All-Master Player Of The Academy [EN]: Chapter 256

◈ Chapter 256

128. The Day of Return – 2

The unusual atmosphere made the students of the Imperial Academy and Fredon Academy look serious.

It felt like something was about to happen.

That’s why Wildy and Oerina approached Charles.

“Your Highness.”

“I hesitate to say this… but you should listen to what Ian says.”

“But…”

“He has never been wrong about anything he has said.”

Charles looked at Ian with a pitiful expression.

However, he still had the same indifferent expression as before.

As she moved her lips as if to say something again, Osnen stepped forward.

“What exactly happens if Charles refuses treatment?”

“If you’re lucky, you’ll become a crazy master and go around massacring people?”

“…Is that lucky?”

“Yes.”

Then what happens if you’re unlucky?

He was afraid to ask.

Osnen hesitated, then took Ian away and asked in a place where no one could hear.

“What happens if you’re unlucky?”

“You will gain enlightenment and connect to the truth.”

“…What does that mean?”

“There is something called truth in the world. It is the principle that constitutes the world, and it is the totality of all power and knowledge.”

“Is that a bad thing? You can gain the truth.”

“It would be nice if it were that simple, but connecting to the truth is a little different.”

“What’s different?”

“First. You become a being trapped in the truth, neither dead nor alive. No one can recognize you, and only you can recognize the world.”

“Is it like a seal?”

“Similar. You have to endure that pain alone until the world is destroyed and the truth itself disappears.”

“…I see. And?”

“After that, you have to become a slave to the truth and move as a tool to prevent the destruction of the world. It’s like a guardian of sorts….”

“A guardian.”

“Yes. There are times when you have to kill many people, and there are cases where you massacre innocent civilians.”

“…Just hearing those two things makes it sound terrible.”

“What’s even more terrible is that emotions and memories remain intact throughout this entire process.”

In other words.

The more virtuous you are, the greater the pain and guilt will be.

“Because of simple romantic feelings. Moreover, it’s not even real, it’s just an attraction due to a sense of incongruity, but isn’t it too much to endure such pain?”

Osnen nodded.

If Ian was telling the truth, he was offering treatment out of pure goodwill.

“Ha. I see. I understand. I will also persuade Charles.”

“Yes. Act like an older brother.”

After finishing the conversation, Osnen stopped walking as he was about to approach Charles.

“But you said you saw it from the side, right? Who is it?”

“Um. There is such a person.”

Ian refused to answer, and Osnen shrugged.

In the end, Charles gave in to the persuasion of Osnen, Wildy, and Oerina.

However, there was a condition that if she could maintain her feelings even after the treatment, Ian would consider it.

Anyway, now that things were settled, Fredon Academy left the Imperial Academy as planned.

After finishing all the events and leaving the Imperial Academy’s gate, Blanche smiled and nudged Aranse.

“Instructor Aranse.”

“Huh…?”

“Ah. Please manage your expression.”

He had a duel with the Sword Saint all night last night.

Perhaps because he had taken a step closer to the swordsmanship he idealized, Aranse was constantly smiling.

“Are you that happy?”

“I decided to have another duel later. Hehehe.”

“Congratulations. To celebrate, are we taking the gate straight back?”

As Blanche said with a smile, Aranse replied with a smile.

“What nonsense are you talking about? The way back is also training.”

“Damn it.”

As with the way he came, he had to travel by land as quickly as possible without using the gate [teleportation portal].

At those words, the students looked at Ian.

“Why.”

“Don’t you have a prize this time?”

“I wonder.”

“How about a week of continuous duels after returning?”

“I’m busy, so that’s a bit difficult.”

“What are you busy with?”

“I have to go to Dwarven City with Instructor Scranda, and there are things to prepare here and there….”

“Oh. Then Dwarven City equipment? I’ll give you money, so buy me some. How about that as a prize?”

“Dwarven City-level equipment is something I can just make, so it’s not really suitable as a prize.”

The equipment of Dwarven City, the city where dwarves live, is not as good as the artifacts of the Forgotten City, but it is the best in terms of simple equipment.

There are so many people who die without ever holding a single piece of Dwarven City equipment in their lives.

But to say that so simply.

The students thought that was typical of Ian.

“It’s supposed to be a prize, so something good has to come out. I’ll make you a coordinate fixer.”

“…Pardon?”

Everyone was horrified.

The reason why they can only warp to the academy now is because of the coordinate fixer there.

In other words, if they could create a new coordinate fixer, they would be able to warp to their own territories.

“Wow. That’s amazing… I’m going to win this time for sure.”

As Ha-ryun clenched his fist and muttered, Wildy quickly gathered people to go with him, checking him.

Watching the students decide on the route to return, Ian picked up his bracelet.

“Then let’s all know that. I’m going back first, so see you at the academy later….”

“Count Ian!!”

Knights were gathering on the main street.

It was the Dragon Shield Knights.

As their leader, Crepen, and the saintess of the Moon Order, Celestia, approached, Ian was puzzled.

“What is it? Do you have anything else to say?”

The work in the Empire was over.

