All-Master Player Of The Academy [EN]: Chapter 109

The One Who Remembers

◈ Chapter 109

55. The One Who Remembers – 1

After passing through the snowfield, we arrived at a vast forest.

Ice trees, taller than any I had ever seen, sparkled under the sunlight.

From a distance, it was a beautiful sight, but up close, it was terrifying.

-Clang!!

Was it the vibration caused by Ian’s footsteps?

Ice shards, like crystals, fell from the trees.

The sharp, spear-like ice fell and pierced the ground, making Myane whine softly.

“Myaaah…….”

The ice itself contained magic.

Even a master-level being would sustain considerable damage if hit by that falling ice.

Kirke reported to Ian, who was observing the Crystal Song Forest, a place teeming with natural traps.

A swamp that never loses its heat, regardless of the surrounding temperature.

It is a deadly trap where those who enter seeking warmth become trapped and die.

However, it is also a place where creatures blessed by that heat gather, so going there might lead to some discoveries.

“They were trying to melt Marzana’s ice with that.”

Then we should go quickly.

Ian drew his sword immediately.

As he stepped from the white snowfield into the forest of crystal-like ice trees, the branches swayed as if sensing his presence.

-Clang!!

Sharp ice fell toward Ian’s head.

He knocked it away with his sword and took another step.

He deflected the falling ice again and took another step.

After a few steps and blocking several pieces of ice, he frowned.

Heavenly Demon Divine Art, Chapter of Destruction.

Overlord’s Gait.

-Kuuuung!!

The gait that dominates all is unleashed.

With a huge vibration that shook the surroundings, all the precariously hanging ice fell.

Ian, who blocked all the ice pouring down on him, walked through the chaotic forest.

Perhaps the vibration from the Overlord’s Gait caused everything that could fall to fall?

No more ice fell from the trees.

But instead, other things discovered Ian.

<13 hostile Leshy [forest spirit in Slavic mythology] entities approaching.>

“Lululululu!”

“Lalalalala!!”

Ice spirits resembling young girls.

The Leshy charged in fury.

They threw ice and emitted cold air to freeze Ian.

Even with such powerful attacks that would have forced ordinary explorers to retreat, he didn’t stop.

He simply swung his sword.

As he cut down several Leshy, Myane came out of the bag.

“Myaaaa!!”

Then, she jumped up, bit the neck of one Leshy, and shook it until it was defeated.

Then, she jumped again and grabbed another Leshy.

And grabbed another Leshy.

With Ian and Myane rampaging, the Leshy were annihilated in an instant.

“Myaaaa!!”

Myane stood triumphantly, stepping on the head of one Leshy.

Seeing that, Ian held out his hand, and Myane jumped onto his shoulder.

“Leshy from the start.”

“Still, they’re excessively violent. Could they be influenced by something?”

He knew that the spirits in Slavdom were often volatile.

But originally, they should have all fled after a couple of them died.

Fighting to the death meant there was a reason.

When Ian asked, Kirke reported calmly.

“Aha.”

A three-headed, evil dragon, Zmey.

And residing in the Simargl Swamp meant it possessed the power of fire.

It was understandable that the ice spirits were on edge, with a dragon possessing the power of fire, a being of terror in Slavdom, near their home.

Of course, that didn’t mean he would be lenient.

“How many people are around the Zmey?”

Then that’s settled.

Ian nodded and walked toward the Simargl Swamp.

After defeating several ice monsters, Leshy, and snowmen covered in thick fur, he passed through the forest and felt warmth.

The forest, filled with perpetual snow, had turned brown.

The solid ground had melted, and the white snow gradually disappeared.

-Krrr…….

But it wasn’t as if there were no threats.

Huge wolves living here were moving to chase Ian.

They bared their sharp teeth and exuded killing intent.

Facing them, Ian drew his sword.

-Srrrt.

The wolves tucked their tails in as soon as Ian drew his sword.

It seemed they sensed the killing intent emanating from him.

The wolves, who had been baring their teeth just moments before, immediately ran away, and Ian walked on without sheathing his sword.

After encountering Leshy and wolves several times and passing through the Crystal Song Forest.

Finally, green thickets appeared.

And.

Near the plain where the thickets were, there was a wooden fence that appeared to be man-made.

“A village?”

Not just a village.

There were also fields for farming.

In addition, there were livestock such as cows and chickens.

And it was protected by magic, perhaps to prevent monsters from approaching.

As Ian was looking at the place, a boy with a pickaxe found him.

“An outsider!!”

“What did they bring?!”

A girl who was helping with the farm work with the boy approached.

The two with thick blonde hair came to Ian and smiled brightly.

“Welcome to the Lungelt Village!”

“I’m Lisa, and this is Robben.”

“Okay.”

“Um, outsiders always carry good things. What did you bring this time?”

“Well, I don’t know what you’ll like. But are you the only ones in this village?”

“No! The adults are preparing a meal inside.”

“They’re preparing a feast for the outsider guests who came a while ago! Will you come too, sir?”

Ian nodded at their invitation.

Guided by Lisa and Robben, Ian went inside.

The village itself was not very big.

It was a typical rural village, and there were only about a hundred houses.

But it was a peaceful place.

Unlike the beautiful but cold place outside this forest, there was warmth.

There, dozens of adults were moving busily.

“Oh?! Another guest is coming!”

