All-Master Player Of The Academy [EN]: Chapter 237

◈ Episode 237

119. I’ll Help – 1

Celestial Demon Divine Art, Solar Palm.

Flame Wheel Fist.

A fist enveloped in flames struck the man in the red robe.

As he turned to ash in a single blow, Ian descended towards the open door.

The ritual is underway underground.

Everyone is gathered here, so they don’t seem to have checked Tokilon’s side.

‘How pathetic.’

Even if there had been any movement, my lord wouldn’t have missed it.

If there had been any movement worth reporting, Kirke would have noticed and reported it.

Ian shrugged and said to Kirke,

‘That’s true. But the capital is a mess.’

It’s because the Emperor isn’t taking action.

Could he have some purpose?

‘Still, this is a bit much. I heard he hasn’t been handling state affairs for a while? How long is he going to wait with the bait on the hook?’

At that moment, Myaen howled softly.

“Myaaaa……!!”

A signal that there was an ambush at the end of the stairs.

Ian descended the creaking stairs step by step, and as he reached the end, deformed swords and spears flew towards him.

-Thwack!

But Ian easily caught them.

The two tried to pull out the sword and spear caught in his fingers, but they didn’t budge.

“Damn it!!”

“Die!!”

Eventually, they dropped their weapons and tried to use artifacts.

But Ian simply waved his hand, and the aura shot from his hand instantly shattered their heads.

“Is it there?”

Yes.

There was an iron door at the end of the wide corridor.

Ian calmly walked inside.

“Well, well, look who’s here.”

There was an altar in the center of the room.

After confirming the beastkin girl tied to the altar and the red-robed figures trying to perform the ritual, Ian looked at the one who had spoken to him.

Baron Kraman Doylen.

He was a red-haired man who seemed like a typical warrior.

With a deep scar near his left eye, he showed off his bulging muscles and grabbed the sword he had placed beside him.

“Count Ian. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

He said leisurely, twirling his sword and taking a stance.

“Grand Master, Sage, and so on. You’ve been running around making a lot of noise.”

“I didn’t exactly make the noise.”

“Ha. Is that so?”

He laughed mockingly and glanced behind him.

He said leisurely to those who were waiting, having stopped the ritual.

“Continue what you were doing. I’ll take care of this quickly.”

“Understood.”

The red-robed figures seemed to believe in Kraman’s skills.

As they tried to proceed with the ritual, Ian said coldly,

“Anyone who moves a finger dies.”

“Proceed.”

The red-robed man hesitated, then raised a dagger.

At that moment, Ian’s eyes flashed.

Seven-Colored Demonic Eyes – Using Azure Explosion.

-Kwaaaang!!

An explosion erupted from the man who raised the dagger.

As he was thrown back, Kraman bared his teeth.

“You use some strange techniques. Why don’t you try it on me?”

“If you want.”

Seven-Colored Demonic Eyes – Using Azure Explosion.

-Kwaaaang!!

The same explosion as before enveloped him.

As those who watched him engulfed in the powerful blue flames were in shock,

Kraman let out a shout.

“Haaap!!”

And he swung his sword greatly.

With just that, the flames on his body disappeared.

“Oh ho?”

“Ha. Hahahaha!! How hot!”

It seemed he hadn’t completely blocked the damage from the flames.

His body was distorted with burns here and there, but Kraman was just enjoying it.

“Very impressive. What kind of technique is this? I should get that one next.”

As Kraman spoke leisurely, Ian folded his arms and chuckled.

“You used a Star of Talent too?”

At Ian’s words, Kraman snickered.

“The Duke gave it to me. He gathered the talents of insignificant guys and gave them to me.”

Slaves, commoners.

Those who wandered around as adventurers.

And orphans abandoned in the territory.

He gathered the talents of those who would be abandoned anyway.

“They needed money and wanted power.”

“So?”

“So, he bought their talents.”

“There was a talent merchant among humans as well as demons.”

He gave money to the poor.

He gave strength to the powerless.

And he took their talents in return.

