Saga of Atlantis

Chapter 99  Steive Ironheart

"EDEN!" He shouted now, running towards me with a sword in his hands.

His actions drew the attention of everyone in the stadium, but that didn't seem to faze him as he continued running towards me.

He is the heir to the most powerful dukedom on Eve's continent—the Ironheart family of the south.

In this family, every child born is blessed with a body as strong as iron.

Throughout the history of this family, he has been proclaimed as the most genius individual ever born.

He has been promised to marry Princess Angelina since birth until I came into her life.

His name is Stevie Ironheart.

As I looked at him, many unpleasant memories flooded my mind.

The memories I had been trying to suppress since my memories merged with Eden's memories.

I never tried to reach those memories, nor did I bother to tell anyone about them—I just kept them in the corner of my mind.

My life after my mother fell into a coma was nothing but a nightmare that I really don't want to remember.

Every single day was filled with misery and pain.

What was worse than that were people like him—whom I thought were my friends, but when I was left with nothing, they showed their true colors.

They showed their worth.

This bitch is one of the guys whom I hated the most—this bastard who acted like a brother but was the first one to mock me for what happened to my life.

He was the first to start bullying me and encouraged others to do so.

The more I think about those memories, the more I feel something within me snapping.

"Hah!"

With a deep breath, I suppressed those memories again as I reached just within Stevie's range of attack.

Slowly, I picked up the dual-edge sword with its handle placed in the middle while taking a battle stance.

*Swish*

Before he could thrust his sword forward, a figure swiftly arrived between us.

Her dazzling blonde hair hovered in the air for a second before gently falling down.

The sudden intrusion forced Stevie to halt on his steps in front of her.

"Do not do anything reckless, Stevie. We are in the academy," Angelina said with a slight smile.Her words immediately worked as he placed his sword down.

"Fine, but just because you said it. Or I would have killed him for what he did to you," he said affectionately to her while sending a death glare at me in the end.

She smiled again, nodding hesitantly.

Then she turned toward me.

"..."

"..."

We both looked at each other without speaking until I couldn't take it anymore.

Ignoring her, I moved back towards the staff member who showed me this sword.

"I will take this sword."

"Sure, sir. Please just fill out this form," he said, passing the form towards me, which I filled out and took the blade with me.

"Don't you think Stevie is a better match for Princess Angelina?"

"Yes, even though she is engaged to the Darkoina continent's prince, she would be better with Stevie."

"At least he is better than this rapist."

As I moved forward, the murmurs of the students around me became evident.

But when I just looked at them, they stopped talking while running away from me.

"Pathetic idiots."

I quickly found a spot in the corner of the stadium where no one from the staff was present, and I sat down there, placing the sword between my legs.

Leaning back, I closed my eyes as I thought about the upcoming events.

'Hey, Edda, remind me when the Dark Church will contact Eden in the game,' I asked.

[On the third week since the start of the academy], she replied.

'So I have two weeks from now,' I thought, remembering some details from the game.

 In the game, Eden was given a choice by the Dark Church, a choice he was forced to take.It wasn't a hard choice.

One was to join them, and they would take an oath not to hunt down Angelina for her bloodline.

The second option was that he could go and be free, and they would not bother him, but they made a promise that they would ensure Angelina would be dead by the end of the first academic year.

Given their reputation, they were fully capable of doing it.

And like a fucking simp, Eden did what they wanted him to do; he joined them just to ensure Angelina would be safe.

"Why are you sitting alone?"

As I was thinking about upcoming events, a smoothing voice brought me back.

Opening my eyes, I looked at the girl. Her gray hair touched my face as she leaned in front of me.

"Did you find your weapon of choice?" I asked, closing my eyes again.

"Sadly no." Emily replied, taking a seat beside me. "I don't feel comfortable with any weapon.".

"Have you ever tried hand-to-hand combat?" I asked.

"No, why do you ask?"

"Just a guess, but maybe you could be good at it."

"Oh, come on, with my petite body, I can hardly punch anyone." She scoffed.

Opening my eyes, I looked at her mesmerizing gray eyes as I replied, "Don't doubt yourself like that; maybe one day people will call you something like 'Dawn Empress of Fist'."

We both looked at each other for a while before she replied,

"It's a cringe name."

"Ypp, it is."

'And you are going to be stuck with that name in the future.' I thought before I closed my eyes again.

"Where are the others?" I asked, as I didn't find anyone beside her.

"Breg and Nora are still finding their weapons, while Cassia and Aron have gone somewhere with that old teacher." She replied.

"Is that so?" I mumbled before going silent again.

"It's been a while, hasn't it, Eden?"

I opened my eyes again as I heard my name.

The one calling me out was a boy with a handsome face around my age. Given his attire and attitude, he must be a noble, but I couldn't care less about that.

"Look how much you have grown up; you aren't as pathetic as you were back then."

He said as he was scanning me from up to down.

"Who the fuck are you again?"

I asked just to irritate him.

"W-what? How could you forget? I am the son of Marquis Sn–"

"I remembered now, you are Stevie's dog, aren't you?" I replied, looking around.

and just as I expected, I noticed Stevie looking towards us with his group of lackeys.

And Angelina was also close to me. Her eyes kept glancing here while she talked with Aleoria.

"Y-you bastard! I am his frie–"

"Are you not his dog? But you always followed him around since I met you, Drake."

I know him; of course I do; after all, he is the one who always bullied me along with Stevie.

"You have a sharp tongue now!"

He replied while his face turned red.

"Yeah, I have," I replied, standing up while signaling for Emily to go away, who was enjoying the show from the sides.

"Now, go suck Stevie's dick or something; don't bother me."

I replied as I walked away.

"I heard you tried to rape the princess."

I halted my steps as I heard him, and looking back, I noticed a grin on his face.

"And?" I asked, placing my sword down as I walked closer to him.

"And I wish the same happened to your half-dead motharhhh–"

Before he could finish his words, I grabbed him by the neck, slamming him down on the floor.The ground below cracked by the force.

His words triggered a memory—a memory from my past life where humanity was nonexistent.

"Arghhh!"

He groaned in pain, but I didn't stop there, clenching my hand in a fist. I punched his face.

"Crack!"

His jaw bone cracked, hanging low on his face, but I didn't stop.

I punched again, breaking his cheek bones, and again and again and again until my hands were dyed in blood.

"E-eden! Stop y-you will k-kill him!"

I ignored the voice as I continued to completely disfigure his face.

"Stop it Eden or you will regret it!"

I halted my punch as I felt the coldness of a sharp object in my throat.

Looking up, I found Angelina with a short sword standing beside me.

Slowly, I stood up, but she still had her short sword at my throat.

Her expressions were firm as if she was ready to end me.

Extending my bloody hand, I firmly hold the hilt of the sword over her hand.

She trembled at my touch, but I ignored it as I slowly lowered her sword until it was right over my chest.

"Do... it...."

"W-what?"

"I....SAID....DO....IT"

Her expression crumbled in confusion, while her lips trembled.

She tried to lower the sword, but I held it tightly for her, making it prick my chest a little as crimson blood oozed out of it.

"Aren't you destined to do it anyway? So why don't you do it now?"

 "W-what do y-you m-mean?"

"ENOUGH!"n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om