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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 203: A Perfect Plan (3)

Chapter 203: A Perfect Plan (3)

Located​​‌ north of Merkarva​⁠ City was a small mountain called‍‌ the Moonlit Hill.‌ The slope wasn’t​‍⁠ intimidating and the‌‍​ scenery from the​‍ hilltop was a sight to behold,⁠‍‍ which invited many⁠ hikers to the‍⁠ mountain.

And‍​ recently, rumors started‌⁠ to spread about​⁠​ the mountain climbing‌‍⁠ tracks, with the⁠ primary people involved‍‍ being middle-aged women.‍‌‍

– I’m telling you.‌‌‌ His body is⁠‍‌ incredible and it’s‍⁠‌ just… yeah! Amazing!​⁠

– I heard he’s‌‍‍ a student of‍ the Guardian Academy.⁠‌

– Just come along‌‌ for goodness’ sake.​‍‍ It’s good exercise‍​ as well!

Finally,​​‌ when a middle-aged​ woman successfully persuaded‍⁠ four of her‌‍‍ friends to reach‌‍ the middle of‍‌‌ Moonlit Hill, they‍‍ came across a strange sight.

“Let’s‌​⁠ go. One two!‍‌⁠ One two! Shout​‍ out loud…! Let’s⁠​ go!”

“One‌‌ two!”

“One⁠​ two!”

“Louder!‍ Brothers and sisters!‍‌ Is this all‍⁠ you got!? LOUDER!”‍⁠

“ONE​ TWO!!”

“ONE‍ TWO!!”

“Knees⁠ down for ‘One’,‌‍​ and hands on‌‍‍ the ground for⁠‌ ‘Two’! And jump⁠⁠‌ at ‘Three’! Let’s‌ go!”

““ONE⁠​ TWO!!””

“There‌​​ you go! You’re‍⁠‍ nailing it!”

It​⁠ was a puzzling‌‍⁠ sight to come‌‍ across.

A young man wearing‌⁠​ a short pair‌ of pants that⁠⁠‍ were sticking to‌​‌ his skin and⁠⁠ a sleeveless shirt‌ was shouting out‍‍​ loud, with around⁠ a hundred middle-aged‌​ men and women​ mimicking his movements.‌

“W,​ what is going​‌ on?”

“He’s⁠ a knight student⁠⁠ of the Guardian‍ Academy, and he’s‍‍ teaching people how⁠‍​ to exercise these‌⁠ days.”

It​​​ all began around​‌ 2 weeks ago⁠​ when the Guardian​⁠‍ Academy was busy‍ preparing for the​​ finals. A young⁠⁠ man wearing a sleeveless shirt began​ speeding through Moonlit‌ Hill, which was​‍ a popular hiking‍‌ spot for middle-aged‍ men and women.⁠‍​

Even‍‌⁠ though the slopes⁠‌ were quite gentle,‌ it was still‍‌ shocking to see⁠‍‍ someone skipping across​‌ the hiking tracks‌ like it was⁠​ nothing. The hikers‍ began to call⁠ him the Flying‍⁠ Squirrel of the‌‌‍ Moonlit Hill and‍​ noticed that he‍​ started to exercise‍​ in the middle⁠ of the mountain⁠​ after around 3 days.

At‍ the start, people​​ approached him wondering⁠‌​ who this handsome‍⁠⁠ young man was,‌‍⁠ which was nothing​​​ strange because experienced‌ hikers were always⁠ happy to see‍ young and fresh‍‍‍ blood added to​⁠‍ the group.

Their‌ relationship quickly escalated‍⁠ thanks to the​⁠⁠ young man’s exceptional‍​‌ speaking skills and⁠‍‌ amicability.

“Korin-dongsaeng.⁠⁠⁠ How are you‌ so exceptionally fit?​​‍ Is it because‌​⁠ you are a knight?”

“Even‍​⁠ if you are‌⁠ not a knight,‌ anyone can do⁠‌ it with consistent‌⁠ exercises and a controlled diet. Do‌‍​ you want me⁠ to teach you⁠ some exercise?”