“So, you see. Buying? You could just take the things from those insignificant guys. He’s such a soft-hearted person. Is it because he’s an elf?”

Smiling brightly, he twirled his sword.

Taking his stance again, a massive aura rose from his body.

He’s at the level of a Sword Saint.

It seems he has used more than 10 Stars of Talent.

As Kirke analyzed, Kraman said leisurely.

“Anyway. I don’t want to see you running wild anymore. Actually, you’ve been quite annoying from the start.”

“Is that so?”

“So, Count Ian. You, who has the false name of Grand Master.”

-Clang.

Strength entered the hand holding the sword.

The aura rising from Kraman’s body condensed and settled on the sword.

When the blue aura grew stronger and even turned black.

Kraman’s body disappeared.

“Now, die.”

Kraman, who had appeared behind Ian before he knew it, swung his sword wrapped in black aura.

-Clang!!

“……Huh?”

Ian’s sword, which had been drawn before he knew it and didn’t even contain aura, blocked Kraman’s attack, which contained a powerful aura, far too easily.

-Crack!!

With the swords touching, Ian put strength into his hand.

At the same time, a sound of something breaking was heard.

“Ah, no……?”

The sword was breaking.

The famous sword bestowed by the Iron-Blooded Duke.

The black aura obtained through the Star of Talent and hellish training was breaking.

“Wait…….”

Kraman, feeling something was wrong, opened his mouth in panic, but.

-Clang!!

It was already too late.

Ian cut off Kraman’s sword as it was, then slashed his body in one blow.

“Keuh……!!”

Coughing up blood from the pain of his chest splitting, Kraman staggered.

He barely avoided death with his massive aura and trained body, but he couldn’t deny that it was a fatal wound.

“Heok…… Keuh…… You. You…… What…….”

Sage?

Grand Master?

At the same level as a Sword Saint, Forest Keeper, or Emperor?

Kraman, who had thought he was at the same level as them, couldn’t hide his bewilderment.

“……What…… Same level…… Keuluck!…….”

Kraman, spitting out blood again, finished his short last words as he saw the sword flying towards his neck.

-Thud! Roll…….

Kraman’s head rolled on the floor.

Those who saw it couldn’t even swallow their saliva.

Kraman, called the next generation’s strongest, died so futilely.

They stared blankly at Ian, surprised by the heterogeneous massive power.

Meeting their gazes, Ian twirled his sword.

“Next is you guys.”

After finishing the cleanup upstairs and binding those caught, Haryun and his party went straight down.

A rather strong scent of blood was rising from under the stairs.

“Let’s go quickly…….”

“……Wait a minute. Someone’s coming up?”

After waiting for a while, a familiar face came up.

It was Ian.

Coming up with a stoic expression without a drop of blood on his body, he was holding something.

Looking closely, it was a human head.

“……Baron Kraman Doylen?”

“Yeah.”

Ian lightly held up his head, and Haryun was puzzled.

Why was the Iron-Blooded Duke’s subordinate here?

“Why is he here? Ah, no. Wait a minute. Could it be that the Iron-Blooded Duke is really involved in this?”

“Yeah. Seeing that this guy is here, there’s no way to deny it.”

Ian, who spoke leisurely, struck the wall.

Then, a passage connecting to the first floor of the building was prepared.

“Is this a building used as a warehouse?”

There was junk placed here and there.

Haryun, after checking the markings on the boxes placed here, said with a serious expression.

“It’s the mark of the Spindal Merchant Guild.”

“Whose merchant guild is it?”

“Um…….”

Haryun groaned briefly and said calmly.

“The Spindal Viscount family is the Iron-Blooded Duke’s maternal nephew’s family.”

In the end, it’s the Iron-Blooded Duke.

As everything was connected to the Iron-Blooded Duke, Ian smiled and opened the warehouse door.

“Anyway, we can tell this to Krepen.”

This happened in a warehouse related to the Iron-Blooded Duke, and even the Iron-Blooded Duke’s subordinate was here.

So, can’t we attack him with this as an excuse?

It was then.

A commotion was heard from the alley, and knights flocked in.

