Novel & Cerita Teacher Fullmetal Alchemist

I remember it’s time for class. Our teacher is Eden Xavier. He is known as a prodigy in his profession. A lot of families send him letters to hire him, so he became more arrogant. Even though our family is loyal to the throne, we don’t have a high rank in nobility. He had a grudge against lower rank, I didn’t know the cause, but he is vulgar to us; To me exactly, since I am the only one left who needed education, as such, he talks rudely and behaves badly towards me. It’s his third time coming here now. I have a habit of forgiving people who harmed me and warned them two times. The third is decisive; William was an exception but not anymore. I can see clearly his thoughts, well I passed from

From him? Brent recovers first. "We’re the best students!" he crows. A girl in the front row turns in her seat, away from her friend, flashing Jace a coy smile. "That’s because we had the best teacher," she says, her tone dripping with admiration—and something more. My head has never turned faster.

“You have wasted my affection and education for you… Well, today I collect your souls and keep them under Mount Atardecer, I hope one day you will wash away all your sins.” "The student thanked the teacher for saving his life..." Before he finished speaking, Pfauen took advantage of Dragón de Hierro's absent-mindedness when the Metal God Dragón de Hierro was distracted, he used all his strength to steal his teacher's golden cage carved with nine fiery dragons, but he failed, his teacher was too strong.

--- Breakfast Routine The teachers entered last, their commanding presence silencing the chatter in the room. Unlike the students, they wore robes adorned with silver and gold patterns, their designs hinting at their roles. There was Professor Lysander, the stoic combat instructor, whose piercing gaze could freeze a student in their tracks. Next to him stood Mistress Elira, the enchanting but stern teacher of magical history, her aura exuding wisdom. The headmistress, a tall woman with silvery hair and a mirror-like staff, stood at the head of the hall. Headmistress Aeliana was a figure of both reverence and fear, her mere presence enough to command respect.

“Brother, you’re awesome!” Alex pinched her nose. “Not long after this, you’ll be like me too!” At this moment, Alex suddenly felt something. There was a substantive murderous intent sweeping over his body. ‘Who is it?’ Alex looked over sideways, but he could no longer feel the murderous intent. Instead, he saw a woman’s shadow leaving quickly. At this moment, three men and two women, a total of five instructors rushed through the crowd. “I’m the instructor of the Fire Element Combat Department, Fletcher Yves. You must be the new student, right? Are you willing to be my disciple? I can give you an additional ten thousand points as a reward if you become my disciple.”

“I think we’ll be able to top it at some point.” “Yes…I’m sure we will!” Miranda wanted to ask a question. “What was your first impression of me? Like, when we first met?” Without much hesitation Josh replied, “I thought, mums got a hot new friend.” He paused. “Then I thought, fuck, I’ve got a hot new tutor.” Miranda couldn’t help but roll her eyes, although secretly she was very pleased. “You know, I was mortified when you told me you were doing Henry 8th. He had so much sex.”

“Come on, I’ll show you.” We walked to the classroom, and I noticed how everyone moved so fast, like they already knew what to do. The room was big, with mats on the floor and charts on the walls showing wolf anatomy. I sat in the back with Lila, feeling nervous. Then the door opened, and a man walked in. My breath caught, that had to be Alpha Teacher Berlin. He was tall, with broad shoulders and dark hair, his eyes sharp and serious. He wore a black uniform, and everyone went quiet when he entered.

The rest of my day is pretty uneventful if you don’t count me almost getting into a fistfight with some platinum blonde in my first class. My first class happened to be History of Elemental’s and we got a pretty funny introduction from our student/teacher. Evan Mack, a 3rd-year earth elemental conjurer is substituting for our real teacher this semester because she’s on maternity leave.

Knowing nothing about dancing, I asked Helena to teach me all she knew until I eventually mastered every step. Everyone formed a circle around the hall, leaving the center open, as they awaited the announcer’s call for the first dance. Before us, he closed his eyes and lowered his hand into the first box brought to him. He pulled out a little parchment. “Prince Deucalion of Belmont,” he called out, “will have the first dance with,” The group of princesses behind me made a squeal as the young man sauntered out of the crowd into the clearing in the middle of the hall.