“That‌​ would be great!”‌‌

“Can‍ I have the​​ muscles you do‌‍‍ just by following​‌‌ what you say?”​‌

“Trust‌⁠‌ me. Let’s do⁠‍⁠ an in-body checkup,​​ and we’ll start⁠ from your cores!”‌

Seeing⁠‍​ a student of⁠ the Guardian Academy​ was nothing out​​ of the ordinary,⁠​⁠ but they were​‍ nonetheless elites with​​ a bright future‌⁠⁠ ahead of them.‍​ No one was​⁠​ against the idea⁠ of a young⁠⁠ elite knight helping‌ them exercise for​ free.

Rumors‍⁠ began to spread⁠⁠ until the number‌ of people who‍ came to see‌ the knight from‌ the Academy reached⁠⁠ over 100. There‌‍ was especially a large number of⁠ middle-aged women.

“Oh‌‌ my~ Korin-dongsaeng. Look‌ at your muscles.”‌

“It’s‍⁠ my first time‌⁠ touching muscles this​​⁠ solid.”

Middle-aged⁠​‍ women groping young‍ and fit trainers⁠‌​ was quite a common sight in​ the gym. It‍ was something that‍‍ personal trainers had⁠​ to withstand and‌ overcome to earn⁠⁠⁠ a living, but⁠⁠⁠ the innate insider​ knight here was‌‍⁠ unperturbed by it.⁠ In fact…

“Oh⁠‌ dear!”

“Did⁠‌‍ you twitch your‌ chest muscles just​‍‌ then? How did‍ you do that?”‌‌

“Oh‍ wow! Look at⁠⁠​ them move!”

“Huhuhu!​​‍ It’s a muscle​​‍ magic show only⁠ for you, sisters!”⁠‍

Korin​​​ Lork.

An‍ ex-national athlete and‍‍‌ a personal trainer.⁠

He⁠‌ was an amicable‌ young man who⁠⁠ thought nothing of‌ the middle-aged women‌​⁠ being a little‌ over-the-top. In fact,​‌​ he even went​⁠ as far as‌ to provide them​​ with an extra‌‍ bit of fan​‍ service.

Even‍‍‍ back in the​‌​ gym on Earth,⁠⁠ he used to​‌ be a super​ popular trainer who‌ led an army‌ of middle-aged women.‍​ It was to​ the point that‍‌‌ there were more‌​‍ women in his⁠ group exercise classes‌‍ than in yoga‍ classes.

The‍‌ owner of the​‍ gym that he‌ used to work‍⁠ at even grabbed‌ onto his pants‍‍ and pleaded as⁠ such.

『I‌ can retire in⁠‌ peace if you​ become the director‌​‌ of this gym.‌ Can you please‌⁠ work here forever?』⁠

『Wait,⁠​ boss. What are⁠​‍ you doing?』

『Normally,​ dating is not‌​ allowed but I will turn a blind eye to⁠⁠⁠ it, even if‍ you date Hanbyul!』​​

『???‌⁠ What does Hanbyul‌ have to do⁠⁠​ with any of​‌ this?』

He⁠ was a gifted‌⁠‌ personal trainer who⁠⁠​ used to promote‍⁠ the gym the​‍‌ most. Of course,‌⁠⁠ some of the​​‍ people around him‍‌‌ had to suffer‍ constantly because of⁠ his dense nature‌⁠ but that was​‍‌ a different story.⁠

“Make‌​ some noise! Let’s‍⁠ pump out our‍‌ chests…!”

“Oh​‍ my oh my!”‍‌

“Kyaakk!​​‌ Oppa, you’re so⁠ hot!”

Only‌​ after an extra‍ bit of fan‌​ service as a cherry on top⁠‌ did Korin finish⁠⁠‍ the training for⁠‍‌ that day.

“Oh‌ right, brothers and​ sisters. Do you‍‍ guys know about⁠‍​ the Harvest Festival​​ happening soon in⁠ our Academy?”

“Yeah,​⁠ I heard that.”‌‌

“They’re‍​⁠ hosting a big​​‌ event, right? My‍ daughter wanted to⁠‍​ have a look‍ as well.”

