All-Master Player Of The Academy [EN]: Chapter 90

90. Instead of Cinderella – 2

Brilliant lightning enveloped Palgon.

Where the blue dragon had disappeared, only crisply roasted Palgon remained.

As he collapsed, one of the knights shouted in panic.

“A, attack!”

What was he saying?

What were they supposed to do against the one who had broken through the castle gate with a single blow and unleashed that massive magic just now?

There was no one here who hadn’t heard of Ian’s reputation.

But could they, who couldn’t even use Aura [a type of magical energy], stop him?

Seeing the soldiers terrified, Ian drew his sword.

“I, Ian Brandon, have only come to claim the position of heir to the Brandon barony and the inheritance my mother left behind.”

The soldiers near the castle walls were taken aback by those words.

“Huh? Wait a minute. If that’s the case……”

Ian was the third son of the Brandon barony.

In other words, he was a noble who inherited the blood of Brandon.

In that situation, if he said he came to become the heir and to claim his mother’s inheritance…

‘Then he’s not an enemy of the Brandon barony?’

It was just an internal fight within the barony.

And they just had to choose a faction.

The expressions of the soldiers who were trying to stop Ian changed.

“W-what are you doing?!”

As they dropped their weapons, the knights panicked.

Facing them, the soldiers said.

“No. This is just a fight for succession.”

“Isn’t it up to us to decide which side to take?”

The knights couldn’t hide their embarrassment at their resistance and looked at Ian.

Ian, riding the Solar Horse, was smirking bitterly.

‘To think they’d pull such a trick here…….’

To dismiss this attack as not an attack on the territory, but merely a fight for succession.

Then the soldiers had enough justification not to get involved.

“W-we will follow young master!”

The current lord, Harvard Brandon, only exploited them and had no ability.

Ian, who was making a name for himself even in the academy and was being scouted from all over.

There was no one among the soldiers who didn’t know whose side to take.

All the soldiers laid down their weapons, and the knights shouted harshly.

“Pick up your weapons!!”

“That man is an enemy attacking the Brandon barony! Pick up your weapons!!”

But the soldiers only resisted the order.

In the end, the moment a knight tried to punish a young soldier for insubordination by beheading him…

-Thwack!!

The knight’s head was pierced by a dagger thrown by Ian.

“I’ll make sure to kill those who wield weapons.”

“Don’t be ridiculous!! You little brat!!”

A giant knight charged.

Ian, scoffing at him, lightly swung his sword.

-Swoosh!!

The knight wearing thick armor couldn’t withstand even a single blow and was split in half.

The knights were taken aback by that immense power and the continued resistance of the soldiers.

“W-what do we do?! Captain!”

“Captain!”

“……Damn it!! Knights, die! Die and show your loyalty!”

As the captain charged with an iron club, some knights followed.

But the remaining knights were different.

The only thing precious to them was their own lives.

In a situation where some were charging and some were frozen, Ian smiled coldly.

As declared, he eliminated all those who wielded weapons.

All that remained were those who were terrified and begging for their lives.

As he passed them and entered the castle, the territory residents who had come out after hearing the commotion watched Ian in hiding.

“T-that’s young master Ian, isn’t it?”

“That person is that young master Ian?”

“He looks the same, but……”

The territory residents also knew about Ian.

The young master who was so mistreated in the Brandon barony.

A noble, but everything he wore, ate, and did was like an ordinary commoner or serf [a type of agricultural laborer bound under the feudal system].

Nevertheless, it was true that he never stopped training.

But his skills were completely different from what they knew.

“Wowwww!!”

Several knights of the Brandon barony rushed at Ian.

Ian, who easily blocked it with self-generating magic and cut them down, turned his head slightly.

The territory residents who made eye contact with him panicked and ran away from him.

“Kirke. What are the locations of Harvard Brandon, Lilka Wilse, and York Brandon??”

Harvard Brandon.

The current head of the Brandon barony.

Lilka Wilse.

The current wife of the Brandon baron and Ian’s stepmother.

York Brandon.

The current heir to the Brandon barony.

As he recalled the three to be captured and asked, Kirke immediately answered.

Ian slowly turned his eyes.

As the path leading to the lord’s residence and the mansion came into view, the memories remaining in this body came to mind.

The memory of walking this path alone while crying.

The memory of receiving the pitiful gazes of the territory residents.

And the memory of not being able to return and sitting alone until night.

The memories of gloom and pain remaining in this Brandon barony were slowly permeating.

Chewing on them one by one, Ian moved to the front of the mansion.

It was a mansion, but it wasn’t very big.

It was only about two stories high, and there weren’t many rooms, a building that looked quite shabby on the outside.

“Ian!! What are you doing here!!”

Ten knights were in front of the mansion, and a black-haired young man in armor was standing in front of them.

He used to laugh at Ian, who trained every day, and beat him up in the name of sparring.

And he didn’t even give him proper treatment.

After he became an Aura user one day, he told his father Harvard that he wasn’t even worth feeding and locked him in the warehouse to starve.

His face, which had always been arrogant since the day he became an Aura user.

“You look good?”

As Ian said, it was turning bluish.

He was also a knight holding a sword.

So he knew how scary a master was.

So instead of rushing, he shouted.

“You don’t even know gratitude!”

Ian was taken aback by the shout.

“Kirke. Is there a memory I missed?”

“Then what is he talking about? Ah. Are you perhaps talking about the bread you gave me when I was seven?”

