Saga of Atlantis

Chapter 87  [Entrance Ceremony] Headmaster

"Come on, big sis Sophia, don\'t act like you don\'t know me." Frustration was evident in my voice, having had enough of her demeanor.

"It\'s Teacher Sophia for you, and don\'t act like you know me," she coldly replied, as if she didn\'t care about me.

"Hah!"

I sighed, shifting my focus towards the office in front of me.

Her behavior is understandable. I, or, to be more precise, Eden, before I arrived in his body, had royally fucked up every friendship and relationship he had, and she was one of the few people who was really close to me in my childhood, one of the few who tried to help me when I became a drug addict.

*Knock, knock.*

"Come in."

I firmly knocked on the door, and a voice granted permission to enter, which I promptly did.

I immediately squinted as I adjusted my eyes to the bright room.

The entire space was adorned with white marble, reflecting the light within the room.

In the center stood a large desk on which different documents were placed, with a spherical orb placed on the right end of the desk with a bell, and behind it sat the headmaster of the academy \'Alexander Ervan\'.

"Eden Morton, please have a seat," he said, his piercing obsidian eyes locked with mine as he gestured for me to sit.

"Why not?" I replied with a nod, taking the seat opposite his.

"So, Mr. Morton," he began before pausing, a frown forming on his wrinkled face. "Is Morton still your surname?"

"I was disowned," I replied, showing no sign of being bothered by his taunt. "They didn\'t strip my family name, so yes, it is still my surname."

"So, Mr. Morton, why are you here?" He asked curiously, his gaze lingering on me.

"Why else would someone come to an academy?" I countered with a question instead of giving a direct answer.

"Well, in the past, some nobles did come here just to harass commoner girls, so—" I interrupted before he could finish his words.

"I am here to study," I lied with a straight face.

"You do know you are famous for something else," he said, tapping his fingers on the desk.

"Yeah, I know, for attempting to rape the princess," I replied with a nod. "But they are just rumors."

"There isn\'t smoke without a fire, Eden," he replied, smiling a little. What the fuck is he finding funny here?

"They are just baseless rumors," I replied, keeping my cool.

"But there is also a slight chance that it\'s true," he replied, leaning back in his chair. "And I don\'t want anyone like you here who will harass my students."

"Listen here, old man," I replied, leaning forward. "Look at my face. Do you think I need to harass anyone?"

Smirking, I continued, "If anything, I need a smile for them to fall for me."

"And that\'s what I am worried about, Mr. Morton," he replied, as if he were waiting for my words. "I don\'t want anyone like you inside my academy."

With both of us looking at each other in silence, neither of us wanted to step back.

With a sigh, I extended my hand toward the orb placed on the desk.

"What are you doing?" he asked in confusion, but he didn\'t stop me.

"Giving you a reason to accept me," I replied, holding the orb in my hands.

"If you think that your high level of talent is enough, you can\'t be any more wrong," he replied, but I didn\'t bother to reply. Instead, I focused my attention on the orb.

With a deep breath, I let a tiny bit of my mana toward the orb.

Just a second later, it glowed in multicolor, but that wasn\'t what I was trying to show him.

I let out even more mana, and just like that, the orb started to crumble, with large cracks appearing on the surface until it was entirely cracked in half.

I placed the broken orb back on the desk and looked at his reaction. His face was full of astonishment, while a smile was threatening to appear on his face.

This is the problem with this old geezer; more than anything, he likes talented people. What I have shown him is something that was only heard in ancient books.

"That was brand new," he said after a few seconds.

"..."

"..."

"I am not paying for that," I replied.

"No! Not that brat!" He barked before he got silent again for a while until he said, "So you have a perfect body."

"Yep!" I have more than a perfect body, but I just nodded my head.

Both \'Apex Chad Body\' and a \'prefect body\' have some similar functions, and I just showed him one of them.

"Someone who can break the mortal limit," he mumbled as he sighed, leaning back on the chair and closing his eyes.

"Sigh." With a defeated sigh, he rang the bell placed on the desk, and the door opened, revealing Sophia. Was she waiting outside to see me get thrown out?

"He will be in your class, Sophia," the headmaster said, looking at her.

"But―" she tried to argue but was quickly interrupted.

"I know what I am doing, Sophia; do not doubt my decision," he said strictly, which was enough to stop her.

"Yes, headmaster," she replied, and I stood up, looking towards her.

"I will be in your care, Teacher Sophia~," I said with a little bow, and, oh boy, the face she made after that

She would have really smacked my face if we were not in the presence of the headmaster.

"Get out; I need to talk with the headmaster," she said after she calmed down a little.

"Yes~," I replied, trying my best not to smile as I moved out of the class.

Closing the door behind me, I started to move outside the central building.

The reason that I showed him a glimpse of my talent without any thoughts was because I knew he wouldn\'t tell anyone about it, even if his reputation took damage because he was allowing me to study here.

And even if he tells anyone, I can handle the consequences because I know what can happen if my physique goes public.

Plus Later this week, the hero will also reveal that he possesses the perfect body, drawing all attention to him.

"Wait a damn minute."

As I was happily moving towards the first-year building, something clicked within me. That bastard said that I was in Sophia\'s class.

"Fuck!!"

That\'s the same class where the princess is studying.

"Fuck! Fuck!"

I cursed as I moved forward. In the game, I was in a different class than Angelina, and in every period interval, I would go to her class, and that was the reason for the conflict between me and the hero. Nôv(el)B\\\\jnn

That fucker acted like a knight in shining armor, blocking me in every attempt to get close to her.

What\'s worse is that Angelina is the head of the class, making everyone in the class follow her lead in every academic event.

"Fuck that old geezer!" I am pretty sure he did this on purpose. Most probably, he wanted to see how she would react to all this.

"Hey, man!" Just as I was cursing the old man\'s ancestors, a loud voice brought me back to reality.

I looked back, only to find five people coming my way.

I recognized three of them immediately as I saw them in the morning: Emily, Aron, and Cassia, with two more students with them.

Aron\'s blazer was totally damaged as he placed it on his hands while Cassia was helping him not stumble down, and Emily was just behind them as she looked at Aron with..... disgust?

\'The fuck happened after I was gone?\', I thought before shifting my focus towards the boy in front.

"Thank God we found someone," the black-haired boy said as he arrived in front of me. "Can you please tell us where the class for the first-year students is?"

"Sure, follow me," I replied as I started to move forward, and they followed me.

I looked back curiously towards them—three girls and two boys.

One boy was energetic, while the other was shivering.

"What\'s up with him?" I asked, concerned, looking at Aron, the hero of the first game, as if I wasn\'t the reason for his condition.

"He isn\'t feeling good," the black-haired boy replied. "By the way, my name\'s Berg."

\'Berg?\' As soon as I heard his name, I remembered who he was.

Curiously, I looked towards the brunette-haired girl who had her hair tied in a high ponytail beside him, who was holding his hand.

If my guess is correct, she should be the sub-heroine.

"That\'s a nice name," I replied with a slight smile.

This dude is the hero\'s best friend and the person that the hero NTR\'ed.