My All Powerful System

Lira, anchored by Lynx’s...controlled leaking warm aura, actually felt her tension melt away further.

A flicker of genuine shock flashed deep within Layla’s eyes.

How could a Year 2 student act so unbothered, so entirely devoid of pressure in their presence? Prodigy or not, he was supposed to cower in fear at their presence.

She quickly masked her surprise, her gaze hardening as she delivered her message.

”Eleanor Haleborn requests your audience.”

The moment the name left Layla’s lips, the girls at Lynx’s table turned into stone statues.

Their eyes widened in sheer horror.

They snapped their heads toward Lynx, then frantically back to the Year 4 enforcers.

Eira’s breath caught violently. She leaned forward, politely stuttering as she tried to clarify,

”W-Wait... do you really mean Elea—”

Before she could even finish the name, Layla shot Eira a look so sharply icy, so loaded with absolute authority, that it silently screamed Shut up your damn mouth.

Eira clamped her mouth shut instantly, swallowing her words.

Lynx, completely oblivious to the legendary status of the name, raised an eyebrow in genuine confusion.

”Hey... who’s Eleanor Valdore? And why would she want to see me? I can’t just get up and leave while I’m eating to go see someone who clearly isn’t even a professor.”

The air around the table instantly dropped by ten degrees.

Kira, Ava, and Eira turned a shade of white so intense they looked like corpses, while Emily literally raised her palm and slammed it against her own face, facepalming in utter despair at his hopeless audacity.

Rhea Dawnwhisper stepped forward, her short icy blue hair swaying gently as her freezing voice cut through the heavy silence like a razor.

”The Queen of this Academy requests to see you now.”

Lynx then realizes as he smiled. ”Oh.. you could have said that earlier.”

Without waiting another second, Rhea turned around on her heel.

Iris looked back at Lynx, silently mouthing the word, ’Follow,’ before she too turned away.

Nadia turned her back with a subtle huff, her ass jiggling as she walked, and Layla joined them, leading the group in a firm stride back toward the cafeteria entrance.

Eira let out a long, shuddering breath, staring at Lynx with wide, conflicted eyes. ”That was... insanely reckless of you, Lynx... but also really, really hot.”

Lynx simply shrugged, stretching his arms casually. ”They don’t pose any threat to me. With me here, I don’t get why you guys are even afraid.”

Kira scoffed, though a reluctant smile twitched on her lips.

”Please. It’s not like the rest of us beat up a Professor before, then forfeited the match because you know the man couldn’t beat you.”

Lynx burst out into a rich, deep laugh.

Emily shook her head, a soft sigh escaping her chest.

”You better get going, Lynx. You shouldn’t keep them waiting.”

”Alright, alright,” Lynx nodded, standing up smoothly from his seat.

Before taking a single step away, he reached down and gently cupped Lira’s face, leaning in to capture her lips.

Lira’s green eyes widened in surprise before she completely melted against him, surrendering fully to his warm, possessive kiss.

When he finally pulled back, her cheeks were flushed crimson.

”B-Be careful, Lynx...”

”Always am,” Lynx smirked.

The other girls stood up one by one.

Ava approached first, leaning in to press a sweet, passionate kiss onto his lips, followed closely by Eira, who gave him a lingering kiss of her own.

Lynx then turned to Emily and Kira, pressing light, tender kisses against their cheeks and soft lips, leaving both of the injured combatants blushing and breathless.

Satisfied, Lynx turned around and casually strolled after the four senior girls.

As Lynx stepped out of the VIP section, the eyes of every single student in the grand cafeteria tracked his movements in stunned silence.

Whispering broke out in massive waves the moment he passed.

”Is he really going to meet the Queen?”

”He just talked back to them...”

”This guy has no fear.”

Over at the central senior table, the two Year 3 boys who had tried to recruit Lynx earlier were still glaring intently at the double doors.

”Arrogant bastard...” the Earth affinity senior spat out, his jaw clenching violently.

”He got saved by the Queen’s enforcers. He’s lucky those Year 4 girls ruined our plans.”

”We’ll get him next time,” the Ice user muttered darkly, tight fists shaking.

Even after Lynx had flatly rejected their invitation, they had been actively plotting to surround and humiliate him later in the afternoon.

But with the Queen’s personal escorts stepping in, they couldn’t risk making a single move.

Sitting right across from them, the gorgeous blonde Year 3 girl let out a soft, amused smile, keeping her deep contempt for the two weak minded seniors entirely to herself as she sipped her drink.

Meanwhile, Lynx caught up with the four beautiful seniors as they neared the exit of the hall.

Suddenly, a broad shouldered Year 3 guy, rushing carelessly toward the exit while talking to his friend, bumped heavily into Iris’s shoulder.

