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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 45: King of Iron Mountain (1)

Chapter 45: King of Iron Mountain (1)

Fermack’s⁠‌ office was on‌ the 7th floor​​​ of the Liberty​⁠ Hall where we‍ just had our‍ lesson.

In‍‌‍ this world without​​⁠ any elevators, any​‍ office that was‍​⁠ higher up the⁠​ building was known‍ as a bad⁠⁠‍ one but as‌ a knight, Fermack​‍ seemed fond of​‌⁠ it because of‍ how much of‍‍ an exercise it‍‌ was.

Despite‍‌ being a very‌‌⁠ half-assed institution that​​ had the traits‍‌ of both a university and a high school, they⁠⁠‍ seemed to have‌‌ taken all the⁠‌​ bad things from‍‌‍ both sides.

“Student‌​‍ Korin Lork?”

“Yes⁠ sir.”

“…”‍​⁠

Fermack​‌⁠ directly stared at⁠ me for a while. Was he​‌ going to ask‌‍ a straight-forward question‌⁠ about it?

“Are​ you really a Grade 5 Knight?”​

Hoh,‌‍​ is he not⁠‌​ going to ask?​‍ He must be⁠‌ feeling very curious⁠⁠ though.

“Yes.”⁠​

“I’m‌ sure you know​ it yourself, that‍ it’s not correct‌‍‍ for us to⁠ call you a Grade 5 Knight‌​ judging from your‍‍​ abilities.”

“Well‌​⁠ yes. I am‌ a bit strong.”⁠

The​​ only reason I became Grade 5 was solely because‍ I couldn’t defeat⁠⁠⁠ a demonic spirit‍ during the grading‍ test. Since I couldn’t perceive astral‍‍ bodies, it was⁠​​ impossible for me​ to defeat any​ demonic spirit without‍⁠‌ meeting certain conditions,​‌ and that was‌‍ why I couldn’t​​‍ even beat a ghost.

“Recently,​ the professors of​ the Knight Department‌ gathered and had⁠‌ a discussion about‌ you.”

Hmm?‌ Ah, I guess‍ that was coming.‍‍‍ It was probably⁠ because of the‌ fight against Lunia⁠‌ Arden during the​ interim exam.

Because‍‌ of her splendid‌⁠ set-up just to​‍ see how strong⁠⁠⁠ I was, my‍ plan to hide⁠‍ myself like an​​ eminence in the‌​⁠ shadows ended up⁠​ failing big time.‌⁠

“The​​​ conclusion we came‌ to was that‍ we needed to​⁠‌ reassess your ability,‌ Student Korin.”

“I​ would assume so.”‍‌

Despite⁠‍ lasting only a few minutes, I was able to⁠‍​ fight on equal⁠‌ grounds with a semi-Unique Grade Knight‍‌ like Lunia Arden.‌‌​ Just from that‍‍ alone, it was‌ exceptionally obvious that‍‌ I wasn’t supposed‌​ to be in⁠‍ Grade 5.

It‌‌⁠ would be at​‍ least Grade 2,‍ but my guess​‌ was that I wouldn’t be placed‍‌ into Grade 1.​⁠​

Grade⁠‌​ 1 required achievements⁠ and a referee.‌

Starting‌⁠ from Grade 1,​⁠​ guardians would have​‌‌ the right to⁠‌‌ participate in the​​⁠ secret agendas of‌‌ the worldwide Guardian‌⁠⁠ Alliance and receive‍‌‍ official support from‍ them.

The‍‌⁠ representative Grade 1 named characters among⁠ the 1st and⁠⁠ 2nd year students​‍‍ were Marie and⁠ Hua Ran.

Marie‌ was an official⁠‍​ guardian who made‍ her way up​ the ladder by‍‍ accumulating achievements upon‌ achievements, whereas Hua‌ Ran had a ‘temporary student grade’⁠ which had no‍‍ actual rights.

For​⁠ someone like me‌ who hadn’t achieved​‌​ anything, I would​‌‌ probably be semi-Grade⁠⁠​ 1 at the‍ very best.

“You’ll‌ be given several​⁠‍ missions, Student Korin.​ And we’ll be‌‌ reassessing your grade‌ through those missions.”‍⁠​

“Ohh.‍ What’s the highest​‌ grade I can⁠‍ get?”

