All-Master Player Of The Academy [EN]: Chapter 79

◈ Chapter 79

40. Monster and Monster – 1

The B Class students froze for a moment.

But it was only for a short time.

Before the vacation started, they were worried about Osnen coming.

But why now?

They were more excited than worried.

“Well, it’s because we have someone to rely on.”

Haroon glanced at Ian.

As expected, he didn’t react much.

His indifference was bringing stability to Class B.

“Well, Ian is skilled enough to navigate the Forgotten City with ease.”

When Graejin said that, Blanche nodded.

“Our monster is quite something too.”

As the B Class students whispered, Aranse frowned.

“Don’t think of passing everything on to Ian. It’s good to have one outstanding person, of course. But you need to show that those around him are just as capable.”

He said coldly to the gathered students.

“If we get the Hero’s Crest in the Hero Festival in the second semester, our B Class can take the overall promotion exam.”

“That’s right.”

“Do you think you can all pass that promotion exam?”

“Ouch. Instructor, don’t be so harsh.”

When Wilbal awkwardly laughed, Aranse pointed at Ian.

“Ian will definitely pass, for sure.”

He had the skills to be an upper-level instructor.

So there was no worry.

“Haroon and Wildy will be fine too. And some of the guys who reached Expert during the vacation, well, they’ll barely make it.”

But what about the rest?

No matter how good Ian is, he can’t take responsibility for everything.

As Aranse presented the reality, the B Class students gave bitter smiles.

“Yes.”

The B Class students were those who lived for their own excellence.

As such, they were not discouraged by the painful and cold reality.

They only showed competitive spirit.

Aranse smiled at them, who were showing burning fighting spirit.

“Ian, can you mentor the kids when you have time?”

“As I always say.”

“Sacred objects?”

“Yes.”

“I’ll prepare that somehow. And those who want to learn, don’t come empty-handed.”

Knowledge is power.

Even if they are in the same class, it is shameful to get it for free.

They all knew that, so they nodded without hesitation.

“You listen so well at times like this.”

“Haha. It’s because you’re saying something obvious. Hey, Ian, let’s spar since we’re on the topic.”

As Park Bare laughed and said, Ian nodded.

The construction of the Temple of the Moon was finished, so he had time.

So he had to teach them when he had the chance.

Seeing the B Class students discussing their own training schedules and returning, Aute approached Ian.

“The prayer meeting can be prepared tomorrow. But Saint, won’t you be busy?”

From what Aranse said, Ian seemed to be busy for the time being.

He had to look after the B Class students, so would he have time to participate in the prayer meeting?

Ian shook his head at him, who was worried.

“I can spare time for the prayer meeting, so don’t worry and proceed as planned.”

“That’s a relief then. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

* * *

As soon as he returned to the dormitory, he headed to the back garden.

Ian said to Park Bare, who was preparing for the sparring.

“I’ll settle the sparring fee with marble.”

The highest quality marble to be used for making the statue of the Temple of the Moon was obtained from Park Bare.

His family was running a top-quality marble mine.

He had received the best of them, so he had to pay the price.

While Park Bare was grinning and grabbing his mace, other students approached.

“Oh, are you starting with Park Bare?”

Widia, Blanche, and Valla.

And other students who handled aura came out.

As they sat down, Ian picked up a practice mace.

“Oh? You use a mace too?”

“You should think that there are no weapons I can’t use.”

Park Bare smiled at Ian, who was lightly holding the mace.

“Then I’ll go right away!!”

When an hour of sparring was over, Park Bare’s whole body was covered in sweat.

He couldn’t hit him even once.

No, apart from that, he couldn’t even grasp the movement of the mace in Ian’s hand.

“Haa… Haa… Are you going easy on me right now?”

“Of course. And if you can follow what I did, you’ll overcome the wall of Expert.”

“Hmm…”

“It’s the same when using aura.”

Ian, at the Master level, was explaining.

Park Bare concentrated to not miss a single word.

“I see…”

“The important thing is the flow. If you grasp that, you can become an Expert.”

After finishing the explanation, Ian looked at the warriors who had serious expressions.

“Those who watched my sparring with Park Bare and seem to have realized something, come out.”

As Ian tapped the practice weapon container, Valla stepped forward.

“Hey. I think I can do it with a little more.”

As Kirke had evaluated before, Valla’s potential was quite outstanding.

Since handling aura is a sensory thing, Valla, who was from a nomadic background, was a little more advantageous.

‘I know.’

He had been a teacher to someone in numerous lives.

It was easy to estimate how to teach just by looking at it, so Ian lightly swung the axe.

“Watch my posture and follow it. Learn the theory of aura properly.”

“Oh? What about sparring?”

“This is better for you than sparring.”

As Ian said firmly, Aranse nodded.

“Of course. Of course. Whose words are these.”

“Ugh. I’m weak in theory.”

But Valla imprinted his movements in his head as much as possible as Ian said.

Like that.

The training of the B Class students continued late into the night.

