The Rebirth Of The Hero’S Party’S Archmage [EN]: Chapter 93

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“One team can only score three times per round. If you try to touch the ball more than four times, it’s a foul and you lose the point.”

As Owen explained, Melanie of Rohinum skillfully received Illyn’s serve on the court.

Then, Hubert, waiting at the center of the net, sent the unstable ball in a sharp trajectory to the giant beside him.

“He sets the ball strangely.”

“Hubert is a setter [a player who specializes in setting the ball for an attacker].”

“Setter?”

“It’s the position that sets up the spiker to spike. It’s called a setter because they set up the play.”

And the giant, who had leaped high into the air, slammed the ball down fiercely… the next moment, with a sharp sonic boom, the ball plummeted.

Incredibly fast and light.

But Logan, with incredible speed, dove and saved that ball! Watching with Bel Cidear, the rules of the game became even clearer.

“Professor, you don’t present a separate mathematical formula when receiving, do you?”

“Damn it, Lane! I understand the desire to feed shit to the poor monkey who will trust you, the devil, as a teammate, but we still have to win the game!”

“!!!”

“What good does it do to give the team the ball like that? It would be good if it was to show off your cruel personality!”

Owen’s linguistic skills were truly fascinating. I sincerely wanted to know where he learned them. Is it part of the Chaihark School’s successor education?

“So, if you rush the receive and the ball goes over the net, it becomes a chance ball [an easy opportunity to attack].”

“I think I understand. It’s a ball that doesn’t require solving a mathematical formula. You get a free attack?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Since the position names in magic volleyball were quite simple and clear, it didn’t take even a minute to learn the other important positions.

ㆍWing-Spiker.

The position that spikes from both wings of the net.

ㆍMiddle-Blocker.

The position that blocks from the center of the net.

ㆍHard-Receiver.

The position that doesn’t participate in the attack and focuses solely on receiving in the back row. Mostly, middle blockers are replaced by them when they are in the back row.

I see.

The minimum number of players is six, and you need seven to operate a hard receiver.

“Judging by that smug smile, you think you can beat Griffin Valor with just knowing one rule?”

“Can’t I?”

“There’s a saying in magic volleyball.”

Owen raised two fingers.

Three months to learn the basics of magic volleyball, three years for the entire team to become one.

“And the third-year morons from Griffin Valor are perfectly trained according to that saying. Professor Elin trained them that way!”

Owen’s words were true.

In the long power struggle between the nobles and the university factions, talent has always been distributed unevenly.

Just as the disciples of the factions are strong in the first year, while the nobles dominate the third year.

“And this imbalance of talent is directly applied to magic volleyball, and currently, no team in Delaiten can stop Griffin Valor.”

The Lionheart disciples bit their lips as if they were upset by the list of realities that were even more miserable because they couldn’t be refuted.

“But how are you, a monkey who has just learned the basic theory, going to beat them? You don’t even have a team yet?”

“……!”

“Tell me comfortably, you piece of shit.”

As Lane seriously stroked his chin and pondered, Hubert snorted.

There’s no way.

The opponent is Griffin Valor.

But after a while, when Lane raised his head and smiled, there was no hesitation or despair on his face.

“It’s hard to give you an answer right now.”

“That’s absurd! You can just confess that you’re screwed! Even the dog passing by knows that!”

“I think I’m screwed, but that doesn’t mean there’s no answer at all, right? Like any math problem.”

“What kind of dogshit is that?”

“You know, Professor. That any problem can always find the right answer is the lesson that mathematics gives us in life.”

For a moment, Owen’s eyes widened, and then his mouth twisted and he burst into a huge laugh.

“Ha, ha, mwahahahaha!”

The disciples of the school could only stare at each other blankly at the laughter that echoed through the gymnasium.

‘Professor…….’

‘Is he really laughing……?’

‘He only laughs when he’s teasing people…….’

How long did he laugh like that?

After a long time, Owen wiped the smile off his face and pointed his index finger at Lane’s forehead with a ferocious expression.

“You are the first person in my 32 years to make me happy in such a short time, Lane Ludwig. I respect you for that.”

“Thank you, Professor.”

“But don’t get any ideas. I will ask the seven gods to pray for your defeat from today for the crime of making me laugh, and I will not teach you magic volleyball, and I will sincerely laugh at you every time you do something stupid!”

Of course, the truth was elsewhere.

If Lionheart fully supports Lane Ludwig, Lane Ludwig’s future position will become unstable.

‘Lane Ludwig, this guy makes friends widely regardless of nobles and commoners, but his roots are ultimately noble…….’

In order to solidify the foundation for the future, he should not be caught up in strange rumors from the beginning.

Therefore, as the leader of the Eight Great Factions, Owen thought it was better to draw a line right now. For the future of this genius.

And even if he helped, except for Logan and Nora, the Lionheart students who had antipathy towards the nobles would not sincerely help.