“Semi-Grade​‍ 1.”

“That​‍ sounds great to‌⁠‍ me.”

“It’s​⁠ only possible because‍ of all the‍ things you’ve shown⁠​‌ us.”

There⁠‌ was nothing bad‍‌ about getting a higher grade. First​ off I would​⁠‍ be getting more‌⁠ money and there‍ would be a wider selection of​‍⁠ missions, allowing me‌‍‌ to choose more‍ difficult missions at⁠‌​ will.

It‍⁠‍ was the privilege⁠​ that was given‍ to the player​⁠ one year into‌‌ the plot, which‍‌ meant I was‌ quite ahead of⁠ time.

“Okay.‌‌ I will take​‍​ the reassessment. What⁠​​ do I have‌⁠ to do?”

“There​‍⁠ will be 2 missions. One for‌‌‌ a semi-Grade 1 demonic beast and​​ the other for‍‍ a demonic spirit.⁠‍‍ Of course, it’ll‌‍ have to be​‍ by yourself.”

That​‌‍ was tough. The​⁠ variable here was​‌ that I had‍ to defeat a demonic spirit as‍​ well.

“What‍‌ kind of monsters​‌ do I have‍ to defeat?”

The⁠​ assessment standards became​ more strict the‌⁠⁠ higher the grade.‍​

Normally,‍‍ a semi-Grade 1 knight was supposed‌ to be able⁠ to hunt a Grade 1 monster‍‍​ after forming a party. Grade 1 monsters were usually⁠⁠ bosses of a field event or⁠‌ a dungeon.

Therefore,​ the fact that‍‌‌ the mission was‌‌ about hunting 2 semi-Grade 1 monsters‍⁠ meant that I had to do⁠‌ it all by⁠‍ myself without receiving​‌‌ any help.

“Currently,‍​ there are four‍⁠ semi-Grade 1 level‍​​ subjugation missions that⁠‌‌ you can get​‌​ from the Guardian⁠‌ Alliance. Luckily we⁠‍ have both beasts‍ and spirits.”

In​​ other words, it‍‌ meant I had⁠ to clear one​ each.

“Can​ I have a look?”

“Here‌⁠ you go.”

Fermack‍​ handed me several​​⁠ papers in response.⁠‍‌

Hmm,‍ they were all‍​ monsters I was⁠​ familiar with.

As‌‍‍ for the semi-Grade‌ 1 demonic beast‍‌‌ missions, there was⁠​⁠ the horseman with‍‌⁠ no head – dullahan – and‍ a twin-headed ogre⁠⁠⁠ which was known‌⁠‌ for having two​‌ heads… A twin-headed‌‌‌ ogre was supposed⁠‍⁠ to be at⁠ least Grade 1,⁠⁠​ so judging from‍ how it was‌‍ a semi-Grade 1 mission, it might‌ not even be⁠‌ a full grown-up.‌‌

The⁠​ biggest problem is⁠ the demonic spirit‌ missions though… Hoh?⁠⁠‍ Was this one‍ out already?

“I​⁠​ chose my missions.”‍‍

“…That‌⁠‍ was quick. I believe you should​ be a bit‌⁠ more careful.”

“Well,⁠ they’re all dangerous⁠ anyway. Who’ll be​‍‌ my supervisor?”

“You’ll​​‍ be accompanied by‌‍ Old Man Haman⁠‌‍ and members from⁠​‌ the Alliance. They⁠​‌ won’t help you​​‍ unless you are‌⁠ in an extremely​ dire situation so‌‌⁠ be ready for​‌​ that.”

That‌‍ old man was​⁠‍ definitely trustworthy. Actually,⁠‌ it was probably‍‍⁠ him that strongly‍‍ persuaded others about⁠ my reassessment because‌‍‌ he was a very impartial person.​⁠

“Do⁠‌ I have to‍‍‍ do this immediately?”​

“Of‍​​ course. Because semi-Grade​ 1 subjugation missions‍​‌ have to be​‍ promptly dealt with.”‍‌‍

In​​ other words, he‌ was saying I might not even⁠ have another chance‌⁠ to receive a reassessment if I missed this opportunity.​

‘…This‌‍ is a bit​​ risky.’