It​ was finally time‌‌ to reveal the‍⁠ real reason behind‌ all this. Korin​⁠⁠ naturally shifted the⁠ topic to the​ Harvest Festival and⁠​ handed out the⁠‍ pre-organized pamphlets.

“I’m‌‌‍ planning to make​ some food on⁠⁠⁠ that day, and⁠‍​ I’ll give them‌ to you at​​⁠ a cheaper price.‌‍‌ 10% discount for​⁠ everyone here!”

“Oh‌⁠‍ wow. Really?”

“We​‌​ will definitely go‍​​ to your store,‍‍⁠ Korin-dongsaeng!”

“I’m⁠‌ looking forward to‍‍‍ it!”

After​ making the move‌⁠‍ on the ladies,‌⁠ Korin then approached‌‍ the group of‍ men who were‌⁠​ here to learn​ from him. The​‌‌ men were looking‍ at his bare​ upper body and⁠‌ his pumped-up muscles​​ with gazes of​ jealousy.

“Brothers.​​​ We need muscles‌‌ like this by⁠‍⁠ next Summer, don’t⁠⁠​ we?” said Korin.‍

“There’s⁠​ no way… people​ like us can‌ make muscles like⁠‍‍ that.”

“I‍​‍ am jealous though…”⁠

“It’s‍‍ not that hard.​ Trust me – just control your⁠⁠‌ diet for 3 months and that‍‌ sets the foundation.⁠​​ That’s all! Just‌​ a little bit‌‌‌ of hard work‌⁠ after that and‌‌ by next Summer,​ you will be​ set for a Body Profile and⁠‍ you know? Go​ to the beach‌⁠ and… well, you‌⁠‌ guys know, right!?”‍‌‍

“D,⁠‌ do you really⁠⁠ mean it?”

“That’s‌‌‍ exactly what I’m‍‍ saying! And I was trying to​‍‌ avoid saying this‍ because it’s not⁠ the most sophisticated​ way to put⁠ it but… if‌‌ you have muscles,​ it’ll be amazing‍⁠​ at night.”

“H,‌⁠​ hoho…! Ehem ehem!”⁠

“What,​ kuhum, nonsense are‍ you saying!”

“I’m‍‌ serious though! If⁠⁠ you work out‌⁠‍ and eat this​ then… Kyaa~. It’s​ really good for⁠ men. I’m not…⁠ supposed to tell‌‍ anyone this.”

Good‍ for men?

From‌​⁠ past to present,​⁠‍ regardless of where​ one was, that​‍ combination of words⁠​ was something that​‌​ men simply couldn’t‍‌‍ ignore. After raising‌ their expectations to​​‌ the extreme, Korin​​ was about to​​‍ open his mouth‍​​ but hesitantly shook⁠ his head.

“Fuu…⁠ Nah. I have​⁠ to keep this​⁠ for myself. Otherwise,⁠⁠ the price is⁠ gonna skyrocket.”

“You​ can’t do this​ to us! After⁠‌‌ making all of⁠⁠‌ us curious like‍‍ this!?”

“That’s​‍ right! Don’t hoard⁠‍ all the good‌​⁠ stuff by yourself⁠‌ and share it!”‌

“Kuhum…‍​‌ You see.”

Whisper!‌‍‍ Whisper!

The‌ men lamented in​ shock after hearing‌ his story.

“Is⁠‌ that really that​ good for men?”​

“Absolutely.‌⁠⁠ I only have‌⁠⁠ a small amount​‌⁠ being supplied by​​ a friend of‍⁠​ mine and I don’t have much⁠ in stock either.‌‍ I was just​‌​ planning to test​ out if it‍‌‍ is viable for‌​⁠ sale during this​​ Harvest Festival.”

Some‍ of the men,​‌‌ however, immediately looked​ at him with‌‌‌ distrust the moment​‌ he said that.⁠ It wasn’t strange‌⁠ though, because it⁠‍​ sounded like he⁠ was trying to​⁠ trick them.

“You’re‍​ not doing this‌‌ just to make⁠‌ money, are you?”⁠‍

One‌⁠ of the men‍⁠ voiced out his​‌ doubt but he‍⁠​ was immediately faced‍ with a rebuttal;‌​‌ not from Korin‌​ but from the‍‍ other people there.‍

“Watch⁠⁠‍ your words, brother.​‌⁠ Old man Gallan!‌ How dare you⁠ say that to​‌⁠ Korin-dongsaeng?!”