Iris didn’t even stop walking. She didn’t even bother to glance back.

With a effortless flick of her slender wrist, a harsh burst of compressed wind materialized right beneath the Year 3 student’s feet.

BOOM!

The sudden pressure launched the 200 pound Year 3 student straight into the air, flinging him across the corridor like a discarded ragdoll until he crashed hard against a stone wall, sliding down into a groaning heap.

The entire cafeteria gasped in absolute shock.

Even Lynx’s girls, watching from the VIP section, widened their eyes at the casual display of brutality.

The four Year 4 girls didn’t pause for a single microsecond, continuing their flawless march right out of the building.

Lynx, trailing just a few paces behind them, let a wide, thoroughly entertained smile spread across his face. ’Now that... was pretty damn cool,’ he thought to himself.

They stepped out into the crisp afternoon air, walking in complete silence.

Lynx stayed comfortably behind them, unashamedly enjoying the magnificent view.

With every deliberate step the four beauties took, their sculpted backsides splayed out in a tantalizing, bouncing rhythm.

At one point, Nadia took a heavy, firm step down a small set of stone stairs.

Her ridiculously full, massive ass shook violently from the impact, causing her short pleated skirt to ride up dangerously high, exposing a flash of smooth, toned thigh.

Lynx’s eyes widened, and he almost let out a loud, appreciative whistle.

He caught himself just in time, suppressing the urge with a dark chuckle. ’ Shitt... if I whistle right now, these four might actually turn around, gang up, and try to beat me to death.’

They made turn after turn through parts of the campus Lynx hadn’t even explored yet. But he was quiet all through. Enjoying the backside, especially of Nadia ass. She got the biggest and nicest ass he has seen in his two fucking lives.

Eventually, they arrived at a magnificent, high security zone the Year 4 Executive Wing.

They entered through grand double doors, stepping onto a sweeping spiral staircase.

Walking directly behind them on the staircase gave Lynx an even more unreal, uninhibited angle of their tight curves and bouncing bottoms.

He carefully marked every single details in his mind, his heterochromatic eyes glowing with quiet ambition. ’Yeah... I’m definitely going to fuck all four of these girls one day.’

Despite the intense visual temptation, Lynx maintained absolute, flawless control over his reactions, his posture remaining calm and composed. He was constantly suppressing his angry big cock.

Reaching the top floor, the four girls came to a halt outside a set of massive, elegant dark wood doors inlaid with shimmering golden runes.

Layla turned her sharp face slightly, gesturing with a simple nod for Lynx to open the door and step inside.

Looking at their emotionless, ice cold expressions, Lynx mentally joked to himself that if he didn’t know any better, he’d think they brought him to a private room to take turns riding him to death.

Well... honestly speaking which girl wouldn’t? He was unfairly handsome, after all. His charm is Transcendental.

Grabbing the brass handle, Lynx pushed the heavy double doors open and stepped inside.

The room was jaw dropping.

Unimpressive and compact from the hallway outside, the interior opened up into a massive, luxurious sanctuary.

High vaulted ceilings were lined with sparkling crystal chandeliers, deep purple velvet carpets covered the floor, and massive glass windows overlooked the entire academy grounds.

The four girls stepped in behind him, and the heavy doors clicked shut with a solid, echoing thud.

At the far end of the grand room, behind a massive carved oak desk, a high backed executive chair sat facing completely backward toward the windows.

Slowly, smoothly, the chair rotated around.

Lynx’s eyes locked onto the figure sitting there, and for a rare moment, he was genuinely stunned.

Yet another fucking ridiculously beautiful girl.

In fact, she was easily among the most breathtaking women he had seen in this entire academy or empire... whether online or offline.

If not the undisputed number one.

She was holding a delicate porcelain cup of warm coffee or tea or whatever the hell she was sipping up to her soft, pink lips, taking a slow, elegant sip.

Cascading down her shoulders was long, silky purple hair that shone like polished amethyst.

Long, dark eyelashes fluttered slowly over mesmerizing purple eyes, and her face was a masterpiece of aristocratic perfection.

Unlike the standard dark blue uniforms worn by the rest of the student body, or Lynx’s custom black attire, her uniform was a brilliant, immaculate gold.

Her chest was extraordinarily full... matching, if not surpassing, Ava’s or Layla impressive bust... and her incredible, tight curves were accentuated perfectly as she sat gracefully in her chair like a true sovereign ruler.

A glowing system window flashed directly across Lynx’s vision automatically.

[ELEANOR HALEBORN]

[QUEEN OF AETHER BLESSED ACADEMY]

Eleanor slowly lowered her porcelain cup, resting it on its saucer, while her striking purple eyes locked directly onto Lynx’s heterochromatic blue and silver gaze.

”Hello, Lynx.”