I realized his intention​‍ as well as‌‍‍ the reason why‌​‍ he picked this⁠ specific moment. That⁠‍‌ was a very⁠ clever move from‌ him.

“Alright.​‍ Then please do​‍​ so. When should‌ I leave?”

“You’ll‌‌ be leaving tomorrow​ morning. Of course,‌‌ you don’t have‍‍‍ to worry about​‌‍ your other lessons‌‌⁠ and assessments.”

“If‍​‌ it’s Old Man‍‍ Haman, I guess⁠​ we might even‌ have to leave⁠⁠‍ first thing in‌ the morning. I’ll​‌ get myself prepared‍‍ then.”

Turning​ my back to‍ Fermack, I walked​ out of the‍​‌ office. Until the‍ very end, he‍⁠​ did not ask​ me about my​‍‍ identity.

By⁠‍⁠ showing neither goodwill⁠​⁠ nor hostility, he‍‍ pretended to be‍​ uninterested.

****‌‍

“S,​⁠ semi Grade-1 test?”​‍​

“Yes.”⁠⁠​

“T,‍‌ this is big!‌‌‌ You are taking⁠ a semi-Grade 1 test!!”

Marie‌ made a fuss⁠ after hearing about‌ how I had‍ to take another‍‍ grading test as‍‍ soon as possible.⁠‌‍

‘Maybe‌​​ I should go‍‍⁠ with you as‍‍‌ a judge!’ she‍‌ said while forging‌ a plan so⁠​‌ I calmed her⁠ down and dissuaded‍ her.

“Senior.​ You can’t come⁠ with me anyway.​ You’re still in‌⁠ your surveillance period.”​​‌

“Ah…”‍‌

Ever⁠⁠⁠ since she awakened⁠‌⁠ into a vampire,‌‌ Marie still hadn’t‍​ received the permission‍‍‍ to leave this‌​​ city. Just like​‌ Hua Ran, she‍‍‌ was only allowed‌ to go downtown⁠‍⁠ and was not⁠⁠‍ allowed to leave‍ the city by⁠ any means.

Of‌⁠ course, this restriction​⁠‍ would soon be​⁠​ lifted. Chairman Eriu‌‍ Casarr was going​‌ around the Tower‍‍ of Mages, New‌‍ Faith and the‍ kingdom for a negotiation so we‌‌‍ should be hearing​​⁠ some good news‌⁠⁠ very soon.

The⁠ Old Faith might‌‍ be a bit⁠​‍ fussy but their‍⁠ forceful demands of​‍ outdated principles were‍ causing them to‌ fall in popularity⁠‌⁠ slowly but surely.‍‍ At the very⁠ least, they did​‍ not have the⁠ power to suppress⁠​​ Merkarva Academy, which​​ was receiving the​⁠ support from the‍‌‌ New Faith as‍‍ well as the‍‍​ kingdom.

The‌‍‌ problem was the‌‍ Tower of Mages.‍ They would be​ in full throttle‍‍ after the end‍ of the 4th‌‌‌ Arc but now‌‍ that we had⁠‍‌ a variable called‌‌⁠ Marie Dunareff, we​​ had to be​‌ on guard against​ them.

“Nnn…‍‍ I see. Sorry…‌‌​ It’s an important‍ test but I don’t think I can help you.”​​

Marie‌​‍ apologized with a sullen look on‌⁠​ her face. Holding‍ onto her shoulders,‍​ I raised a sincere request.

“Senior.​ There is something‍⁠‌ I want you⁠ to do for⁠ me while I’m‌‌‍ away.”

The‌ key elements were‌‌ already in place.‌ The only question‌ now was whether​⁠‌ I could make‍​ good use of​ them or not.‌‌⁠

This‌​ would be the‍‍⁠ first turning point‌ that decides the‌​⁠ state of the​⁠​ main scenario henceforth.‌

“How‍‌‍ much do you​‌‍ trust me, Senior?”⁠⁠⁠

“…!”​‍​

Evident​‌‍ from the slight‍⁠‌ flush in her⁠ cheeks, Marie was‌​ also quite tense.⁠ After sensing the‌‍​ seriousness in my​​ gaze, she must‌​​ have noticed the‌ importance of this⁠⁠ conversation.

