All-Master Player Of The Academy [EN]: Chapter 73

◈ Chapter 73

Recognizing the Strong – 1

Returning to his dorm, Ian gently placed Myane in a small basket and sat on the bed.

Then, he took out all the Sacred Relics he had acquired thus far.

As the divine power of the sun and moon began to emanate softly within the room, Myane perked up, raising her head.

“Myaaa~ Myaa~.”

“Stay put over there.”

“Myaa…….”

Myane, who had been trying to approach Ian, sat down looking dejected. He then sat cross-legged, preparing himself.

The inner energy in his dantian [energy center] began to writhe.

The sun and the moon.

The strongest and most conflicting energies in nature began to collide.

In the process, he rapidly absorbed the energies contained within the Sacred Relics.

Not just receiving them little by little as he had done until now, but absorbing them completely, to the point where the Sacred Relics were destroyed.

-Crack! Shatter!

The Sacred Relics shattered.

The more they shattered, the more the energies in Ian’s dantian grew, colliding and harmonizing with each other.

And when all the Sacred Relics in the room were smashed, the swollen energy rushed powerfully towards the two massive meridians [energy pathways] that he had been unable to touch until now.

-Kuuuuung!!

The tidal wave of energy instantly broke through the blocked meridians.

“Myaa…….”

At that moment, Ian’s body floated into the air.

As the energies of the sun and moon flowed out of his body simultaneously, Myane cried out in joy.

Rejoicing that what she had foreseen was indeed happening, Myane cried out loudly once more.

“Myaa~ Myamya~!!”

He has the sun.

He has the moon.

He is creating those great beings within a human body.

Myane was delighted by the sheer beauty of it all.

As Myane cried, Ian’s body underwent a dramatic transformation.

Mussels twisted, and the shape of his bones shifted.

His skin was burned and renewed, and his teeth fell out and were replaced.

As his body was being reconstructed, the impurities remaining within him gathered.

“Cough!!”

A single cough expelled all the impurities.

Ian, who slowly descended back onto the bed, spat the dark red lump of blood from his mouth into the trash can and took a sip of water.

Ian, who had descended from the air, brushed his arm.

The dried shell fell off as powder.

After confirming the completion of his rebirth, Ian headed to the bathroom.

When he emerged after roughly washing up, the Masked One, who hadn’t been there moments before—the leader of the Sword Flower Unit—was waiting, looking bewildered.

“What… did you just do?”

He couldn’t believe what he had witnessed.

“Who the hell are you?”

As the leader asked in a serious voice, Ian grinned.

His appearance reminded the leader of the strong individuals he had encountered in his life.

The Sword Saint was like light itself.

The one who wielded sword strikes as fast as light was so dazzling that he seemed like light incarnate.

What about the Forest Keeper?

That old man was a force of nature, a giant storm.

He exuded the dignity of the natural world, a presence that one could not dare to challenge.

And what about the Emperor?

He was like a giant, endless forest.

He seemed like an endless forest with no end in sight.

And Ian is…

‘The sky.’

The endlessly large and vast sky containing the sun, moon, and stars.

‘Shall we fight?’

A sense of rivalry began to stir within him.

He had come to deliver information about the Blue Moon, but now he felt like he was risking his life just being here.

The leader reached for the sword hilt.

“Leader, the Blue Moon attacked me earlier.”

“……Oh.”

Was it a coincidence? Or was it intentional?

Ian spoke as if to dissuade him from drawing his sword.

“So, I managed to get some information.”

“What information?”

“About the Blue Moon’s branch offices.”

“I already know that. There are two in the Overwell Kingdom and one in the Estin Kingdom.”

“Besides that, there’s a branch in the Kiledi Mountains of the Scarlet Kingdom. It seems quite important.”

If it was a place that required such high security that it wasn’t even officially recorded, it certainly held significance.

As Ian spoke, the leader looked puzzled.

“How did you find that out?”

“I caught the guys who attacked earlier and… persuaded them.”

“The Blue Moon assassins wouldn’t open their mouths so easily….”

“Anyway, can you investigate that lead? After all, the Blue Moon is the enemy of the Sword Flower Unit, right?”

“Ha. You’re trying to use the leader of the Sword Flower Unit?”

“Doesn’t it sound better to say we’re joining hands? I provided this information, so you should contribute something too, right?”

“Hmm…….”

“And I’ll join you when you fight the Blue Moon. How about it?”

“I intend to behead the leader of the Blue Moon.”

“I promise.”

He doesn’t care about his own life.

All Ian is interested in is obtaining the Moonlight Sword.

He had used all the sun and moon energy he had gathered during this Rebirth, so he needed to gather new energy for the second Rebirth.

Perhaps even more than he had gathered so far.

To do that, he had to diligently collect anything he deemed valuable.

As he spoke coolly, the leader nodded.

If it’s Ian, he wouldn’t be a liability.

In that case, joining forces wouldn’t be such a bad idea.

Besides, he might get a chance to recruit him into the Sword Flower Unit while working together.

“You said the Scarlet Kingdom, right? I’ll investigate separately and let you know. Where will you be?”