“Don’t⁠ you know he’s​​‌ the fabulous young​ man who deals⁠⁠⁠ with the trivial⁠​⁠ and small missions‍​ around the city?”‌‌

“E,‌​ ehem… What I mean is…”

“If⁠‌‌ this young man​ didn’t remove all​‌​ the Water Demons‌ from the sewage‌​​ for us, our‍ summer this year​⁠​ would have been‍‌‌ rough as hell!”⁠​

“That’s‌ right! Back when​ that freaking pervert‍‍ kidnapped the young⁠ ladies from Beimber​⁠‌ Street, something could⁠​⁠ have gone real‍ bad if he⁠ didn’t deal with⁠​ that in time!”‌​

Korin​⁠ Lork was an‌​​ innately good person,⁠ and because he‌‍ knew about the‍‌‌ future, he would⁠ often be able​ to promptly deal‌ with issues before⁠‍ they even became‌‌‍ a problem. On‍​⁠ top of that,⁠ he helped the⁠⁠‍ citizens with missions​⁠ that didn’t even⁠‍‍ net him much⁠ in terms of‌ rewards, therefore, it​‌ was inevitable for‌​‌ people to know‍ about his good​‌‍ deeds.

“K,⁠ kuhum… My bad.‍​ Sorry for doubting​ you.”

“Don’t‌ worry about it.⁠​‌ The world is‍‌ rough these days‍‍ so I didn’t‍ take any offense‌​⁠ at your words.”‌‍‌

Korin,‌‌ who felt a prick in his‌‍‌ conscience after seeing‌ the citizens stand‌ up for him⁠ with conviction, readily​‌ accepted the apology.‍‍⁠

“Then‍​ I will see​ you all at⁠‌​ the Harvest Festival,‍ brothers! Let’s all‌ work out together​⁠ for a bright‌‌‍ future!”

Leaving‍ those words behind,​ he then headed‌‍ to the barbershop.⁠⁠ The connections he‌​ had spread like​ a cobweb around⁠ the city were‌​ wider and deeper‍​ than what others‌‌ could imagine.

***⁠

With‌ the Autumn Festival‌ right around the​⁠‍ corner, Merkarva City​‍ had to begin‌ its preparations ahead‌⁠‌ of time.

Merkarva‍​‌ City was the​‍ biggest and the‍⁠​ most prosperous city‌​ among the cities⁠⁠⁠ located around the‍⁠​ capital. In a cruel world full‍⁠ of demonic beasts⁠‌ and spirits, safety‍⁠⁠ led to prosperity‍ and a gathering⁠​ place for many⁠⁠‍ people.

Therefore,⁠⁠⁠ the higher-ups naturally‌‌‌ started to sponsor⁠​ guardian academies, and​‌⁠ a large part⁠‍‍ of the Chairman’s‍‍​ job was to‌ maintain and deal‌‌‌ with those sponsors.‍‌‍

“Haha.‌‍​ You really are‍⁠‍ as beautiful as‍‍ the rumors say,​ Chairman Erin.”

“Do‌‍⁠ you by any‌ chance have spare⁠​ time after?”

Erin‍​ ignored the men​⁠ trying to hit⁠ on her and⁠‌⁠ spent a boring‌ day greeting the‍⁠ sponsors of this​ year’s Harvest Festival.‍‌

“Ahh~⁠‌⁠ I miss my⁠ disciple.”

“Sorry?​​‍ What was that?”‍⁠

“Ah.‍‍‌ Nothing. By the‍ way, are you⁠⁠ participating this year​ as well, Sir?”⁠⁠‌

Glossing​​‍ over the slip⁠‌ of her tongue,‍​​ Erin continued the​‍‍ conversation.