“W,‌⁠‍ what do you⁠ mean?”

“Senior⁠‌ Marie. How much​ do you trust‌‍⁠ me… Korin Lork?”‍

“I​⁠ trust you!”

Marie‌ held onto my‌ shoulders with a fairly serious look⁠⁠​ on her face.⁠⁠​ We were now‍​ holding onto each⁠ other’s shoulders in⁠ a very peculiar​‌ posture but that‍⁠‌ wasn’t the important​‍‌ part.

“I‌‌ can trust you!​‍ Even if you‌​‍ tell me you​ can make kimchi⁠⁠ with potatoes!”

“…You​ can make kimchi​‌ with potatoes though.”​

“I‌⁠​ trust you!”

“Like,‍‌​ I’m serious. There⁠​ are some types‌⁠‌ of kimchi where‌​ you can add​ potatoes.”

“Nn!‍ If you say‍‍ so!”

I was super serious‌ though. I guess‌‍‍ she never had‌⁠ one before.

“Anyway…‌‌ If you trust​​ me, how far‌ can you go‍⁠⁠ with me?”

“H,‍​⁠ how far!!?”

It⁠ was a question​ that had to‍‌​ be asked, because‍⁠ Marie Dunareff might​‌​ be caught in⁠‌​ another vortex and⁠‍​ walk a different⁠‌ path in the​‍ future than what⁠⁠⁠ she had planned​‍‍ because of my‍ choice. Could she⁠‌ come with me​ for the sake⁠‌ of a peaceful⁠‍ future?

“Until⁠‍ the end! Yes!‍‍⁠ Until the very⁠ end! Hukk! Am‍‍⁠ I taking that‍‌​ too far?!”

As‌‌‍ if she understood‍‍ my intention, Marie‍⁠ replied without any​⁠ hesitation that she‌‍ would walk the⁠​‍ same path as‍ mine.

– Sniff!

This‍‌ uncle here… I mean, this oppa‍⁠⁠ wasn’t the type​ to be moved​​ this easily, but‍‌⁠ that was quite⁠‍‍ a touching sentence.​

“To⁠‌⁠ think you trust⁠​ me so much…⁠⁠​ I knew it.‍⁠ You’re the best,​‍ Senior Marie.”

“R,‍​⁠ right? I’m the​‍ best, right?”

As‌ expected of a kind girl, it‍​‌ appeared that she​‍⁠ was very loyal‍‍ to her friends.‍​ Now that I successfully persuaded Marie,⁠⁠ there were about‍‍‌ two more important​⁠ members left including‌​‌ Alicia.

“I​ have a plan.⁠ But your help‌⁠ is a definite⁠ must for that⁠ plan, Senior Marie.”‌

“I,​ I see!! I’m‌‌ a must for‍ your plan, huh!”‌⁠

That⁠‌⁠ was natural, because‍‍​ Marie was the‍​ only acquaintance I had that could‌⁠‍ openly enter the​‍ laboratory.

“Let⁠‍​ me explain the⁠ plan now. Starting​‌⁠ from tomorrow Senior,‌‍ you and Alicia…”‍⁠

“Korin.”⁠‌

“Yes?”⁠‌

Her⁠⁠ voice suddenly turned‌⁠‍ cold in an⁠⁠​ instant. With a chilly look on‌ her face, Marie⁠⁠ asked with an‌​‌ interrogating voice.

“It’s‍ our plan. Why‌​ are you talking‌​‍ about another girl?”‍⁠⁠

“…What?”⁠‌​

****⁠​⁠

That⁠ morning, there was⁠​ a rare layer​‍ of mist. Carrying‌‌⁠ my bag, I arrived at the​⁠ eastern gate of⁠‍‍ the Academy.

“You‍‍ are right on⁠ time, Korin Lork.”‍

Waiting‍ for me at⁠​ the eastern gate‍⁠ wearing a stiff‌ business shirt that‌​ revealed his muscular⁠​ build was Old‍​‍ Man Haman. His​‍ clothes were very‍⁠ similar to my‌‍ own.