“I’ll be at the Academy.”

“I see. Understood.”

The leader nodded and left, and Ian sat on the bed and began to meditate.

* * *

The next day, Ian headed to the Guard Platoon.

The additional interrogation of the Blue Moon assassins was over, and they would be transferred to Auden County.

As Ian nodded after hearing Caulo’s explanation, the door to the Guard Platoon opened.

“Oh~ Ian, it’s you! Thanks to you, Blue… Huh?”

Killord, who had just returned after escorting other high-ranking nobles, stared at Ian as soon as he entered.

“What’s wrong?”

“You seem a bit different?”

As he tilted his head, Blanche, who had accompanied Killord as his aide, agreed.

“Your skin looks better?”

“Your body seems a bit bigger too. Did you experience some enlightenment?”

“Enlightenment?”

“When you reach a certain level, you gain enlightenment, and through that, your body becomes more suitable for combat.”

Blanche looked confused, and Caulo nodded.

He had experienced it too.

“My arms and legs lengthened three times, and I became a Master.”

“They say that if that change reaches its ultimate stage, the body completely transforms. Of course, this is a story that only appears in legends. Who knows? Maybe the Sword Saint, the Forest Keeper, or the Emperor reached that level.”

Killord explained in detail to inform Blanche.

Ian, who was listening from the side, smiled contentedly, and Killord patted him on the back.

“Anyway, if something good happened, I can’t just stand by. Let’s go. Let’s celebrate and have something very expensive and delicious.”

“Thank you, Count.”

After having a meal with them, Ian immediately returned to the Academy.

As he entered the dorm in front of the Academy, Grazin didn’t seem to have returned yet.

As he put his bag down in the dorm and unpacked, Myane cried.

Myane, who had climbed onto his lap, began to knead him with her paws, and Ian smiled.

Holding Myane in both hands, Ian channeled his inner energy.

The energy of the sun rippled and rose, and was transmitted directly to her.

Myane, who was purring and receiving the golden energy, cried softly.

Myane’s golden patterns became even darker.

Not only that, but her body also seemed to have grown a bit.

“How much do I have to raise this to give her the power of a dragon?”

“Myaa~.”

As Myane set her tail up and cried as if she was in a good mood, Ian stroked her fluffy head.

“I’ve also had a Rebirth, so let’s make elixirs now. I’ll start with Songhwa liquid. Can I get the ingredients in the remaining time?”

“Where is that?”

After hearing those words, Ian thought about the locations of the gates and said.

“Just know the location. Just the location. I’ll go later.”

* * *

The vacation, long for some and short for others, was over.

Ian and Grazin, who had been staying near the Academy for the rest of the break, immediately packed their bags and entered the dormitory as soon as school started.

“Oh. First place.”

“Didn’t the other kids come yet?”

The dormitory door wasn’t open either.

As Grazin was about to go get the key, Ian stopped him.

“The Academy dormitory door is also enchanted, right?”

“It’s quite complicated, right?”

Still, it’s an Academy building, so can it be easily unlocked?

As Grazin watched, Ian reached for the lock.

-Click.

The lock was released in an instant.

“That’s amazing.”

“This much is easy.”

Ian released the magic circle remaining on his palm and opened the door.

The door was locked, but it seems like the room has already been cleaned.

Passing through the clean hallway and entering the room, Grazin immediately lay down on the bed.

“Ugh~ My room~!”

“Myaaaa~.”

“Aren’t you going to unpack your luggage before lying down?”

As Ian took care of Myane, Grazin tilted his head.

“Where are you going?”

“I don’t have anything to organize. I’m going to the Temple of the Sun right away.”

“Are we going to have dinner together?”

“I don’t know. I’ll see. Then I’m going.”

After roughly answering him, Ian headed to the Temple of the Sun.

Perhaps because the Academy was open, people had returned to the Temple of the Sun.

“Ah. Saint Ian.”

Cleaning was in full swing.

Seeing the priests and nuns moving busily, Ian rolled up his sleeves.

“I’ll help too.”

The old woman holding the broom, Head Nun Hestian, greeted him with a warm smile.

“Thank you always. You haven’t been back for long, so you should rest today….”

“It’s okay. Can I clean here?”

As Ian took the broom as if he was taking it away, she smiled apologetically and picked up a rag.

“Saint Ian, did you come to the Great Prayer Meeting last time?”

“Yes. It was spectacular.”

“Huhu. Everyone says that. So I think it will be like that again next year. However, Archbishop Arabolta was sick for several days because of the Great Prayer Meeting.”

“Is that so?”

Archbishop Arabolta is the priest who presided over the Great Prayer Meeting at that time.

Hestian, who was talking about how he had suffered, smiled at Ian.

“Anyway, I’m glad if you were satisfied. It was worth inviting you.”

“Yes. I’ll have to invite you to the Hero Festival party again for the next Great Prayer Meeting invitation.”

“Huhu. Don’t do that and find another good person. Or should I introduce you? There are many good people among our saints.”

“Where is there anyone as good as you, Sister?”

‘I will definitely invite you this time.’