It‌‍​ was becoming more‌‌‌ and more commonplace⁠​‌ recently, and she‌‍‍ frequently had to​​​ shake her head‌‍ to remove the​‍‍ image of a boy faintly glimmering​ before her eyes.⁠

“By‌ the way, Chairman⁠ Erin. Your necklace‍ suits you perfectly.”​​‌

“Really?”⁠​

The‍ man thought it‌‌ was a good‍‌​ topic to bring‍ up, but it​⁠​ ultimately ended up​⁠‌ being a mistake.⁠

“This​​ is a gift​‍​ I received from‌‍⁠ my disciple for‌‌ my birthday. He‌⁠⁠ has great eyes‌‍ for things, doesn’t⁠‍‍ he?”

“R,‍​‌ right.”

Erin,‌ who seemed bored‍ by the sponsor‍⁠ party, suddenly became​​ over-excited, and even‍​ the man became‍⁠ slightly agitated, but⁠⁠⁠ Erin showed no‍‌ signs of stopping‍‌‍ her bragging.

“My‌​‌ dear disciple is⁠‍ so handsome and‍⁠​ lovely; he treats⁠‌ his master with⁠‍‍ so much respect​ even without being‍ told anything. And​ there’s nothing to‌ complain about his⁠ progress either. You‌‍​ teach him one⁠⁠​ thing, and he⁠ learns ten different‍​‍ things and—”

In⁠ the end, she⁠ continued bragging about‌‍ her disciple until‌ the man had‌​‌ to escape in​ fatigue.

“Fuu~”​⁠

She‍‌ took a break‍‌ by heading to⁠‍ the bathroom, where‍ she turned to​​‌ the mirror after‍‍‌ washing her face,⁠ which had not‌‌‍ a single bit​‌ of make-up on.​

“Hmm…‍‍‌ Was I a bit… too bold​⁠ today?”

She‌‍‌ was wearing an⁠‌ open-shoulder dress that​ explicitly revealed the​‌⁠ contours of her⁠‌ body.

It​​ was a simple‍‍ black open-shoulder dress.⁠ She could have​⁠‌ worn something better⁠ and fancier, but‍ she deemed it​ inappropriate considering her⁠‍⁠ age.

What‍ still put her⁠​‍ in a good‌ mood was the‌‌ gold necklace that‍⁠ shone brightly by⁠‌‍ itself.

“Hmm~.‌‌​ Hmm… S, still,⁠ I don’t look‍‍‍ that bad… Do‌‌ I?”

Erin​ murmured to herself​‌‌ while looking at‌​ herself through the​‌‍ mirror. After realizing​‍‌ what she said,⁠​ her cheeks reddened‍ in embarrassment, but‍‍​ the words of‌​⁠ her disciple echoed‌‌​ in her ears​⁠⁠ and enlivened up‌‌ her mood again.​‍

『It’s​ pretty. You’ve been​‌ wasting your beauty⁠​ for far too​ long.』

“Heh…”‌‌⁠

It‌ was just a single sentence but‍‍‌ it meant a lot to her.​​‌ Erin took a deep breath to​⁠‍ contain the rush‍​ in her heart.‌‍​

………‍​⁠

……‍⁠​

Leaving⁠ behind the excited‌‍‌ banquet hall, Erin‌ walked out onto​ the terrace. The‍‌ party on the‌⁠⁠ night before the‌‍ Harvest Festival was‌ gaining more and‍‍ more momentum over​‍​ time.

“So‍‍‍ the Harvest Festival…⁠‌​ still continues even⁠​ this year.”

Erin‍ was one of⁠⁠ the few leftover‌ gods in this​ land who knew‍ of the thousand-year-long‍​ history.

She​‍ knew how this‌‍⁠ Harvest Festival, which‍ had begun even​ before her birth,⁠‌‍ had a long‍ and ancient history⁠​ to it, and⁠⁠ how it was​ originally a thanksgiving​⁠‌ festival to Dagda,⁠ the Danann of‍ Earth.

On‌‌ this grand festival,​‍ several Danann used⁠​ to receive gratitude​ in an order.‍​

The⁠ first of them⁠‌ was Dagda who‌‍ brought fertility to‌ the land. Then‌‍‌ it was Nuada‍‍ of the Sun‍⁠ and Lugh of​‌ Light for supporting​⁠ the growth of‌‌ the plants. After‍​ that was the‌‌‌ Danann of water‍ and rain; followed​‍ by the Danann‍​⁠ of Music who​‍ brought life and‍⁠ energy into the​⁠ festival.

