All-Master Player Of The Academy [EN]: Chapter 239

◈ Chapter 239

120. I Miss You – 1

Despite all the commotion, there weren’t any major problems.

Of course, the nobles and officials protested quite a bit, but Crepen managed to block it all.

Thanks to that, the Imperial Academy was able to carry out its schedule without any issues, and the first competitive match began.

As the students of Fredon Academy gathered at the training ground, the instructors of the Imperial Academy watched them with serious expressions.

“This competitive match will involve ten representatives who will compete in one-on-one battles.”

“Although Count Ian is not participating… we cannot ignore them.”

The Upper B-class of Fredon Academy, which participated in this exchange, is a gathering of monsters.

To think that mere students could become Masters [a high rank in martial arts or magic proficiency].

However, the Imperial Academy had benefited quite a bit from Osnen until now, so they couldn’t tell the Masters not to participate.

“We should prepare for defeat.”

Blanche, Bakbare, and Valla.

These are the three who have reached the Master level.

For the Imperial Academy, defeating those three would be considered a success.

The instructors quickly drafted a list of students who would participate in this match.

“First is Princess Charle.”

The first from Fredon Academy is Valla.

He is from a southern nomadic tribe and belongs to the Kilhart tribe, which has a good relationship with the Empire.

He is skilled and has a good personality, but he tends to be a bit ignorant and has a lot of affection, so he might yield to royalty.

Thinking of that, they put Charle forward and said to her as she looked at them.

“Princess, we don’t have high expectations.”

“Just think of it as showing what you have learned from Count Ian so far.”

“If possible, we would like you to exhaust Valla Kilhart’s strength a bit….”

They say they don’t have high expectations, but they want a lot.

Charle, who received the instructors’ request, nodded with an arrogant expression.

“Trust in this Princess.”

“Understood.”

The order determined by Fredon Academy and the Imperial Academy was brought to the referee.

As the match began, Valla stepped forward from Fredon Academy.

“Euryah!!”

Roaring, he stepped forward and raised his axe towards the Imperial Academy students gathered at the training ground.

At the same time, intense blue aura surged from his body, and an aura blade was created in one hand.

“Oh, ooh….”

“To think he’s a real Master….”

“This is terrifying.”

The Imperial Academy students were impressed by his spirit.

But it was different on the Fredon Academy side.

“Is that idiot crazy?!

“Why is he wasting aura?!

This competitive match adopted a format where the winner continues to fight.

As such, stamina and aura should be conserved as much as possible, but he’s using aura like that.

Arense shook his head in disbelief at Valla’s pathetic behavior.

“When we get back, that guy is going to have solo training. You guys. You’ve been lacking tension lately.”

The students who heard Arense’s words nodded in agreement.

As Valla, unaware of his future, gleefully showed off his skills and sheathed his aura blade, the Imperial Academy side stepped forward.

It was the beautiful Princess Charle with blood-red eyes.

When she came up, Valla grinned.

“Hey. Princess. You don’t think I’ll go easy on you just because you learned from Ian, do you?”

“Hmph. There’s no need to go easy.”

“Oh. Cool.”

Valla grinned and aimed his axe.

In response, Charle also aimed her sword.

As they seemed ready to fight, the referee raised the flag.

“Euryah!!”

Valla charged with a terrifying momentum.

Charle glanced at him and gracefully stepped through his attacks.

Then, she glanced at the Fredon Academy side.

Her gaze was on the boy who had been intensively training her for the past few days.

-Squeeze.

Strength enters the hand holding the sword hilt.

She turned her gaze back to Valla, who was charging again, and swung her sword as she had trained so far.

“She fights better than I thought. Is the Princess still at the User level?”

“Judging by her swordsmanship, she seems to have surpassed the User level.”

“She fights well in harmony with magic. Amazing.”

Charle was fighting quite well against Valla, who was a Master.

She uses efficient swordsmanship, conserving the power contained in each strike as much as possible.

Watching her, Blanche asked Ian in admiration.

“That swordsmanship. Did you teach it to her?”

“Yeah. By the way, I taught it to you guys too.”

“Huh? I don’t remember learning such swordsmanship?”

When Widia asked, Ian said nonchalantly.

“That’s not for you. I only taught you what suits you.”

There is compatibility in all martial arts.

Body type, aura, personality, habits.

Depending on all of that, there are things that suit you and things that don’t.

That’s why Ian identified all of that when teaching the Fredon Academy students and passed on what was suitable during training.

“Wow. Really?”

“Well. You may not know it now, but you’ll know it when you get stronger later.”

While Widia stuck out her tongue, Bakbare gripped his mace.

“To have to get stronger here. How much more?”

“Don’t be complacent just because you’ve reached the Master level. There are always walls. When you overcome those walls, what I taught you will be of great help.”

At that time, an instructor from the Imperial Academy approached him from behind.

“Count Ian.”

“What’s the matter?”

“Well… this.”

He carefully took out an envelope from his chest and handed it over.

The gold envelope was sealed with a red seal.

Grazein was startled when he saw it.

“…This is the Imperial Seal of the Blad Empire?”

“The Imperial Crest….”

Ian opened the envelope.

Inside the envelope was a letter.

“It says to come to the Imperial Palace right now.”

“The Emperor is calling you?”

“Yeah. Hmm. I’ll have to go.”

Ian is not participating in this competitive match anyway.

So he said to Arense, who was watching Charle and Valla in front.

“Instructor. I have to go out for a bit.”

“Huh? What’s going on?”

