It had been a while since she last visited. She had completely checked out of their training schedule.

“Captain, you’re here!”

“Vice Captain, Lemira’s back!”

As Lemira walked into the room, several heads turned. She spotted a few unfamiliar faces—likely new recruits who had joined recently.

Timothy’s eyes lit up when he saw her. “What brings you by today?”

Lemira felt a twinge of guilt. “Just checking in. Honestly, I’ve been a terrible captain lately; you’ve been carrying the whole team. How is training going?”

“It’s going great! Ever since we won the last tournament, we’ve recruited some fresh talent. The team’s overall stats are looking stronger than ever.”

Lemira nodded in approval. “Don’t cut corners on the budget. Make sure the starting roster gets their full monthly bonuses.”

The team dedicated an enormous amount of time to the game; they deserved to be compensated properly.

Timothy turned to the room, clapping his hands. “Listen up, everyone! You heard the Captain. The benefits are locked in, so let’s keep pushing!”

The room erupted in cheers.

Lemira sat down and jumped into the training rotations. She sparred with everyone one-on-one, and unsurprisingly, not a single person could beat her.

She was in high spirits. “You’ve all improved drastically. I know this team is going to make it far.”

“That’s our Captain for you. Absolutely untouchable.”

After wrapping up the session, Lemira pulled Timothy into the private office.

She looked at him seriously. “I want you to officially take over as Captain. I’m going to be incredibly busy moving forward, and I won’t have the time or focus this team deserves.”

“Is it because of what’s happening with your family?”

The media had widely reported on the Langston family’s scandals. Even though the trending topics had been suppressed, everyone in their circle knew she was going to war with the Sinclairs.

Lemira nodded. “Yes. You’ve been doing the job perfectly anyway. If you take the title officially, you’ll have a much better shot at being scouted for the national team.”

“Are you giving up on going pro?”

Lemira smiled softly. “No, I still want it. But I have to finish this war first. I’m going to be delayed, and I refuse to let my baggage drag your career down.”

Timothy was quiet for a moment before nodding firmly. “I won’t let you down.”

Lemira let out a sigh of relief. “I know you won’t. Let’s announce the captaincy swap and tonight, dinner is on me. Let’s celebrate

off-campus.”

She felt she owed them at least that much for being an absentee leader.

Timothy hesitated, looking at her intently. “Will you actually come back?”

“Of course. I told you, my ultimate goal is the national team.”

“Good. Honestly, I really want to meet the legendary King. I want to see how I’d hold up in a real match against him.”

Hearing that name, a sudden memory slammed into Lemira.

She remembered her past life, remembered Orion standing behind her, his hands guiding hers as ke patiently taught her the legendary 12-hit combo.

Then, a wild, impossible theory exploded in her mind.

In her past life, Matthew Everhart had mysteriously dropped out right before the

grand finals. She had never understood why.

But Orion was Matthew’s older brother.

Suddenly, every single puzzle piece snapped into place.

Orion was the legendary King.

He was the one who had personally taught her the 12-hit combo.

As the monumental realization washed over her, Lemira felt like the universe was

playing the cruelest joke on her.

Timothy noticed her stunned silence. “Are you okay?”

“…I’m fine.”

Lemira snapped back to reality, forcing a breath. “We can worry about the future later. Go tell the later. Gofe team about dinner. I need to make a quick call to the administration to formalize the captaincy change.”

She had to push the paperwork through the school’s system.

Timothy nodded and stepped out of the office. Before he closed the door, he threw

one last glance back at her.

He had heard the rumors that she dumped her billionaire boyfriend.

Did that mean he finally had a chance?