Of course, there were follow-up and follow-up measures left, but wasn’t that something to be done in the Empire?

“Isn’t it unusual to just leave like this?”

“What’s not to be?”

Sensing that they were having a serious conversation, Aranse gestured to Ian.

He nodded at the signal that he was leaving first.

Crepen sighed as he watched the Fredon Academy students leave quickly.

“You have cleaned up the danger that occurred in the Empire. Shouldn’t you receive compensation for that and leave?”

“I will write down what I need and send it to you.”

“Not that… Do you have any intention of coming to the Empire?”

Ian stared at him.

Crepen slightly averted his eyes at his gaze.

“Did the Emperor order you to?”

“Um. That is.”

“I have no intention of becoming a noble of the Empire. Tell the Emperor to take care of himself.”

“His Majesty said. If you want, even marriage with Princess Charles….”

“I don’t want to.”

“…He even offered to succeed the Marquis title, no, the Iron-Blooded Duke….”

“I don’t need any of that.”

What value would a Marquis or Duke title have?

Ian pointed to Celestia.

“If you have funds to use for that, tell them to support the Moon Order.”

“Ah. We are fine. Saint.”

“Isn’t the Moon Order still poor? I think it would be better to receive some generous support from the Empire.”

“Ahaha. I’m embarrassed.”

“Then you have nothing more to say, right? I’m leaving.”

Ian picked up his bag.

Mya-ne in the bag peeked out and waved her front paws in greeting.

“Ah… Wait a minute! First, go to the Imperial Palace and negotiate with His Majesty a little more….”

Crepen shouted, trying to hold him back, but Ian activated his bracelet.

As he disappeared in an instant, Crepen was quite disappointed.

“What an unfortunate thing.”

As soon as Ian returned to the academy faster than the other students using Warp, he headed to the potion making room.

‘Kirke. What happened to what I asked you to prepare?’

Kirke, who had analyzed the necessary materials, reported.

Accordingly, Ian was taking out medicinal herbs from the material warehouse when the door to the medicinal herb warehouse opened.

“Hmm? When did you come?”

It was Scranda, tapping his pipe.

Ian glanced at him riding Nuab and asked in disbelief.

“Is Nuab okay?”

“What’s wrong with it? We dwarves are close to the earth.”

“Even so, it’s the Spirit King.”

“I’m okay.”

Nuab, panting and wagging his tail, replied, and Mya-ne got out of the bag.

“Myaa~.”

Then she jumped up and climbed onto Nuab’s head.

Scranda, who stroked Mya-ne, who had settled down as if it were her seat, approached Ian.

“The ingredients are a bit unusual. What are you trying to make?”

“I need some medicine. Oh, and Instructor.”

“Hmm?”

“I’m thinking of going to Dwarven City. Let’s go together.”

“Why there?”

Ian immediately explained the situation.

Kesin’s base may be in Dwarven City.

Gehern’s subordinates may have been up to something there.

At Ian’s words, Scranda tilted his head.

“I don’t think that’s the case.”

“Still, I’m going to go just in case. You don’t have to go if you’re busy.”

“I’m not busy. I can postpone the class. There are many substitutes because of the workshop you created.”

Ian is unique, but the level of students learning metallurgy at the academy is mediocre.

Anyone working as a dwarf can be brought in to teach them.

“Anyway, there were many people in Dwarven City who wanted to see you.”

“Tell them to just come to the academy.”

“Because they have to protect the Dwarven City’s furnace. Anyway, are you going to go as soon as you make that medicine?”

“Yes.”

“How long will it take? I need to contact Dwarven City, so let’s share the schedule.”

“It will be next week.”

“Okay. I’ll let you know.”

“I understand.”

* * *

Until the medicine was completed, Ian worked in his laboratory.

He also had to make the Titan to give to Ha-ryun and the coordinate fixer, which was the prize.

And he had to prepare to catch Rubellin in his own way.

While working and spending time like that, the medicine was completed, and Ian immediately headed to the Imperial Academy with the medicine.

“Ian….”

Charles’ expression was dark as she came out at Ian’s call.

“I’ve been a little strange lately.”

“Strange. How?”

“I hear hallucinations, and sometimes I see illusions. And… I’m still seeing them now.”

“What do you see?”

She pointed behind Ian.

“Behind you… I see a woman. She’s very sad… and she likes you like me….”

Osnen, who brought her out, looked at Ian.

There was nothing behind him.

“…This is really serious.”

“It’s because Kirishnan’s memories have begun to erode. The sense of incongruity that two people’s memories remain in one body is gradually increasing, and you are approaching the truth.”

“Will it get better if I just take that medicine?”

“It will get better.”

As Ian held out the medicine, Charles looked at the medicine placed on the table.

Charles, looking back and forth between the black pill and Ian, swallowed.

Then, as promised, she swallowed the medicine in one gulp.

“Ugh….”

Charles covered her forehead as if she felt a severe headache.

After groaning for a while, she raised her head.

“…It’s a great sense of futility.”

“It will subside soon. And… you can’t see it now, right?”

Ian pointed behind him, and Charles nodded.

“But what were the things I saw? Were they just hallucinations?”