away, they didn't let us do so.." One of the guys with a black eye complained.

Leo didn't think they were lying. These people were the weakest in the class. Even lower than Leo, after all, he had levelled up now, going up to Lv 9 and the weakest among them was Lv 7.

"This is wrong!" This group had a face which clearly said they had been wronged, and they wanted justice.

But, that wasn't the problem, the problem was that they continued to look at Leo and Harry like little puppies. They were waiting to hear what they had to say on this matter. After all, technically, they were the leading figures in the class.

Harry looked at Leo, and his action immediately made people do the same. It was clear now that Leo was above Harry in terms of ranking. Not to mention, he was popular in one way or the other and even had a powerful background.

'This guy..' Leo glared at Harry, but he just feigned ignorance.

"Uhmn..calm down for now. If you are wronged, then we will definitely seek justice.." His words immediately made the student's eyes to light up in appreciation. It was just that he did not complete his sentence, which went like 'seek justice through proper channels'.

…

"You gonna seek justice now?" Harry asked with a smile when the people around dispersed.

"You wanna get punched in the face?" Leo asked, feeling a bit annoyed.

"What did I do? Weren't those your own words?" Harry asked innocently.

Leo sneered at him, "I will tell Billy about it. He will deal with it. And, if he asks me for advice, I will definitely go ahead, and complain to the Instructors or Disciplinary committee.."

[My age is slowly decreasing because of you-nya.] Aiden sighed inwardly, but Leo just ignored him.

He knew that fights were a good way of training. But, this wasn't fighting, it was just one sided beating. There was no use in going through it. Those guys were stronger than them in every way.

[Bro, a man fights even when the odds are against him-nya.] Aiden clearly seemed to understand Leo's thought process.

'I am a man who doesn't fight losing battles. Besides, I believe in the ancient quote that 10 years is not too early for a man's revenge.'

[...] Aiden surely was grinding his teeth in anger right now.

"By the way, why don't I see Paul and Biggie?" Leo asked in confusion as he looked at Harry.

"You know Dean Valeford's promise?" Harry asked with a weird look on his face.

[Please Refer to Author Noter for this change.]

Leo nodded.

"Since that guy has an assurity to pass and have a secure future, he says that there is no meaning in attending classes. So, he might as well sleep."

"..."

Leo and Harry looked at each other for a few seconds.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Nope.."

The two simultaneously sighed. That guy really was a unique one. No one knew what was going through his head.

"What about Biggie?"

"He went out looking for Paul saying that Paul wasn't doing the right thing, and it would harm him later," Harry replied.

"So, he went out and missed the class together with him?" Leo asked, and Harry nodded.

At this moment, Billy arrived in the classroom.

And, his appearance immediately made several people frightened.

"Did you get hurt?" Harry asked as the guy arrived in front of them.

"No, why do you ask?" Billy asked with an amused look on his face. He didn't seem hurt in any way.

Harry and Leo exchanged a look.

"What's with the blood on your shirt then?" Leo asked as he pointed at it.

Billy looked at his own shirt, and his figure froze the next instant.

"No wonder people were giving me looks in the hallway. This blood isn't mine, some trash from Class C tried to play smart with me. I just taught them who was smarter." Billy shook his head with a smile, and his reply immediately relieved most of the people.

As long as their leader was still standing tall, then they could raise their heads.

Only Leo wasn't relieved. He knew that things had definitely gotten out of hand now.

"And, I hear you guys got beaten up?" Billy suddenly looked towards the group who had black and blue bruises all over.

"Yes..but we didn't do anything. They were the ones at fault." One of the guys among that group spoke.

"Do you think anyone cares about that?" Billy asked him in return as he casually walked up to their desk and sat on it. "So how many guys did you beat up?"

"Huh?" The person was obviously confused.

"I said how many guys did you beat up?" Billy repeated once again.

"That..I…" The Person began to fumble nervously.

"Don't make me repeat myself.."

"None.." the person immediately replied in fear.

"Useless, no wonder they call you trash. Looking at you, I bet you couldn't even throw a punch.." Billie snorted in disdain as he saw the person flinch. It seemed his guesses were correct.

"Stay behind for an extra two hours. All of you.." Billy glared at the group.

Earlier Billy had decided to train the class, but the murder incident had prevented him to do so. But, no more. With Harry's help, a schedule was already derived. And, Leo with Aiden's help showed his knowledge in this field, making a training routine.

Within these three days, all the students had already experienced the horror of this training. They would have no strength left after this extra training and now Billy had asked them for two more hours. That was impossible. But, who dared to stand up against him.

None..

Hell, even in the class, only a few were able to talk with him.

There was an exception in the training though. Any person could skip the training if they felt that they could do better on their own. But, if at the end of the month, they didn't show the results then..

There were no clear details as to what would happen, but looking at Billy's bloody shirt, no one was interested in finding out.

….

Year 2 Class C, MTP.

A group of five students were standing in a line with a broken nose, and bandages all over their body. This was the group that Billy had dealt with.

"We can't let those losers look down on us. They are clearly provoking us!" One of the students shouted in anger when he showed the condition of his classmates. In fact most people were enraged or at least were not feeling well.

After all, no matter how much they hated each other. They were still under one umbrella. And, if someone said your umbrella sucked, you couldn't remain unaffected. After all, no one liked hearing some trash talk about their things.

"I don't think we should be so early to reach any decision." This feminine voice belonged to a very familiar person.

It was Christina.

"What early decision is this? Do we still need any more proof?" Quinton's voice sounded across the room.. And, his words made Christina frown.