All-Master Player Of The Academy [EN]: Chapter 210

210. Let’s Settle This – 2

Celestial Demon Art, Chapter of Destruction.

Sword Control.

– Swish!!

The sword at Ian’s waist shot into the sky.

Hiral, who was about to cast a spell while floating in the air, bit her lip and moved quickly.

As the aerial battle between the sword and the elf began, the surrounding elves stared in astonishment.

“I, it can’t be!”

“No way!! No way!!”

Ignoring their shock, Ian pulled back his fist.

Celestial Demon Art, Chapter of the Sun.

Solar Energy Strike.

The massive fire energy gathered in his fist was launched at Hiral, who was dodging the sword.

Flame and sword.

As the two targeted her, she subtly adjusted her staff.

“Shield.”

– Kwaaaang!!

Hiral, who blocked the flames with a shield, moved her staff.

Deflecting the sword aiming for her neck, she reached out her hand.

“Astral Chain.”

Dark energy transformed into a chain, seizing Ian’s sword.

Hiral didn’t miss the moment when the sword, bound by the chain, twitched and tried to break free.

“Gravity.”

Powerful gravity was unleashed upon the sword.

As the sword flying in the sky plunged to the ground, she felt a surge of satisfaction.

“Gasp!”

Ian, who had already leaped into the air, struck her, sending her crashing to the ground.

“Impressive!!”

Spinning around to land, she shouted as if delighted.

Toward her, Ian raised his hand in the air.

“Thunder Dragon.”

A dragon of lightning erupted from a massive magic circle created in an instant.

Hiral was startled by the Thunder Dragon but immediately cast a defense.

“Steel Around.”

– Clang! Clang! Clang!

Instantly, dozens of iron bars sprang out from the space.

The Thunder Dragon was sucked into the iron bars, diverting the electricity to the ground, and Hiral raised her staff.

“Psycho Kinesis [Telekinesis].”

Then, she levitated the iron bars wrapped in electricity into the air and sent them flying toward Ian.

As the iron bars containing the Thunder Dragon’s electricity flew toward him, he reached out his hand.

– Clang!!

The sword bound by the Astral Chain shattered the chain and returned to his hand.

Grasping it, Ian quickly swung the sword.

– Clang!! Clang! Clang!!

The flying iron bars were sent back.

As Hiral, surprised by this, twisted her body to avoid the iron bars,

Ian had already rushed in and swung his sword toward her thin, white neck.

“Blink [Short-range teleportation].”

Before the sword strike could reach, Hiral quickly retreated.

As some distance opened up, Ian spun the sword and gripped it.

“You’re the first to withstand me this long in a fight.”

“I’ve been training in magic for quite a while, you see.”

“How long?”

“Five hundred years.”

She slowly pointed her staff.

“Three hundred years in this body, and two hundred years as a spiritual entity.”

She had honed her magic for a total of five hundred years.

That was why she had reached the 8th Circle, a realm that mortals could never attain.

Hiral’s eyes flashed.

– Click.

The bracelet on her wrist came undone.

And even stronger magic surged forth.

“You’re just a human child who hasn’t even lived for twenty years. Do you think a child like you can overcome the path of magic I’ve pursued for five hundred years?”

As she spoke, based on her surging magic, Ian laughed.

Five hundred years?

To him, that amount of time was almost instantaneous.

So Ian said.

“That’s nothing, *old timer*.”

“What?!”

Celestial Demon Art, Chapter of the Moon.

Moon Shadow Step.

Ian’s body vanished in an instant, aiming for her white hair.

Barely dodging, she raised both hands into the air.

“Giant Fire.”

The strongest magic of the 8th Circle.

Hiral, who held the flames of a giant in her hands, unleashed them, and Ian gripped his sword tightly.

He took a defensive stance.

When Hiral’s lips curved into a smile as she saw that—

An elf from behind shouted.

“Stop! Ian Brandon!!”

“Hmm?”

Looking there, an elf was holding Myane with one hand, a sword in the other.

“What are you doing? Taking hostages?”

“Shut up!! If you don’t drop your sword right now, your cat will die!!”

“Ha.”

What a pathetic act.

That elf might think he’s holding Myane,

But right now, Myane is simply waiting for Ian’s command.

If he said one word, Myane’s front paw would smash that elf’s head.

So, as Ian was about to give the order, Hiral in the air frowned and pointed her staff.

“Ughaaaa!!”

And Psycho Kinesis.

With powerful telekinesis, she grabbed the elf and threw him straight into a tree.

– Crash!!

The elf’s neck snapped as he collided with the tree.

“How dare you resort to such petty tricks in front of me.”

“H, Hiral-nim!!”

“Do not interfere. This is a duel between me and him.”

She warned in a fierce tone, then looked at Ian and sighed.

“I will accept the penalty for this disgrace. Therefore, I will allow you one attack.”

“This isn’t chivalry. Is there a need to uphold honor?”

“What I pursue is the path of magic, not the path of a hypocrite.”

She said firmly and raised her staff.

It seemed she was simply going to take this attack.

Toward her, who was staring at him with a confident expression, Ian raised his sword.

“……Tch.”

Hiral also knew.

What kind of power was contained in Ian’s sword.

She couldn’t block that.

If she got hit, she would die.

Nevertheless, Hiral tried to keep her word.

“Come. Child.”

“If you wish.”

Ian, who quickly leaped out, swung his sword.

And.

Hiral, who was struck by that sword, was sent flying.

– Kwaaaang!!

Immense shock and dust rose.

And.

Hiral was unconscious there.

Anyone could tell.

That the victor of this battle was Ian.