When Ian asked, York was overjoyed.

“You remember! When you were starving, I gave you bread to solve your hunger!! Now you forget that grace and……”

“Wow. To think you’d consider that grace.”

The day he became an Aura user, he gave Ian, who was starving, bread as a celebration.

He was so hungry that he ate it ravenously, but he suffered for days as a result.

After barely recovering and finding out the reason, he learned that the bread was full of mold and half rotten.

It was bread that even serfs wouldn’t eat.

When he asked why he gave him such a thing.

He said this.

You are a bug, so rotten bread suits you.

And then he talks about grace.

Ian clicked his tongue at the other person’s audacity.

“Isn’t he crazy? This guy.”

There was no need to talk more.

As a magic circle was created in his hand, York shouted in panic.

“H-hit him! That guy……. Uwaaaaaack!!”

Gravity.

The gravity magic learned from Oerina pressed down on York’s body.

“Ugh! Keueoeoeok!!”

-Crack! Crunch!

His body was crushed by gravity, and his bones began to crack.

York, engulfed in terrible pain, screamed and wailed.

But Ian’s gravity didn’t stop, and no one could stop it.

“Stop it!! Stop!!”

A scream close to a scream was heard from the mansion.

Ian glanced over there.

A middle-aged man in an old dress and a woman trembling beside him were rushing over.

“Ian! You! What is this!! How dare you attack your brother like this!!”

The middle-aged man.

As Ian’s father, Harvard Brandon, shouted, he chuckled.

“It’s been a while, Father.”

“Stop it right now!!”

He lightly clenched his hand.

The magic circle disappeared, and York, freed from the pain, fainted.

But all the bones in his body were crushed.

If left like this, he would die, and even if he lived, he would not be able to avoid being disabled for the rest of his life.

Harvard must have realized that, as his eyes widened.

“You wicked bastard!! I sent you to the academy, and you made your brother like this?!”

Looking at him shouting with a stern face, Ian shrugged.

“Let me ask you just one thing.”

“What is it!!”

“Why did you do that to me?”

“What?”

“Tell me. Why did you do that to me?”

“Wh-what……”

“Don’t give me any bullshit like, ‘You insulted me.’”

As Ian asked, grabbing the hilt of his sword, Harvard panicked.

“Wh-what did I do……. I’ve been feeding you and raising you all this time! And I even sent you to the academy!!”

He shouted without backing down, even while avoiding his gaze.

“Then let me ask. Why are you doing this now? Why are you causing such a ruckus!!”

In Ian’s memory, he had never been raised by Harvard.

He had never received the love that his brothers received from his father.

Insults, ridicule, abuse, violence.

The entirety of Harvard that remained in his memory was that he had only kept him alive in that dark torment.

So Ian said calmly.

“I was never raised. I grew up on my own.”

“You…… you!! Do you think the Scarlet Kingdom will just let this go!”

They would let it go.

‘There are many other ways besides that. And it doesn’t matter if they don’t let it go.’

As Ian approached without paying much attention, Harvard staggered back.

“S-strike that guy down right now!!”

But there was no one moving.

They were just scared and aiming their weapons.

“Catch that guy!! I said catch him!!”

When Harvard shouted desperately.

Before he knew it, Ian was in front of him.

-Thwack!!

One blow.

Harvard’s body bent.

As he spat out saliva and blood and bent over, Ian grabbed his hair and looked around.

“Don’t worry about it and go take care of your work.”

The most important thing to see right now is right in front of him.

But the knights and soldiers were just scared and backing away.

“T-these guys……. Ueoeok!! Y-you!! You!!”

He struggles with his collar grabbed.

But Ian didn’t care and threw him away as he was.

-Thud!!

The moment Harvard, who had rolled on the floor, groaned and tried to get up.

Ian stepped on his chest.

“W-wait a minute! Wait!”

Harvard raised both hands.

And immediately, he made a pathetic expression and said to Ian.

“Why are you doing this……. I, I’ll give you back your, your mother’s inheritance. Huh? Spare me. I…… I’m your father…….”

Since threats didn’t work, he begged for sympathy.

Ian, who was looking down at him, put strength into his foot.

-Crackle!!

“Aaaagh!! Keuak!!”

The ribs begin to break.

Harvard, who was suffering from the pain of the broken bones pressing on his internal organs, said with difficulty.

“Why…… cough! Keueoeok! Why! Are you doing this! What is this……. Ugh!!”

Ian, who was looking down at him, said in an emotionless tone.

“I’m inheriting the position of heir.”

Saying that, he slightly turned his eyes.

There.

The woman who had taken the lead in bullying Ian while dominating everyone in the Brandon barony.

Lilka was sitting down in fear.

“And I’m just doing what this guy couldn’t do.”

“……What? Keoeok! Ugh! Aaaagh!!”

Ian smiled and put more strength into his foot.

“If you want to go a little easier, you’d better present evidence that you’re related to Blue Moon.”

“Aaaagh! Keuaaaagh!!”

Harvard, engulfed in the pain of his ribs breaking, screamed.

Lilka, who was listening to it, couldn’t stand it any longer and stepped forward.

“S-stop it! Stop!! Ian! You!! As expected, you’re showing that you’re the child of that Rubiden. That witch?!”

“Witch?”

As Ian tilted his head, Lilka’s face turned white.

As she covered her mouth with her hand, Ian’s eyes flashed.

“Tell me about that. In detail.”