All-Master Player Of The Academy [EN]: Chapter 100

Just like Ian is thinking.

As Kirke’s opinion matched, he picked up the drug pouches.

“There’s no evidence related to this, right?”

Of course, if they attacked the Okas Mercenary Corps, they could reveal that they distributed drugs.

But they wouldn’t be able to reveal that they received them from Pelle Territory.

Kirke not being able to confirm means that there is no documented evidence.

Ian stared silently at the drug pouches.

Then Kirke spoke to him.

Ian slowly turned his head.

As Kirke reported, a strong person with master-level skills was entering the alley.

To be exact, towards Ian.

He stared at the man walking towards him without any intention of avoiding him.

“Huh?”

The man who walked out of the alley was puzzled by the sight here.

And he was even more puzzled to see Ian standing alone.

“Young man?”

It was Baba with the red beard he had met in the Curtid Ruins.

“Are you also involved in this?”

“In this?”

“About the drugs being secretly distributed in the back alleys of Red City.”

“No.”

As Ian flatly denied, he strode closer.

And he pointed to the drug pouches in his hand.

“Do you know what that is?”

“It’s a drug. Why? Are you a junkie too? Take it if you need it.”

It wasn’t really necessary for Ian anyway.

As he held out the drugs, Baba frowned.

“Don’t compare me to those junkies… Damn it.”

He focused more on the person behind Ian than on the drugs.

After examining Padon’s condition, Baba muttered lowly.

“Damn it. Is Padon dead…?”

“Do you know him?”

“One of the people I was chasing. I was tracking the source of this drug.”

So this was his personal business.

Regretting it, he picked up one of the drug pouches in Ian’s hand and opened it.

After taking a small amount of the white powder inside and tasting it, Baba gritted his teeth, so Ian put all the drugs on his hand.

“The source is Wipalki of the Okas Mercenary Corps. And the production area is Pelle County.”

“What?! Is that, is that true? How did you know?”

“I have my own informants. Well. Quit if you don’t want to believe it.”

Ian said nonchalantly and left the alley.

Baba stared blankly as he left and ran urgently.

“Hey! Young man! Let’s talk for a moment.”

“What talk?”

“Seeing you investigating the drugs, it seems like you’re doing the same thing as us…”

“Us?”

“Do you know the Guardians?”

‘Huh? Wait a minute.’

The organization name, Guardians.

I have a memory of seeing it somewhere.

There was an organization called the Guardians among the requests that came during Hero Festival.

“You’re affiliated with them?”

“Do you know us?”

“They were saying they were protecting the world or something.”

“Hoo. Yes. Are you curious about the details? Actually, we are trying to recruit those who seem to have potential. It seems like a request has gone to you too.”

“It did come.”

I just threw it away because it only wrote about catching clouds.

“Aren’t you curious about what we do?”

I wasn’t particularly curious.

“I’m not interested, so let’s each go our own way. I’ll contact you if I really need it.”

I don’t think there will be a need.

As the back alley ended and Ian entered the downtown area of Red City, he entered the crowd.

Baba, who was staring blankly as he moved away, tilted his head.

“How are you going to contact me…?”

* * *

Since the Scarlet Kingdom is one of the stronger countries on the continent, its capital, Red City, had quite a lot of people.

Hiding in the crowd, Ian moved easily.

As he moved and stopped by the market to buy an apple.

A plain-looking middle-aged man showed interest in other fruits next to Ian.

Ian glanced at him and said while paying for the apple.

“Did Danju send you?”

“…Follow me.”

Stiffened, he took Ian to the back of the store.

“How did you know?”

“Looking at your body and hands. You’ve mastered the Sword Flower Troop’s swordsmanship. By the way, I heard that the Sword Flower Troop all wear masks, but that’s not always the case.”

Anyone strong can figure out their skills just by looking at them.

But even the masters of the Martial Forest can’t accurately figure out what kind of swordsmanship they have mastered.

He admired his skills beyond what was known and said.

“It’s as rumored. The Danju is waiting for you.”

He turned around immediately.

Following him, the place he arrived at was a weapon shop in the building right next to Pharrk’d’s Inn.

When he entered, the owner glanced at them and continued to wipe the sword he was wiping.

Passing him and going upstairs, when he opened the door.

The masked man sitting by the window.

The Danju of the Sword Flower Troop, an enemy of the Scarlet Kingdom like Ian or Baba, turned his head.

“Did you come?”

The middle-aged man who guided Ian bowed and left.

As they were left alone, the Danju said calmly.

“I arrived two days ago and was watching.”

“So? Did anything come out?”

“No. It’s just an ordinary bar.”

He said indifferently and stared out the window.

Ian smirked at him.

“Isn’t the Sword Flower Troop an enemy of the Scarlet Kingdom?”

“That’s right.”

“But you managed to get in. Did you use a dog hole [secret passage] like Baba?”

“You don’t know well. The more it is a capital like this, the more dog holes there are. I’ll let you know if you join the Sword Flower Troop.”

Ian lightly ignored him and sat cross-legged in the corner.

As always, Myane went and sat on his lap.

The Danju shrugged his shoulders at the sight.

He didn’t think that Ian would come all the way here just for this.

How long has it been?

As the sun set and the crescent moon rose high.

Ian, who had finished meditating, opened his eyes, the Danju moved, and Kirke said.

With a simple feeling, no demonic energy was felt.

But Kirke could not be deceived.

When Ian, who received the report, nodded, the Danju opened his mouth.

“He’s here.”

A carriage approaching from afar stops in front of Pharrk’d’s Inn.

The Danju silently stared as the door opened.

What got out of the carriage was an old man and two guards.

All of them are master-class.

The Danju, who saw a total of four masters, including the coachman, entering, said coldly.

“That guy never goes alone. His three master-level guards. And he brings more than twenty of Blue Moon’s elites around him.”

“How did you know that again?”

“They attacked me when I chased him before.”

“You managed to survive.”

“Hoo hoo. That’s nothing.”

After explaining simply, he snapped his fingers.

At the same time, the door opened and the middle-aged man who had brought Ian in came in.

“Tell the kids. We’re going to start hunting.”

“I understand.”

As he bowed his head and went out, Ian opened the window and jumped out.

“Kirke. Check the inside. What are you doing?”