Saga of Atlantis

Chapter 95  The Dumb, The Brightest

"Why did he call me 01?"

As I moved through the dimly lit corridor of the academy, I mumbled to myself. My footsteps echoed in the unsettling quietness.

It had been around four hours since the ending of the entrance ceremony, and well, the conclusion wasn't very good, with six deaths and two injuried.

Before arriving inside the auditorium, Warja had already killed five guards, and adding the president, it became six. The two injured were Cassia and Aron.

But what still lingered in my mind were Warja's words. "Experiment number 01" was what he called me, and I still didn't understand why.

"And why did he reveal the origin of her bloodline?"

I mumbled as I thought about his words. In the game, Angelina awakened her bloodline just after I died, and until the end, nobody knew the origin of Angelina's bloodline. Even I didn't expect that it was related to the Human God.

"A potent bloodline that made gods envy him."

That was the line I remembered from the book I read years ago. Remembering her bloodline ability from the game, it does sound like something related to that description.

"But that is until she is alive to awaken it."

I thought as I took a turn, and the smell of medicine assaulted my nostrils.

The Dark Church, the Noble faction, the Imperial faction, and a traitor in her family—all of them would be after her. Some will try to kill her, while others will try to acquire her.

Given how many enemies the Human God had made for himself, counting a few lesser dragons and a few more churches in her list of enemies would not be wrong.

"What a troublesome woman."

I sighed as I arrived in front of a door with the sign of the nursery written on it. Gently opening the door, I moved inside, finding the people I was looking for.

"Want me to sign on your leg?" I said it with a smile, bringing everyone's attention towards me.

I arrived in front of a girl who was lying on the bed, back first, with her arm and leg both heavily bandaged and plastered.

Beside her sat a gray-haired beauty.

On the bed beside her was a boy with red hair, his stomach fully bandaged as he struggled to even move. Right beside him were Berg and Nora.

"Eden," Cassia mumbled as she looked at me while Emily stood up from her seat.

"How are you two doing?" I asked, looking at both of them.

"Barely alive."

"Fine."

Cassia and Aron replied at the same time, and I smiled at them.

"Bro, what were you thinking when you placed the knife at the princess's throat?" Berg asked out loud as I took the seat beside Cassia.

"I was trying to save her." I rebuked his words, clearly annoyed by his question.

I made a mistake right there. It would have been better to save Angelina after she was about to be kidnapped, but I made a blunder after Warja was about to kill Cassia.

"Anyway, why are they not using healing potions?" I asked, looking around.

"The nurse told me her that she needed the highest quality of healing potions to make her bones fix without any problems in the long term, or she should let them heal naturally," Emily replied.

"You don't have that healing potion?" I asked, looking at Cassia.

"No, I didn't bring any." She replied.

"Hmm." With that, I sat beside her for a while, and the whole place became silent with the ticking sound of the clock running in the background.

"You lost your mind there, Cassia." After a while, I said seriously as I looked at the girl, "you could have died."

"You don't know what he did to my fam–" she replied coldly, but I interrupted her.

"But that doesn't change the fact you almost got yourself killed."

And with seriousness, I added, "Until you have enough strength to kill him, don't think about revenge."

"Don't. lecture. me."

"I am not; all I am doing is giving some advice."

Saying so, I took out a bottle of healing potion from my inner pocket and placed it beside her.

"Drink it; it's the highest level of potion that will heal you in a few minutes," I said as I stood up.

"I don't need your help," she replied as she tried to pick it up to return with her movable arm.

"I am lending it to you," I replied as I arrived in front of Aron. "Surely the granddaughter of the Sword King will return the favor."

"Here, one for you, bro," I said with a smile, taking out another potion and placing it in Aron's hand.

"Thanks, man," he replied as he took the potion, and I started to move towards the door.

"Get well soon," I said with a smile as I watched Aron drink the potion while Cassia was holding it tightly, her eyes never leaving me.

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As soon as the door closed beside me, the smile on my face turned into a grin as I desperately tried not to let out an evil laugh. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

'Naive idiots.'

Is what I will call them. If someone is given something that is worth thousands of gold coins, it's either because they are filthy rich, are stupid, or they are up to something.

Taking out a small vial of liquid from my inventory, I observed it with a grin as I moved back towards the open.

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Potion Of Virility Vexation

Description: The Potion of Virility Vexation is a concoction designed to afflict any man with erectile dysfunction.

The potion also suppresses the lust within the body of the individual.

Crafted with a blend of enchanted herbs, elusive mushrooms, and a pinch of pixie dust with dragon bone dust, the potion's effects can last for up to a year.

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"Though its effects are temporary, I can work with it," I mumbled, suppressing my grin as I placed it back in the inventory.

It's an item that wasn't mentioned in the game, but I found it when I was traveling around the world. If things go the way I want them to, Aron is going to suffer a lot because of it.

As I moved upward with the stairs of the building, I glanced towards the entrance of the academy from the third floor, where a long line of parents had already formed to get information about the well-being of their children.

"Hah."

I sighed as I started to move up again. In the following years, many of them would understand that even being in the same academy as the hero is like having a dance with death itself.

With two more floors up, I arrived at the terrace of the building, and with one swift movement, I kicked open the door.

"Hah!" the girl yelled a little, who was standing on the other side of the door, as she looked at me with surprise.

Her light brown hair was open and touched her waist. Her brown eyes and brows were close to perfection. She had taken off her academic blazer, giving me the first clear look at her breast.

'Damn, they are huge,' I thought, my gaze fixed on them. They were as round as they could be, and they looked as soft as cotton. If I had to take a guess, it should be around 36C, if not bigger.

"Ahem," Aeloria fake coughed a little, bringing me back to reality as I was staring a little too long.

"Ahem," I also coughed a little, feeling awkward about the situation. Damn this stupid teenage body and its hormones.

"So, how is she?" I asked as I moved towards the end of the terrace, having a clear view of the academy.

"Angelina? She is fine for now," she replied as she came closer towards me.

"Thank you for saving her," she said as she arrived beside me, and I just looked at her for a while.

"You know, Aeloria," I said, moving closer, "when I was a child, no more than 9 years old. It was summertime when I met someone, a little kid who was helping some other poor people at that time."

"And why are you telling me that?" she asked, looking at me without flinching.

Ignoring her, I continued,

"The girl I remembered was dumb, with some brain damage. When I asked her why she was helping others, she replied that helping others is the best thing one can do."

"Again, why are you telling me that?"

"And then there is this girl that I recently got to know about who is the smartest, with one of the brightest brains, and who helps people because it's beneficial for her."

"Do you know?" I said, looking at her. "These two girls that I am talking about are the same person."

She became quiet as her eyes turned cold, readying herself to attack me.

"So, let me ask you this once," I said, my face right in front of her. "Who really are you, the dumb or the brightest?"