He looked back at the astonished elves, returned the sword to its scabbard, and said calmly.

“I held back.”

Hiral, who regained consciousness, looked up at Ian.

To Ian, who was sitting on a rock and looking at her, she let out a deep sigh.

“You’re incredibly strong. Even the Sword Saint wouldn’t be a match.”

“It’s nothing much.”

“It’s quite surprising that you’re this strong, considering you’re a magic swordsman.”

Brushing herself off, she dusted off the dirt.

She had been knocked unconscious from the hit, but the pain itself didn’t seem to be that great.

She said to the elves who were looking at her with concern.

“I’m fine, so go back. I need to talk to this person.”

“But…….”

“Even if you were here, do you think you could stop him if he tried to kill me? And if he had wanted to kill me, he would have killed me when I was unconscious, and killed you too.”

In other words, the fact that she was still alive meant that Ian had no intention of fighting anymore.

So it was better not to provoke him and retreat.

At Hiral’s words, the elves eventually nodded and retreated.

When everyone disappeared, Ian called Myane.

“Re-challenges are always welcome. Come to the Predion Academy.”

“Hmm…….”

“Why? Are you smitten?”

As Ian said with a smirk, she snorted.

“Do you think you would fall for someone who beat you to the point of unconsciousness? Also, even though he spared my life, would you fall for someone who killed my disciple?”

“I guess not.”

“Anyway, I lost. As a loser, there’s no choice but to resent the winner from a corner of my room.”

“Don’t do that. You can protest or challenge me. But don’t interfere with my work.”

Ian glared at her and said coldly.

“Because then, there will be no holding back.”

“Hmph.”

“And if you beat me, I’ll give you this.”

Ian held up the Dragon’s Staff wrapped in cloth.

Hiral’s eyes lit up when she saw it.

“That’s…… amazing.”

Hiral, who approached, took the Dragon’s Staff and examined it from side to side.

The staff itself was amazing, but the jewel at the end possessed unimaginable power.

“What is this?”

“Do you know about the Star of Talent?”

“I’ve heard the stories. They say it’s a collection of possibilities.”

“It’s more accurate to see it as a monster’s Star of Talent.”

“A monster’s potential…… this is interesting.”

Perhaps because she was a mage, she showed quite a bit of interest in such objects.

As greed filled her eyes, Ian put the staff in his bag.

“I plan to do some research at the academy and then dispose of it after the research is done.”

“If you’re going to dispose of it, hand it over to me. Then I’ll just let this incident pass.”

“No way.”

“Tch.”

“Come and beat me and take it. Or help the academy and take it. I can’t just give it to you.”

“What if I tell you to pay the price for killing Rubelstone?”

“I spared your life.”

At his words, Hiral shrugged.

“And don’t go south to wage war. You know that the loser must obey the winner’s orders, right?”

“Tch.”

She bit her lip and nodded.

With this, the aftermath of killing Rubelstone was over.

As he turned around, Myane jumped up and clung to Ian’s shoulder.

“Before you go, let me ask you just one thing. You called me a youngster?”

“Yeah.”

“Why? I’m older than the Sword Saint.”

Yet he called her a youngster.

Ian didn’t seem like he wouldn’t know that, so why did he say that?

To her, who was curious, Ian smirked.

“Because you’re young *at heart*, so I called you young.”

After saying that, he manipulated his bracelet.

Soon after, he and Myane disappeared in a flash of light, and Hiral muttered in disbelief.

“I’ve lived long enough to hear myself called a youngster.”

* * *

Ian, who returned to the south, immediately went to see Melpesiors.

When he explained the situation to him, who was waiting while preparing for war, he couldn’t hide his joy.

“I, is that really true?”

“Yes. I talked it over well with Hiral, so the war won’t happen.”

“Then that’s a relief, but…… Why did Count Ian go so far?”

“This incident happened because of me. I have to clean up the mess.”

“Haa…… That’s a relief. Thank you.”

“If you’re really grateful, send some good materials to the academy later. I heard there are many good alchemy materials in the Elf Forest.”

“Haha. I understand.”

After finishing the story about some business with him, Ian turned around.

Now that the problem here has been resolved, all that remains is the border area between the Dwarven City and the Empire and the Great Plains.

‘Then I’ll have an exchange match and go to Dwarven City.’

Let’s investigate that side first, then participate in the Empire Academy exchange match after processing it.

And take some time to go to Dwarven City with Scranda.

I also need to investigate the remnants of the Talent Merchant who may be in the Empire.

Since I can warp anyway, what does it matter where I go first?

As Kirke began to gather information after hearing Ian’s plan, Rivillcia said cautiously.

“Thank you. Count Ian.”

“I don’t know if there’s any need to thank me since this whole thing happened because of me.”

As Ian said lightly and was about to leave, Rivillcia said cautiously.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m going to the Empire.”

“Then I will escort you. The gate fee is expensive, but…….”

Just as she was about to continue her explanation.

Ian manipulated his bracelet, and his body disappeared in an instant.

After the warp ended, Ian looked around.

A vast prairie that seemed to have no end.

And huge walls and palisades are visible.

When Kirke explained the current location.

Ian discovered those who were being chased by someone.

Orc riders on wolves were chasing humans.

Looking at the place, Ian strode forward.

“Kwek! Krwek!!”

The orcs, who were trying to capture them using ropes, rushed at Ian when they saw him.

Ian, who slashed them down with a single blow, asked those who were being chased.

“What’s going on here?”

“Huff…… Huff…… Huh?!”

Those who were being chased.

Philoa and May, the Empire Academy students who had met at Predion Academy before, were flustered to see Ian.

“Why are you here?!”