All-Master Player Of The Academy [EN]: Chapter 10

Ian, scattering the blood remaining on the sword, returned the sword to its sheath and turned his head.

Blanche and Valla.

Both were in awe of Ian’s swordsmanship.

Ian said to them in a plain tone, as if nothing had happened.

“Call some guards.”

When the guards called by Blanche arrived, Ian went with them to the guardhouse.

But when the two testified that it was a defense against an attack due to a grudge, the matter was turned over to the Academy.

Going to the Academy made it even easier to settle.

Isaac was dishonorably discharged because he caused trouble with Ian.

He harbored a grudge over the matter and attacked, but he was defeated and died instead.

Therefore, justification was recognized, and there was no punishment.

“It ended quickly.”

“There has to be a crime. Thanks for the testimony.”

“It’s nothing. But what was that?”

“What.”

“The attack that cut Isaac at the end.”

“What else? Just swordsmanship.”

Ian answered casually and shook off Myane, who kept clinging to him.

“Why is she like this?”

“She’s been like that since you attacked earlier.”

He was having a hard time stopping her from going only to Ian.

Hearing Valla’s words, Ian picked up Myane.

“Myaah~?”

With sparkling starlight eyes, Myane waved her cotton ball-like legs.

Watching that, Ian waved his hand at the two.

“Then I’m going.”

“Aren’t you going to the dormitory? Let’s go together.”

“I have to bring my luggage from the lower-class dormitory, so go on ahead.”

* * *

The intermediate dormitory was so good that it was like heaven and earth compared to when he was in the lower class.

The building was new, and the furnishings were much more luxurious.

There was no unpleasant creaking sound every time he climbed the stairs.

Ian went up to the third floor and entered the room assigned to him.

While looking around the inside of the room, which seemed to be for two people, the bathroom door opened.

“Oh. You’re here?”

What emerged was a boy wiping his wet hair with a towel.

With dark navy blue long hair and a rather handsome face, he put on the crystal glasses he had placed next to him and said.

“You know my name, right?”

“Was it Graejin Urkul?”

“Yeah.”

Graejin Urkul.

One of the four mages in Intermediate Class B.

Drying his wet hair with a towel, he pulled out a chair from the table in the center and sat down.

“Finally, I have a roommate.”

“Do you have any complaints?”

‘Then I’ll throw you out the window.’

When Ian said with a smile, Graejin shook his head.

“What complaints? I was rather dissatisfied with using a single room.”

“Is that so?”

“Unless we get promoted or demoted, we have to live in the same class until graduation, whether we like it or not.”

As such, there was no need to have a bad relationship.

Also, when they graduate from the Academy, they will each be active in their own positions, so why bother getting angry?

Considering such aspects, Academy life can be seen as a kind of social circle.

“Having a roommate means having a closer friend than others. So, it’s better to have one than not.”

Graejin smiled.

“And it would be even better if that roommate is strong. Let’s get along in the future.”

He dried his hair with magic and continued.

“Ah. Of course, there are cases of competition depending on one’s family or disposition.”

“I heard that from Instructor Aranse.”

“Is that so? Then we can talk faster. And one more thing. We’re not on good terms with Class C right now. Their representative is a bit annoying.”

Graejin tied up his completely dry hair and lay down on the bed.

“I’m going to sleep. Let’s get along in the future.”

“Okay. Sleep well.”

Watching him fall asleep as soon as he lay down, Ian sat cross-legged.

“It looks like there will be a lot of work to do in the future.”

Ian opened the window and meditated, receiving the moonlight, circulating the Demonic Divine Art.

* * *

At dawn, Ian took Myane to the rooftop.

He meditates while welcoming the rising sun.

Meanwhile, Myane sat on Ian’s lap and enjoyed him receiving the energy of the sun.

After his usual morning meditation and personal training, he returned to his room.

Graejin was not in the room, having left earlier.

After roughly washing up, he entered Class B’s classroom, and Blanche and Valla rushed over.

“Oh! My friend of the heart!”

“Hey! Did you become friends with Graejin yesterday?”

“We talked for a bit and he went straight to sleep.”

“Damn it.”

“Is it difficult to bring him in as a team member when we go monster hunting next time…….”

Ian chuckled at them, who were feeling disappointed.

“You have to think of ways to survive on your own.”

“No, but wouldn’t it be better to take the easy way if there is one?”

“A warrior from the South must use everything they can.”

“Okay. Try to live hard.”

As Ian passed them and sat down, Aranse entered shortly after.

“Survival training starts this afternoon. Those taking liberal arts classes should apply for a leave of absence until the afternoon.”

In addition to the main classes, the Academy also offers liberal arts classes, allowing students to freely take the classes they want.

In order to graduate, Ian also had to take some liberal arts classes, so Blanche immediately asked.

“Hey. What liberal arts classes are you taking? What did you take when you were in the lower class?”

“I didn’t take any.”

He was too busy keeping up with the main classes, so he had put off liberal arts classes.

Blanche smiled at Ian’s answer.

“Then how about tax accounting? Or public administration. Aren’t you going back to your family when you graduate too?”

Go back?

Ian shook his head.

He has no intention of going to such a house.

“I’m a disowned child, so there’s no reason to go.”

The students in Class B’s eyes sparkled at his words.