Chapter 36: Tournament
A while back, he thought of how to get back at Ethan, but seeing him here gave him an idea.
"Rebecca helped me heal."
"And she said that she needed my help with something. She told me that your three inches weren't doing any good for her. I was returning the favor. That's all."
Ethan's face reddened with anger, and he stomped his feet, walking into the room. He saw Rebecca moaning in pleasure. He was calling him a little, and he didn't realize that it was his girlfriend who said that.
"Rebecca, what the fuck are you doing?" he shouted.
"Can't… you see? This is… what real sex… looks like. This is how a man fucks... his woman?" Even while talking to him, they didn't stop their act, seemingly, Rebecca too joined in with Jaegar.
"ARrghhh!" Her cunt exploded and drenched his cock in her liquids as she twisted and convulsed in pleasure.
With a few more strokes, Jaegar jerked his cock out and jizzed on her pussy.
"You fucking piece of a..." Ethan rushed to hit Jaegar.
But Jaegar was fast to react and caught his hand. Moving Ethan's hand to the side, he pulled back his hand, made a fist, and then threw it at him as hard as he could.
His punch landed on Ethan's jaw, and then teeth came out of his mouth, making him stumble back. He caught his jaw, feeling the excruciating pain from it.
Jaegar didn't leave his hand yet, as he threw one more at his abdomen. This sent him crashing onto the wall, and his butt hit the floor.
His face became purple from the blow as blood dripped from his mouth.
They both dressed themselves.
Jaegar walked to Ethan and said, "You can come to me any time, I'll be waiting."
He turned to Rebecca and said, "I'm leaving. You know where to find me."
Then he walked down the stairs and left the house, walking back to his dorm room.
*
The soccer tournament at the academy had finally arrived, and it was conducted in a grand manner.
The Student Council President, Veronica, had done an incredible job organizing the event, and the whole academy was buzzing with excitement.
The tournament was held in a magical stadium conjured up by skilled wizards, complete with a large screen displaying the ongoing matches.
The soccer field was adorned with colorful banners and flags representing each team participating in the tournament. The sound of cheering and laughter filled the air as students eagerly gathered around to support their group's teams.
The matches went on smoothly without any disturbance, and as the days passed, the teams competed fiercely to reach the finals.
Ultimately, the final match was set between the reigning champions, the Lionallores, and the promising team of the Dracanores.
The stadium buzzed with energy for the highly anticipated final match.
The tension in the air was palpable as students gathered in the stadium to witness the showdown.
Both teams had displayed exceptional skills throughout the tournament, making the final match highly anticipated. The stadium was filled to capacity, with spectators on the edge of their seats, eager to see who would emerge as the ultimate victor.
As the two teams stepped onto the grand soccer field, all eyes were on the star player, Lorcan, who exuded an aura of confidence and skill. Ethan and the rest of the players from Lionallores followed, creating an air of anticipation and excitement.
Then came Dracanores, with Jaegar among them, ready to take on the challenge.
Ethan, who was part of the Lionallores team, couldn't take his eyes off Jaegar, who was a key player on the Dracanores team.
Ever since the earlier incident between them, Ethan has harbored a burning rage towards Jaegar. The tournament had kept him from getting his revenge, but now, with the final match at hand, he saw it as an opportunity to settle the score.
The match commenced, and as expected, Lorcan's prowess on the field overwhelmed everyone. He swiftly scored the first goal, leaving Dracanores trailing behind.
Jaegar, positioned as a midfielder, was assisting Parker, their team's talented striker. But despite Parker's efforts, he couldn't get hold of the ball once it landed in front of Lorcan. Jaegar was instructed not to intervene, leaving him eager to find a way to turn the game around.
As the first half concluded, Lionallores led with one goal, and Dracanores had yet to put a point on the board. The team's spirits were low, and it seemed as if victory was slipping away. Lionallores showcased remarkable team unity and coordination, which put them ahead.
Watching the game from the stands, Veronica and her council members were seated.
"It seems like Parker had gotten himself a sidekick but still couldn't go against Lorcan," said a girl sitting beside her.
"The game still hasn't been completed yet. Keep your eyes on the field," she said in a stern voice, making the other girl silent.
In the audience, Pierre and Jennifer sat together.
"That Parker talked so big that he would make Jaegar the striker, and now see. He is making him run behind him." Pierre scoffed.
"They didn't even give him a chance to play in the first game," said Jennifer.
Pierre said, creasing his brows, "I'm sure Parker must have thought that if he made Jaegar a striker, then his fame would drop to zero."
"I think now they took him for this game because they were up against Lionallores."
"Pathetic."
"Calm down, Pierre." Jennifer said to him, feeling his emotions.
However, as the second half began, Jaegar decided to take matters into his own hands. He shifted to an offensive position, determined to challenge Lorcan directly.
As the game resumed, Jaegar managed to gain control of the ball and set his sights on the opposing goalpost.
Parkar was near the goal area and shouted for Jaegar to pass the ball for him. Jaegar noticed him and kicked the ball to him, sending it quickly to him. Parkar skillfully received the pass and swiftly maneuvered past the defenders, closing in on the goal. With a powerful strike, he sent the ball soaring towards the top corner of the net.
The crowd erupted in cheers as the ball found its mark, securing a crucial goal for their team.
Pierre shouted, "See, did you see?"
Jennifer said with all smiles, clapping, "At least they scored a goal."