* * *

The next day, nothing special changed.

In the basic magic and alchemy classes, Ian went outside and conducted the class.

The two instructors, who were skeptical after hearing Aranse’s words, couldn’t help but admire.

“It was amazing.”

“That’s right. Ian’s level is not intermediate.”

As the two who returned after the class said, Aranse smirked.

He really had a stroke of good luck.

“Aranse. Are you happy?”

A Class instructor Hauzel said with a jealous voice.

He regretted missing the opportunity to get that lucky guy at the beginning of the year.

Aranse, who was smiling as he watched the other homeroom instructors smack their lips, felt bitter.

“I’m happy, but…”

“What’s the complaint?”

“I’m worried that Ian is too outstanding.”

As he said, Ian was outstanding.

Not just the academy’s classes.

He was outstanding in every way.

“So…”

“Hmm?”

“I’m worried that he might quit the academy after this year.”

All the instructors who heard that became silent.

Of course, Ian wasn’t the first Master to be a student at the academy.

But the difference between Ian and them was that those Masters had many other things to learn.

Even Rakid was like that.

He was a Master from the time he entered.

The parts he learned from Tyrant Gust, such as swordsmanship and combat, were outstanding.

But it was difficult to say that he was outstanding in all the parts taught at the academy.

But what about Ian?

He is far more outstanding than any other student in all areas.

No, maybe he’s better than the academy’s instructors.

“And did everyone see it? The Temple of the Moon that was built this time.”

As Aranse said, the instructors nodded.

It takes at least several years to build such a temple.

Of course, the B Class students and Scrandar helped with the work this time.

But Ian did all the overall command from the design, and it only took a few days to complete.

And the Pensilian statue he made was an art piece that anyone could admire.

“I heard that statue was made in one day?”

As the instructors said, Aranse nodded.

He was too outstanding.

At this point, he wasn’t just an awl in a pocket, but a spear.

“So that’s why you’re worried.”

“Still, Ian is doing well without dropping out, right?”

As Blackwood said, Aranse shook his head.

“Well… I don’t know how that will turn out.”

He remembered the story they shared during the Hero Festival parade before.

You have to keep your promise.

Because that’s a promise.

He thought it was just a joke, but it might have been sincere for Ian.

So, will Ian stay when that promise is over?

According to Aranse’s judgment of Ian so far, the answer was quite negative.

“Well… if he goes up to the upper class next year, we’ll give him the student council president position and give him convenience in many ways, wouldn’t he stay?”

As Hauzel scratched his cheek and said, Aranse sighed heavily.

“Well… I wonder how it will turn out.”

As the atmosphere became heavy, Valentine, who had been quietly watching, raised his hand slightly.

“We have to think about the problem of the Abandoned Magic Zone, as well as Ian.”

The traces of black magic and the altar of the Balrog ruins.

The only one who knows why it was there is the former manager, Hastings.

But no matter how much they searched through the things Hastings left behind, nothing related came out.

“The Magic Tower and the Archaeological Society are scheduled to come next week because of that investigation. Even if I and Graejin greet the Archaeological Society…”

The problem is the Magic Tower.

They don’t know what the stubborn Magic Tower will say when they see the traces of black magic.

“Only worries are increasing.”

The worries that were equal to the joy caused by the amazing talent named Ian were enough to make the instructors’ atmosphere gloomy.

* * *

Around the time the instructors were talking.

Ian went out of the village with Aute.

“Saint, you don’t have to come.”

“I’m going because I want to go.”

Today, priests from the Order of the Moon were scheduled to come.

When Ian heard that, he deliberately went out to meet them with Aute.

If they get caught up in something strange and cause problems, the prayer meeting will be blown away.

“Saint, aren’t you busy? I heard you have to help others…”

“Yes. So I left homework.”

You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t force it to drink.

Of course, Ian could grab their heads and force them to drink.

But they were trying on their own, so he just had to set the direction.

“That’s a relief then…”

He was worried that he might be interfering with the academy’s events.

While he was worried, Ian grabbed his sword.

<10 Expert-level hostile entities are waiting outside the village.>

‘Who are these guys?’

The guests he was waiting for didn’t come, but unwanted guys came.

There’s one more.

<1 Master entity. Approaching at high speed.>

“Priest, would you please step back for a moment?”

“Yes? Why are you doing this…”

As Ian drew his sword, ten assassins who noticed his murderous intent revealed themselves.

“You came out on your own. Ian Brandon.”

While they were happy, the one Kirke detected arrived.

He seemed to have run quite fast, and he tilted his head as he looked at the ten assassins, Ian, and Aute.

One of the assassins coldly asked him.

“Who are you?”

The Blue Moon assassins and the young man stared at each other.

How long did that gaze last?

The young man exclaimed.

“This is amazing.”

The red-haired handsome young man said to the Blue Moon assassins.

“How can you waste your lives like that? It’s truly amazing. I admire your challenging spirit to challenge the impossible.”

He spoke in a strangely irritating tone.