“It’s okay, Professor. You’ve already taught me enough.”

Then Owen let out a short laugh and held out his big hand for a handshake.

“I sincerely hope that you, who are slightly better than these morons, will be destroyed like a dog.”

Grasping his hand and smiling back, Lane confidently replied.

“I will do my best not to meet your expectations.”

* * *

“What did you just say?”

Elin Ludwig, who was directing the training of the noble students, frowned and glanced back.

The third-year students, including Maya Snark, who had left their seats because of the executive committee, had returned sooner than expected.

In addition, Sandra Keppel, a member of the student council and a member of the Magic House.

“I said I think we should schedule a match, Professor. A club disbandment match.”

“What kind of club disbandment match?”

“Young Master Lane withdrew from the student council, saying he would disband our Griffin Valor.”

Elin, who did not know the whole story, felt her mind go blank for a moment.

Club disbandment match?

By Lane Ludwig?

Withdrawal from the student council?

Since three shocking facts were listed, the brain of an ordinary person would have stopped for a few minutes.

“Hey, what’s going on? What kind of accident did my pathetic nephew cause again? Withdrawal from the student council? And disbanding the royal club, Griffin Valor?”

No third-year student could answer that confidently. It was because Lane had responded confidently to their cowardly trick.

“Aren’t you going to tell me?”

So, Rowenbelt, a small male student with a swaggering impression, put his hands behind his head and acted nonchalantly.

“I think you should ask the Young Master directly, Professor. By the way, what should we do?”

“What do you mean, what should we do?”

“I think we need to control our strength so as not to embarrass the Young Master, but I don’t know how much is appropriate.”

Suppressed laughter flowed from among the second and third graders.

“If we show too much mercy, the status of our Griffin Valor will─”

“─Are these guys kidding me right now.”

Then, murderous intent flashed in Elin’s eyes as she glared at Rowenbelt.

“Who is showing mercy to whom? I can’t believe it.”

Perhaps because her eyes were burning red due to the potential of Bel Cidear, an unidentified sense of oppression pressed down on the second and third graders, making their hair stand on end.

“That guy is my nephew. Unlike you guys, he is one of the few geniuses recognized by this genius professor Elin Ludwig.”

Is it just Elin Ludwig?

Isn’t he a genius among geniuses who is recognized even by Scalzi Ludwig, the pinnacle of the old generation, and Madelia, the pinnacle of the current generation?

“What do you mean by showing mercy? You guys better do it right if you don’t want to be embarrassed. Know that your training time will be doubled from now on.”

“……!”

“What are you doing! Go change your clothes quickly!”

* * *

As I left the gymnasium, even the twilight had faded, and only the dim light mixed with the bright moonlight covered the campus.

“Do you now know that what the Young Master has done is not a joke?”

Logan, who came out to see me off, said in a worried tone.

“I don’t like the noble seniors like Maya and Rowenbelt, but their skills are definitely certain.”

“I guess so.”

“I’m not doubting the Young Master’s skills… but volleyball is a game played by six people, and you can’t win just because you’re good alone.”

At Logan’s serious voice, Lane whistled and turned around.

“You sometimes say cool things too?”

“Who do you think I am? I am Logan, the last hope of Chaihark!”

Logan proudly declared, pounding his wide chest with his fist. Nora smiled as she watched from the side.

“What Logan wants to say is that all five of the other team members must be talented from the beginning.”

That’s definitely true.

Let’s narrow down the candidates.

The guys with the magical skills and volleyball experience to stand up against the Ten Great Houses… huh, there’s only one group like that, right?

‘The disciples of the Eight Great Factions…!’

But Owen said he couldn’t help?

The problem has become a little more difficult, so I swallowed hard, and Logan stroked his chin as if he was in trouble.

“Still, if we can find four people from now on, wouldn’t it be okay? It will take at least a week to ten days for the game to be scheduled.”

“Four people?”

Did I say five wrong?

When I asked that, Logan tilted his head as if he was more puzzled.

“If you include me and the Young Master, there are two of us, so we only need to find four people, right? Are you perhaps thinking of getting a hard receiver or a pinch server too?”

“No, that’s not it… so, um, what, are you helping? You’re helping me?”

“Why are you so surprised? We are colleagues who explore the art of muscle together, it’s natural to help each other when we need it.”

The moment Logan smiled innocently, I was speechless for a moment because something welled up and warmed my heart.

– Rely on me as much as you want, Lynn. We’re colleagues.

I remembered hearing similar words from Rista 300 years ago. In the days when I was trying to solve everything alone…….

“You have to say it right, Logan. It’s not four people, it’s three.”

The unexpected reinforcements were not just Logan.

At Nora’s statement, who was smiling brightly, Logan could not hide his wariness, and Lane could not hide his doubts, and blinked his eyes.

As if answering that gaze, Nora explained the basis of her judgment with a sly smile.

“Only fun things happen when you follow the Young Master. That’s just why.”