“Welcome! Did you come to find the Eternal Ice?! I’m Ivan, the village chief of this village.”

One of the middle-aged men who was moving busily came up with a smile.

He welcomed Ian and pointed to one side with a beaming smile.

“We had guests a few days ago, and now another guest is coming. It’s truly the Queen’s blessing. But what did you bring, sir?”

As Kirke analyzed the village and reported, Ian took out a few throwing daggers.

Ivan’s eyes lit up when he saw the daggers, which were so well-made that even skilled blacksmiths couldn’t imitate them.

“I’ve never seen such beautiful daggers!”

“And is there anyone injured?”

Ian held up a healing potion.

Seeing that, Ivan was startled.

“Are you perhaps an outsider priest?”

“Not really, but I can use healing magic.”

“R-really?! W-well, that’s great! Robben’s father was badly injured during a hunt a few days ago!”

“If possible, please heal him.”

As Ivan repeatedly bowed his head, Robben also grabbed Ian’s hand.

“We’ll give you as much Eternal Ice as you want! So…… please save my dad…….”

“The other outsiders did some simple treatment, but he still hasn’t woken up. Please. Please…….”

At Ivan’s reaction, the people around him approached with puzzled expressions.

And when they heard that Ian could use healing magic, they all pleaded earnestly.

“Let’s go for now.”

Entering the house in the center of the village, a man with bandages wrapped around his abdomen was lying down.

He must have suffered a severe injury, as he was not even conscious.

Ian examined his body here and there.

Seeing that, Robben’s eyes welled up with tears.

“Dad…….”

“The injury itself isn’t that serious.”

“It seems he was hit by ice while in the forest.”

It was a penetrating wound that started from his back and pierced through his abdomen.

Some of his internal organs were damaged, but it was an injury that could be healed with one healing potion.

Tearing off the blood-stained bandages and examining the wound, Ian asked Ivan.

“You said guests came.”

“Yes? Yes.”

“Where are they?”

“They said they were going to the swamp for a while and left.”

“Didn’t they trade anything?”

“Yes? Ah…… They were the ones who saved Asban. They brought Asban, who was injured and collapsed, all the way here.”

That’s why they were able to enter the village without giving anything.

And they promised to receive a lot of Eternal Ice in return for saving Asban.

After hearing Ivan’s answer, Ian poured a healing potion on his wound without saying anything else.

With a bubbling sound, the wound on his abdomen began to heal.

“Isn’t that the healing potion that the outsiders use? But it looks better than what I know…….”

“It’s a special one. If we leave him alone, he’ll wake up soon. Well, that’s beside the point…….”

Ian, who got up from his seat, looked out the window.

When Ivan and Robben followed with puzzled expressions, a voice was heard from outside.

“Hey! We’re back!”

“Is the food ready yet?!”

“Ugh. It looks like we’ll have to stay a few more days!”

A rough voice was heard.

Ivan smiled brightly at them.

“The other guests have arrived too. I think I should go out to greet them.”

“Let’s go together.”

Together with Ivan, who was puzzled, Ian went outside.

There was a swordsman with a scar on his face, a magician, and a giant explorer who seemed to wield a spear.

Their expressions hardened when they saw Ian with strange tattoos on their arms.

“……What?”

But perhaps because he still looked like a boy?

There was carelessness mixed in their eyes.

And that carelessness was shattered by the one word Ian uttered.

“Ian Brandon.”

“Ian……?”

“Ian! That Ian Brandon?!”

They panicked and took out their weapons.

“G-guests! What’s wrong?!”

“Don’t fight!”

The villagers ran over to stop them.

Ignoring their pleas, Ian pointed his sword at the one with the spear.

“Did they ask to stay here under the guise of gratitude?”

“Yes? Yes…… As a reward for saving Asban…….”

As Ivan answered, the expressions of the three hardened even more.

Seeing that, Ian smiled coldly and bared his teeth.

“It’s not difficult to check what kind of weapon was used by looking at the wound.”

As his words continued, the expressions of the three hardened even more.

They quickly drew their weapons, and the villagers tensed up.

“And Asban’s wound. It’s the same as the wound your spear can create.”

The villagers’ expressions also hardened.

Looking around at those who were in disbelief and shock, the three bit their lips.

Ian drove the wedge toward the man with the spear among them.

“You stabbed him, didn’t you?”

“Damn it!! Kill him!!”

As soon as he finished speaking, aura flared up on the weapons of the two.

The moment even the magician raised his staff to cast a spell.

Ian’s sword moved.

All-Master Player Of The Academy [EN]

All-Master Player Of The Academy [EN]

아카데미의 올마스터 플레이어
Status: Completed Author: Native Language: Korean
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[English Translation] In a tapestry woven across countless worlds, an absolute being amassed worldviews beyond measure. Drawn to a flicker of defiance in a realm of despair, he found himself possessing a boy broken by endless rejection. It was the boy's unyielding spirit, his desperate struggle to become a hero against all odds, that captivated the absolute being. Now, the strongest of all has extended a hand, promising to fulfill the dreams that were cruelly snatched away. Prepare yourself for a heart-pounding saga as the absolute being, now inhabiting the body of the rejected, ignites a new legend. Witness the dawn of a hero reborn, fueled by the echoes of a shattered past and the boundless power of an all-master player!

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