“It doesn’t seem to be the Dragon Shield Knights.”

The knights, who seemed to have come on patrol, pointed their weapons at Ian and his party.

“I am Tre Youz of the Romdia Knights, who are in charge of security in the central district of the Empire. This place is the Spindal Merchant Guild’s warehouse! If you are trying to steal…….”

He shouted confidently, then discovered a man beaten up and bound in his underwear.

It was one of those caught upstairs earlier.

“Lo, Lord Rochest, Minister of Finance?! Why is the Minister here?!”

The knight shouted in panic.

Then, the old man who raised his head shouted urgently.

“O, Oooo…… S, Save me! Save me! These crazy bastards!!”

“Be quiet!”

Blanche punched the head of the old man, who had bruises all over his face.

As he screamed, the others who were caught also shouted to be saved.

Trey’s eyes narrowed as he saw it.

“Who the hell are you guys to dare……!!”

“I am Ian Brandon.”

“……Oh. C, Count Ian, are you?”

The one who shattered the outer gate and walls of the capital in one blow.

Trey, who had already heard about him, was flustered.

“Count. Do you know who these people are?”

“I know. Aren’t they high-ranking officials of the Empire?”

“Why are you holding them like that?”

“Go up there.”

Trey couldn’t erase his suspicious gaze and went upstairs.

He came back pale.

“Wh, What the hell is going on up there…….”

“These guys!! These guys committed such a massacre…….”

“I told you to be quiet!”

“Let go!! You bastards!! Do you know who I am?!”

As those caught shouted at the top of their lungs, people came from here and there, hearing the commotion.

Trey hesitated as he saw it, then shouted.

“Clear the area!! Ah, anyway, you don’t have the authority to arrest them. We will investigate the truth of what happened up there…….”

Then, Celestia took out a piece of paper from her bosom.

It was the Emperor’s order.

“I am investigating the Red Moon faith that has spread in the capital at the request of His Majesty the Emperor. This is also part of the investigation, so please step back, Knight.”

He is pushed back by both force and justification.

Ian said indifferently as he forced a smile, relieved inside to have gained a chance to step back.

“You’re relieved.”

“……No, how do you know my inner thoughts so well?”

“I can tell by looking. More than that…… They’re here.”

Krepen and the knights of the Dragon Shield Knights are seen running from afar.

Trey stepped back immediately as he saw them.

“Count Krepen. I…….”

“I know. Trey. The commander of the Romdia Knights said you are quite capable. We will take care of this, so step back.”

“Understood. Then we…….”

As they tried to step back, high-ranking officials, including Rochestr, became even more desperate.

Krepen, after scanning them, said to Ian.

“They are all followers of the Iron-Blooded Duke.”

“I figured.”

“But what’s that in your hand…… Huh?!”

Krepen was startled to see the head in Ian’s hand.

It was the head of Baron Kraman Doylen, who was also the Iron-Blooded Duke’s left-hand man.

Ian threw his head to the surprised Krepen.

“Tell the Emperor.”

Ian said calmly to him, holding Krepen’s head.

“I don’t intend to waste time on this. I’ll participate too, so tell him to stop playing tricks. If he keeps doing nonsense, I’ll go and take his head myself.”

“Playing tricks?”

Ian sneered at Krepen, who was puzzled.

“Does someone like the Emperor not handle state affairs because he’s been poisoned by some petty poison? Tell him not to say things that even a passing dog wouldn’t believe.”

“……Wait a minute. Poisoned? His Majesty is just not feeling well…….”

Ian shrugged.

“Whether his purpose is to bring in the Iron-Blooded Duke or…….”

Ian glanced at one side of the capital.

“I don’t know if he’s trying to bring in the one behind the Iron-Blooded Duke, but.”

He must be trying to bring in the one behind him.

‘That’s right. Because things related to the Star of Talent are happening along with the Red Moon faith.’

“……The one behind the Iron-Blooded Duke? Who is that?”

Ian said coldly to Krepen, who seemed to know nothing.

“Gehern of Greed.”