Marking‌‌​ the finale of⁠ them all was​‌ the Lady of​‌‍ Autumn event, which‍‍​ picked the beauty‌​​ of the year​⁠‌ to be blessed​‍‍ by the Danann‍‍ of Beauty.

Erin​⁠‌ remembered the time‌ when the world⁠⁠ had been abundant⁠‍ with harmony and⁠⁠‍ joy. However, the‌‍ ancestors that she‌‍⁠ used to enjoy‌ the festival with⁠⁠ back then… were‍‍ left behind as​‌ nostalgic yet unretrievable‍ fragments of memory.‍

“It’s‌‌‍ been 2,000 years,​ has it? I thought you passed‌ away back then.”⁠⁠

She‍⁠ said while turning⁠ to the beautiful​‍ young man, who​⁠​ appeared on the⁠⁠ terrace next to‌​ her.

“Oh​ dear. Looks like​ our youngest is‌⁠⁠ quite mad at⁠​​ me.”

Eochaid⁠‍‍ Bres – the​‍ Danann of Beauty.​‌

Even‌​ Erin was unaware⁠ that he had‍ been alive the​‌ entire time.

“I⁠‌⁠ remember we couldn’t​ locate you ever‍​ since Nuada banished‌‌‍ you from the‍ land. We certainly​‍​ weren’t expecting you‌ to have been‌ staying under the‍ wing of the‍ northern gods.”

“I‍ was not staying‌⁠​ under their wing.⁠⁠ It was a conquest. They too‌ met an apocalypse‍‌​ of the gods,⁠‌ so I ended⁠‌ up returning later​⁠ than scheduled but…⁠‌‌ our re-encounter is⁠‍‌ thanks to that‌‌⁠ little coincidence.”

The​​‌ place that was​ now referred to​‍ as the Northern​ Kingdom – that​‌⁠ place filled with​ demonic beasts used‍⁠ to be prosperous⁠ in its own⁠‍​ right, and Erin​ remembered the horrendous⁠‍‌ disaster that had‌⁠ struck that part​​ of the world.‌

It‍⁠ was even more‍‍⁠ of a distressing‍ memory for her‌‍‍ because there was‌‌‍ a time when​‍ Erin used to‍⁠ teach the Valkyries⁠⁠ of the God⁠ King there, back‍⁠ when there was‌​⁠ still an ongoing‌​‍ connection between them.​

“So​‌‍ why are you​‌ back here again…⁠​ and why did‍​‍ you go under‌​​ Tates? Are you⁠ perhaps merely meddling⁠​ with the affairs⁠ of the world‌​ on a whim?‌‌‌ ”

Erin​‌ barely managed to​​⁠ stop herself from​​ talking about him‌​ wounding her disciple.​⁠​ It was because​⁠​ she wasn’t confident‍​ that she would​ be able to​⁠ hold herself back‌⁠ from pointing her​ spear out the‍ moment she voiced​⁠ that out loud.‍

“Well,‍‍ that is because‍ Valtazar would most‌ probably come out​‍ victorious. That is‍​ also the reason​‍ why the Frost‍ Giants are supporting⁠‌​ him.”

Bres⁠ took a sip‌⁠​ of the wine⁠‌ that was provided​​​ at the banquet‍‍​ for free, before​ pouring it away⁠‌ as if it‍ was worthless.

“The‍⁠‍ world will realize​​​ when the battle‌​⁠ is over; about​‌ their fake gods‍⁠ and the true‌‌‌ existence of gods.”‌‍​

But⁠⁠ one thing was‍‍ certain to him…​

It‌ didn’t even matter‌‌ who the winner‍‍ would be at​ this point.

Bres‌⁠ was quite certain‌‌ of it.

“Your‍⁠ boring era of‍ Justice is coming‍ to a close.⁠‌ The new world‌ will either be​ led by the‍​​ Light or the⁠ Sun.

“On‌ that note…

“Unlike‍​ Justice or Beauty,⁠‍‍ the Light and​‍‍ the Sun are⁠‌ on a different‌⁠ level of necessity.”⁠‍

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