Saga of Atlantis

Chapter 110: [Activity Club] Lunar Vollyball Club 2

"Well, well, if it isn’t ’The Fallen Genius,’ quite the reflex you got there."

A smirking figure looked at me with a demeanor that exuded both arrogance and a desire for attention.

He wore the academic uniform of a third-year student.

His voice resonated throughout the auditorium, making the cheering of the students come to a halt.

"Let’s go." Spinning the volleyball on my index finger, I said to Berg, ignoring the guy.

"Who is he?" Berg asked as we both moved towards the crowded registration booth.

"Just a random dog," I replied, shrugging my shoulders.

But as the whole auditorium was silent, my voice echoed throughout the area.

"But he looks just like a human," Berg replied, adding salt to the insult.

Good job, boy.

"Eden! Come down here right now!" The guy on the court roared in anger.

"Ignore him," I said to Berg as he tried to reply to him.

"We would like to join the club," I said to the person present inside the booth as the crowd made way for me.

"Y-yes, sir, I w-will register you for the next selection game," he replied, trying to keep himself composed.

"P-please go on towards the main court," he continued, handing us two forms.

I turned back as I moved towards the main volleyball court in the middle of the auditorium, with Berg following just behind me.

As we moved towards the court from the back of the auditorium, Grace also arrived, talking with someone.

Another woman with long, dark caramel-colored hair caught my attention.

Her sharp, dark black eyes turned towards us, and as she looked at me, a conflicted smile appeared on her face.

"We are having more students than we anticipated," she said as she looked around the crowd. "Well, I am the teacher responsible for this activity club."

"The class teacher of the first-year Cerium class, my name is Geilna Strom," she introduced herself as the students who wanted to participate formed a circle around her.

She is also the class teacher where Grace and my siblings are studying.

"Raoul, your joiners need your help." She called out for someone, and a third-year man started to move towards us. It didn’t take long for him to arrive in front of us—the same one who tried to attack me.

"Yes, professor?" he asked as he looked towards Geilna.

"Help these students wear the safety equipment and make someone from the third year be the referee," she replied.

"Yes," he replied, turning towards us, his eyes meeting mine.

"Hello, motherfucker," I said with a smile, waving my hand.

His face immediately flushed with anger that he desperately tried to control.

Raoul Nightshade was the heir of the Nightshade dukedom and one of the few people I knew from my childhood—someone with whom I always had a beef.

Well, I have beef with every Duke heir, so that’s nothing new.

Moreover, I was pretty close with his sister, so I always saw him in my childhood.

He brought us to the side of the court, where quite a few pieces of safety equipment were present, which he helped the students wear.

"I can do it myself," I said to him as he brought the equipment toward me.

"Should we, Eden?"

’ohh..boy you are going to make everyone go against me, huh?.’

I thought, looking at her mischievous smile.

If I say no, right now I will be embracing myself in front of the whole audience.

And if I say yes, I will embrace myself after miserably losing after boasting that I could defeat them easily.

No one’s even gonna doubt that I said those words, as she is known throughout the academy for being an upright and just person.

She seriously wants to embrace me in front of the whole academy.

No, she wants me to make a joke of myself in front of Grace.

The more I think about it, the more my smile turns into a grin.

She has a good plan, and I have to give it to her.

"Sure, let’s do it," I replied with a smirk, playing along with her plan.

"Great!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands again. "We will have an exhibition match between Eden and Raoul’s team.

"This will be an interesting showdown, everyone! Get ready for some exciting action!"

The crowd erupted in cheers, completely unaware that I had just been set up for a potential embarrassment.

"Hey, bro, what’s up with the sudden challenge?" Breg asked me as soon as Geilna moved away.

"Don’t mind that; focus on your match later," I replied, tapping his shoulder. "Because this one is going to be a short one."

I moved towards the other side of the net, waiting for them to get ready.

"Are you sure you want to do it?" Grace asked as she arrived beside me.

"Have a little faith in me, will ya?" I replied, smiling.

"Don’t lose," she said before turning back, leaving me alone again.

A referee arrived at the side of the net, and Raoul’s team also gathered on the other side of the court.

"You’ve grown too cocky, haven’t you?" Raoul barked, glaring at me.

"You know, Raoul, I met Evelyn just a few hours ago," I said, and with the mere mention of his sister, his face twisted with an uncomfortable expression.

"She is as beautiful and sweet as you are an arrogant prick."

"You! Bastra—"

"The match will begin now. All move to your positions," the referee interrupted.

"The rules are simple:

Physical contact with the ball is not allowed.

The use of mana to attack the opposite party and the ball is allowed, but do not seriously injure the opposite team member.

When the runes start to glow, the gravity within the court will become zero; beware of that.

The game ends when one team has 21 or 25 points, with one match consisting of three sets, and the winning team takes two out of three."

"NOW!"

"THE LUNAR VOLLEYBALL GAME BEGINS!"