Saga of Atlantis

Chapter 162: Back again.

"Fifteen years ago, the kingdom of Sunfra, known for its beautiful land and the full support of one of the ancient families, was enveloped in darkness when a clash between two individuals broke out," Sophia’s voice echoed in the classroom as she took her history classes.

At the very last seat, I sat there, trying my best to suppress my yawn.

"One of them was an unknown man, and the other was from the ancient Thorja family—One of the heirs that was competing for head position."

"Oye," I elbowed the girl sitting beside me, calling her attention.

"What?" Fatima asked, looking at me, while Emily, who was sitting beside her, also glanced over.

"Wake me up after this is over," I replied as I placed my head on the desk, closing my eyes.

"Come on, Eden," Fatima whispered, nudging me gently. "You can’t fall asleep in class again."

"Nobody cares," I grumbled in response, shifting in my seat but making no attempt to open my eyes.

"You’ve been sleeping since the first class," she whispered again, elbowing my side. "Seriously, why do you even come to school? you are sleeping in the class even after a week’s holiday."

I gently opened my eyes, and for a fleeting moment, they met with Emily’s before she quickly averted her gaze away from me.

"On the single day, ten percent of the Sunfra kingdom was destroyed, and that place is still like that even after all these years," Sophia’s voice continued in the background as I once again closed my eyes.

’Edda.’

[Yes?]

’You are recording everything, right?’

[Yes]

’Good, I can top the exams without studying. What else does a student want from his life?’

[But—]

’Yeah, I know it’s wrong, but again, it’s wrong if people know about it.’

[At least try to be more attentive in class.]

’Again, who fucking cares?’

"....And that’s what happened; that’s how the war between the ancient families started," Sophia finished her words. I blinked a few times, trying to shake off the drowsiness that clouded my mind as I sat straight.

Ringgg!!!

"Well, that’s it for today," Sophia announced, her voice drawing my attention again. "Eden Morton, you lost ten academic points for not paying attention in class."

[Looks like someone cares.]

’.....’

Well, my academic points are in the minus, so it’s not like it’s hurting me.

’....’

"Hey, have you seen Nora?" He asked, and I nodded before pointing towards Aron’s group.

"Let me call her over here," he said to me before running off towards Nora.

"I am ordering four plates for us," I said as I walked towards the counter.

"Wait, why four?" Emily asked, grabbing my wrist.

"She isn’t coming," I replied with a slight smile, removing her hand before heading to the counter.

True to my words, when I returned to the table where Emily and Fatima were sitting, Breg still hadn’t come back.

"So... How is your fiancée?" I asked Fatima, trying to make conversation as we waited for our food.

"Better than yours, Eden," she replied with a wide smile.

"..."

I shouldn’t have asked that.

"Anyway... Guys, don’t you think we should do something about them?" Emily asked, glancing towards Breg and Nora, who were whispering among themselves, almost as if arguing.

"Let them be," I replied, quickly changing the topic. "Anyway, have you guys decided which academic organization you’re going to join?"

"Not sure about that," Fatima replied, shaking her head, prompting me to look at Emily.

"I’m not sure... What about you?" Emily asked.

"I will stick with the disciplinary committee," I replied, scanning the cafeteria.

"Because of?" Fatima asked, playfully smiling at me. "Let me guess, because of a girl, right?"

I chuckled in reply as Breg silently walked back towards us and took his seat.

"So, mister boyfriend," Fatima teased, seizing the opportunity, "why can’t I see miss girlfriend with you?"

Breg looked up, meeting her gaze before he ignored her again and turned to me.

"Bro," he said, glancing at Fatima, "what’s her name again?"

"Pfft, cough... cough," I quickly tried to hide my laugh with a cough as I noticed the dumbfounded look on Fatima’s face.

"Fatima," Emily replied instead of me, as I trembled softly, trying my best not to laugh out loud.

"Yeah, Miss Fatima," Breg looked back at her, smiling slightly. "She has friends, and she wants to spend time with them, that’s all."

I patted his shoulders a few times as he sat down with a hunched back.

Bang.

But of course, how could we have a peaceful time in this place?

I glanced back as I heard a loud voice, sensing a fight about to break out in the cafeteria.