“Instructor​​‍ Haman. Good morning…​⁠⁠ It’s a bit‌ foggy though.”

“This‍ is nothing. Back​ in my days,​ we used to⁠‌ march to the‍ nest of a bunch of demonic‍ beasts through a thick fog.”

“It’ll⁠‍​ be a fun‍​⁠ journey if I get to hear‍​ your heroic tales⁠​‍ on the way.”⁠‍

“Hmph!⁠​ I guess I could start off⁠‍⁠ with what happened‍ back when I was in the‌‍ west.”

Old‍ Man Haman was​⁠ just like every‍ other old man⁠⁠ in his age,​⁠‌ and he loved‌⁠ talking about his‍ own heroic exploits.⁠ He was actually‌ quite an interesting​ speaker to listen‍‌‌ to, so it‌​ wasn’t that bad‍ either. Both in​ this iteration and⁠⁠‌ the last iteration,​ I’ve always been‍ a fairly good‍‍‌ listener.

“So…‌ Where’s our first‍ prey?”

“I‍⁠ like your eyes,​‍​ young man. Those​‌‍ are the eyes‌ of a hunter.”​‌

It⁠‌⁠ seemed that I was the type​ of person that​‌ Old Man Haman‍​ liked because he‍‌⁠ did say something​‍ similar in the‌‌‌ last iteration as⁠ well. Looking back,​⁠ he didn’t really‌ like Park Sihu⁠ for some reason.⁠‍​

This‌ veteran knight might‍‌‌ have some instincts​‌​ that couldn’t be⁠⁠ explained through logic‍ or something.

“Your‌‌ first prey is‌​ the semi-Grade 1 demonic beast found‍‍‍ on the mountain‍ range in the‍​‌ west, twin-headed ogre.‌ It’s slow but‌​​ very menacing.”

“I⁠⁠ did pick it,​​⁠ but aren’t twin-headed⁠‍ ogres usually Grade‌⁠‍ 1? Why is⁠ this one a semi-Grade 1?”

“This⁠‌ one’s not an‌ adult. So it’s‌ natural for the​‍‍ grade to be‍‍ lower.”

It​‍ sounded plausible because‍​​ both demonic beasts​ and spirits also‌ tended to grow‌ in power over‌‌ time.

“Considering‌‌⁠ your skills, this​‍ shouldn’t be too⁠‌​ difficult. From what‌⁠⁠ I heard, the​‌ monster also seems‌⁠​ to be raising‌‌ several long hounds.”​‌

“I⁠‌​ believe you’re telling‌‍​ me to avoid‌⁠​ going straight in?”‍

“Of‌‌ course! Strength isn’t⁠​⁠ the only important​⁠​ aspect of a guardian. I shall​⁠⁠ evaluate everything I see from you.”​

He​ appeared to be​ over-evaluating me due‍ to the fight⁠‍ against Lunia.

But…⁠‍‌

“Sounds‌ doable.”

“As⁠‍ expected of the‌ knight I recommended!”‌⁠

Old‌​​ Man Haman hurried⁠ me forward as‍⁠​ if there was‍ no reason to​‌‌ waste any more‍​ time. I was⁠⁠ quickly leaving the‌⁠‌ Academy when he​ suddenly turned his‍‌‍ eyes to my​‍​ neck.

“Looks​ like there’s a wound on your‌‌‌ neck. And you​​‌ look quite exhausted‍⁠ as well.”

“Ah~.​‍‌ It’s nothing much.‌ It should be‌ fully healed by⁠ the time we⁠ get there.”

It​‍ was the bite‌​‍ created by Marie‌‌ when I let‌⁠‌ her suck as‌‍ much blood as​ she wanted yesterday.‌⁠‌ I had a feeling that yesterday​ was a bit⁠⁠ more painful but…​ I was probably‍ just overthinking it.​‌‍

“Huhu.​⁠‌ Being too ethical⁠​ is also a problem, but try‌​⁠ not to be‍ too immoral.”

“…Sorry?”​

He‌​ appeared to be‍ misunderstanding something, but‌​​ Old Man Haman​ glossed over it‍​ while grumbling ‘That‍⁠‌ is youth’. Seriously…⁠⁠

“Would‌​ you like some⁠ beetroot juice? It’s​ good for your‌ blood circulation.”