“I’ve been summoned by the Imperial Palace.”

“Hmm… is that so? Is it serious?”

“I don’t think so.”

“I see. Okay. Are you coming back today?”

“I probably will. But what are you looking at so intently?”

“Princess Charle. She’s really amazing. How did you teach her?”

On the surface, it looked like Charle was being swept away by Valla’s fierce attacks.

But the reality was different.

Her movements were like water, effortlessly neutralizing Valla’s attacks.

“And she’s getting stronger as she clashes with Valla.”

“That kind of sparring makes you stronger. By the end of this sparring, she’ll probably reach the Expert level.”

Arense nodded heavily at Ian’s assessment.

“Maybe so. It seems like the talent that has been latent until now is exploding. I’m greedy… I want her to study abroad at Fredon Academy somehow.”

“Would the Princess agree?”

Ian smiled and greeted Arense before leaving.

As he was leaving with Mya, he chuckled when he heard cheers from behind.

‘Locate the Imperial Palace. This should be enough to get in.’

‘Is there a need to do that? Let’s just go. I’m going to show the other guys that I’m moving.’

If he was going to meet the Emperor using Warp [a form of instant teleportation], he wouldn’t have told Crepen to deliver the message.

He would have just gone and said it directly.

Ian denied Kirke’s opinion and walked towards the Imperial Palace.

As he approached the Imperial Palace as Kirke guided him, quite a few gazes were directed at Ian.

‘Is it the Imperial Intelligence Department?’

From the Intelligence Department’s point of view, they have no choice but to be nervous.

He blew up the gates and walls of the capital, and he had never not caused an accident since coming to the capital.

As a result, they are worried that he might cause an accident at the Imperial Palace as well.

Even at the gates of the Imperial Palace, knights and soldiers were waiting fully armed.

“The Emperor called me.”

“Insolent!! How dare a mere Count address the Emperor, the master of the Empire, so casually!!”

“That’s when I fear or respect the Emperor.”

When one of the gathered knights shouted, Ian placed his hand on the sword hilt.

The knights who saw it also grabbed their weapons.

It seems they are prepared to risk death and attack if he draws his sword.

In the tense atmosphere, Ian smiled coldly and put strength into the hand holding the sword hilt.

“Stop!!”

At that moment, the gates opened, and Crepen in golden armor and the knights of the Dragon Shield Knights stepped forward.

“Count Ian has come here by order of the Emperor, so you should do your jobs.”

“But Commander Crepen! His rudeness….”

“The strong have the right to have arrogance befitting them. His Majesty also said that Count Ian is qualified enough.”

Of course, he didn’t say that.

The Sword Saint and the Forest Keeper, though only for a while, ignored the Emperor’s authority and spoke informally to him without hesitation.

Also, the Emperor acknowledged it.

Ian is a person who is said to be on par with those two.

So he judged that the Emperor would pass this time without saying anything.

“Ahem. Th, then….”

“Everyone step back!!”

When Crepen shouted, those who were wary of him eventually stepped back.

In front of the suddenly quiet Imperial Palace gate, he sighed.

“Can’t you be respectful at times like this?”

“Why should I to a guy who’s plotting behind my back?”

“Ugh. Anyway, follow me.”

Guided by Crepen, Ian entered the Imperial Palace.

Inside the splendid building, there were many quite beautiful or handsome servants.

As they looked at him with curiosity, Crepen frowned.

“What are you doing!”

“So, sorry!”

The servants hurriedly ran away.

Ian chuckled as he watched them.

“The training of the palace staff is very well done.”

“The rumors about you are the biggest in the Imperial Palace right now. They have no choice but to be interested.”

“Is it because of Princess Charle?”

“Yes.”

The story that Ian is teaching Charle at the Imperial Academy has already spread inside the Imperial Palace.

Ian might become a source of strength for her, who doesn’t have much influence in the Imperial Family.

Then what about Osnen?

What will happen to Kirishnan?

What will happen to the other Imperial Family members, and where should they position themselves in the future?

Everyone was busy gossiping about such issues.

“You coming in the midst of all that is bound to be fascinating.”

“Is that so?”

Ian answered casually as if he wasn’t very interested.

As they walked and arrived near the inner palace, the Black Knights at the entrance of the inner palace held out their hands to Ian.

“Leave your weapon behind.”

Ian immediately took out his sword and gave it to them.

Crepen was puzzled when he saw it.

“Are you okay with that? The Sword Saint and the Forest Keeper refused this gate before.”

And they fought all the Black Knights.

But Ian, who he thought would have the most conflict, willingly gave up his weapon.

Curious, he smiled at him.

“It’s easy to kill all the guys here even without a weapon.”

“…That’s a lot of confidence.”

As Crepen spoke awkwardly, the Black Knights gritted their teeth.

Ian scoffed at them once and strode inside.

“…I’m finally seeing you.”

The old man who was eating.

The Emperor of the Blad Empire looked weakly at Ian and spoke, and Ian immediately threw a punch.

-Kwaaang!!

Not only Crepen but also all the Black Knights waiting inside couldn’t react to the sudden attack.

The only one who reacted to his attack was one.

The Emperor, the old man who had been sitting on the chair as if he was about to collapse until just now.

The Emperor, who deflected the aura shot by Ian with one hand, frowned.

“If you came this far, you should have 맞춰 줄 것이지 [matched] to my plan a little.”

Listening to his grumbling, Ian shrugged.

“Why should I? And….”

“All the actors are here. Let’s finish this quickly without dragging it out.”