****‌‌‌

Marie‌⁠‍ had trouble falling⁠⁠ asleep that night​‍ but still woke‍ up on time.​‌ Leaving behind the‌⁠ crumpled blanket which‍‍ was caused by​‍​ her kicking it⁠‍ several times, Marie⁠ started her morning‌⁠ shower.

Korin‍ should have departed‌ by now, right?⁠

“Ugh…‍⁠ Making me misunderstand‍‌ all the time…”​

Even‌ though she was‌ leading an extremely‍‌​ eventful life as‍ a veteran guardian​ who suddenly turned‍⁠ into a Unique‌⁠​ Grade vampire, she‍‌⁠ was still a girl in her⁠ teens.

Korin’s‍ word choice that​‍‌ made it very⁠​ easy to misunderstand⁠‌​ was more than‌ enough to shake⁠‌⁠ the heart of⁠‍ a young girl.‍

‘But…‍‌​ That was more⁠‍ serious than I thought.’

It‌‍ was always the​⁠‌ same for that​​⁠ boy. He was‌ always at the​ scene before things​ even occurred and‌‍ by creating a plan, he would‌⁠ respond to everything​ in time.

Even‌ when he was⁠‌‌ saving herself and⁠ helping Alicia Arden…‌ It’s not like‍​‍ she didn’t feel​​‍ grateful for his‌ dedication, but there⁠ were still some​​‌ questions appearing in⁠ her mind.

What⁠‌ exactly did this​⁠‍ boy know, and​‍‌ how much was⁠‌ he aware of?​

He​‌ knew way too​⁠ many things for⁠‍‍ a newbie knight‌ that entered the⁠ Academy as a Grade 5 Knight‌​​ and was way​ too strong.

‘It⁠​⁠ would be tactless‌‌‌ of me to​⁠ ask about it,‌​‍ right?’

If​‌ Korin didn’t talk⁠ about it himself,​ Marie had no⁠ plans of delving​​⁠ deeper into it.‍⁠‌ If need be,​​​ he would probably​‍ tell her one‍‌ day. However, she⁠‍ still couldn’t help⁠ but wish to‌ become his ‘special‍​ person’ whom he⁠ would entrust everything‍ with.

‘Mhmm!‍‌ But the reason‍ Korin left this‌‍⁠ task with me⁠ is because he‌‌ trusts me! Let’s​ be positive!’

That‌ was a good‌⁠ sign. It probably‌‌‌ meant that she‍‍‍ was the only⁠‌‍ one he could‍ make such requests‌ with that wouldn’t​​ ask for things⁠ in return. Marie‌⁠ decided to put‍‌​ the focus on‌⁠ that.

As​‍ a girl that⁠‍ just recently became​​‍ aware of what‌⁠‌ love was, she​‌‍ had the very⁠⁠​ mindset of an⁠⁠​ easy pushover, but​ she couldn’t help‌⁠‍ it.

Her‍‌​ mind would melt⁠​ like butter on‍‍​ a stove every​⁠ time she was​‍​ in front of‍​ Korin, so what⁠ could she even‍ do?

It‌⁠​ was inevitable for‌ the one who​​⁠ first developed the‍‍‍ crush to be⁠ the one on‌⁠ the losing end.​⁠

– Knock knock!

– Come in.

Marie‌‍‌ knocked on the‍ door of Room​​ 606 of the​ Magic Department’s laboratory‌‌‍ as the owner‍ of the room‌​⁠ invited her in.⁠

“Hello,​‌ Professor Deina.”

“Oh⁠‌ my, isn’t this⁠ Marie? What brought⁠‌​ you here?”

“I‍⁠⁠ wanted to volunteer​‍ for your research,‍ Professor!”

As⁠ a girl who​ recently fell in​⁠ love, Marie was‌‍ heavily blinded by‍ it. It was‌​ to the point​ that she readily‍‌ accepted the request,‌ even when her‌ crush pretty much​‌‌ wanted her to⁠‌‌ jump into a pit of flames‌‌‌ while carrying hay⁠‍ on her back.‍​

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