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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 66: Night before the Festival (1)

Chapter 66: Night before the Festival (1)

Inside‍ Merkarva City was‍⁠ the guardian academy‌ and thus it⁠‌⁠ was comparatively safer⁠‍ from demonic beasts‍⁠‌ than other cities.​⁠

Safety‍‌‌ attracted more people⁠​ and more people⁠‍ led to the‍​ prosperity of the‌⁠ city but not‌‌⁠ everyone received the‍‌‍ benefit from that​​‌ increased prosperity.

There⁠ was a slum‌‌⁠ in every city‌‍ and there was‌‌ a gang reigning‍​⁠ over the anarchic‍ streets of Merkarva​ City.

Black‍ Star Group.

A group of gangs⁠ that increased their‌​‌ size in the⁠ backstreets through power‌‌‍ and violence.

Their​ main source of‍ income was illegal‍​⁠ circulation of moonshine‍ and slaves, and‍⁠‌ no one cared​‍ about the ingredients⁠ of their low-quality‍​⁠ alcohol. There were‌‍ some who complained‌‌⁠ about the trash‍‌‌ taste of the‍‌ alcohol but no⁠ one really cared⁠ about it.

Those‍ idiots would be‍ dealt with by​⁠ the members of‍‍​ the Black Star‌‍ Group that always‌ stayed in those​⁠​ bars.

“Kuaahk…!”​⁠

But‌⁠​ this time, it‌‌ was a bit‍‌ different.

“Give‍‍⁠ me more alcohol.‍‌ More booze…!”

“K,⁠‍‌ kyaaah…!”

“O,⁠⁠​ oh dear. Sir,‌⁠‌ pleaseee…”

The‌ store keeper ran⁠ up in a fluster. He couldn’t‍​​ do anything even‌⁠‍ though his employee,⁠​⁠ Renya, was being⁠​⁠ harassed by a drunk customer.

“You‌‌ fucker! You’re calling​‌ this alcohol?”

The​‍⁠ drunk customer creating⁠‍ a ruckus looked​ a bit old‌⁠⁠ to be called‌ a boy and‌⁠‍ a bit too⁠‌ young to be⁠ called an adult.‌‌⁠

But⁠ the reason he⁠​ couldn’t lay his⁠ hands on him⁠ was that he​‍⁠ was a student‍‍⁠ of Merkarva Academy.‌ Although he wasn’t‍‍ wearing a uniform,​‍‌ it was obvious​ that he was‍ a superhuman seeing​ how he flung‍ away muscular giants​ with one hand!‍

No⁠‍ matter how buff​​‌ a person was,‍‍ they still couldn’t‌​‌ stand a chance‍​ against a single⁠​ Grade 5 knight,​‍ and that was‍​ just how things​ were in this​​ world.

‘Damn⁠⁠​ it! What the‍​⁠ hell is the⁠ Black Star Group​​‌ doing? They’re only‍​ on time when‌ they’re coming to⁠‌⁠ take protection fees!’‍‍

This⁠‍ bar was buying‍ moonshine from the‌‍ Black Star Group‍ and at the‍​ same time, they​ were paying them‌ protection fees.

In‌ the back streets,‌ protection fees were‌⁠ given mainly due‍‌‍ to violence than‌⁠‍ logical business relationships,⁠‌ but in any‍‍⁠ case, the Black‍⁠ Star Group had‌ to do something‍‍​ because the store⁠‍ keeper was paying​ a large sum‌‍ of money as​‌‌ the protection fee.‌​‍

“Who‍ the hell is​‌‍ it that’s creating​​ a fuss at‌​‍ the bar, huh!?”⁠⁠

‘T,⁠ they’re here!’

It⁠ was the high​ executive of the‌​ Black Star Group‍​⁠ that the store‍‌⁠ keeper used to‌​‍ call a son‌​⁠ of a bitch,‍ Red-haired Dickson! Even‍‍‌ though he wasn’t​ an official former‌ guardian, he was‍​⁠ a former roaming​ knight who used‌⁠​ to work as⁠​⁠ a mercenary!

Besides,‌ as if they‍ heard news about​‌ him being a student of the⁠ Academy, Dickson’s brother‌ – Luger the‌⁠ Crazy Hound and‌‍ the son of⁠ the Black Star‍ Group’s boss, Rickie,‍‍⁠ were also here!‌‍‍

“Huooh?⁠ Wut now?”

The​ student with a ponytail turned to​⁠ Luger and his​ brother with a twisted tongue. Behind‍ them were dozens‍‍ of Black Star​‌ Group members lining⁠​‍ up in a menacing posture.

“Fuck‍⁠⁠ off from our‍‍​ business when we’re⁠ still being—”

“Ah,‌​ shut up. I don’t like hearing​⁠⁠ guys.”

Ignoring‌ the words of‍​‍ the Black Star​ Group members, the​ boy violently pulled⁠⁠‌ Reyna the employee​⁠ deeper into his‍ embrace. He was⁠​ clearly a drunk‍ sexual harasser.

“…This‍‍‌ bastard.”

Leaving​⁠ behind the Luger​‍‍ brothers that had​ intimidating frowns on​‍ their faces, the‌⁠⁠ son of the‍ boss, Rickie, walked​ up while lighting⁠‍ his cigar on‌‌ fire.

“An⁠‌​ Academy student, huh.‍‌ Underage kids shouldn’t‌‍⁠ come to a place like this.”​

“Who‍⁠‍ the hell are⁠ you now?”

“Rickie‌​ Johnson. I am‌‌‍ the future boss⁠ of the Black‌ Star Group.”

“Oh,‍‍ okayy?”

“Kid.​‍ Just leave if⁠‍⁠ you’re done drinking.‍ I will be‌ nice and pay‍ for your alcohol​⁠ today so…”

– Glug!

It‍ happened in the‌⁠ blink of an⁠‌‌ eye. The drunken‌ boy suddenly picked‌⁠ up a bottle​‌ of alcohol and‍‍ poured it over‌‌ Rickie’s head.

Drip.‍‍ The flowing moonshine‍‍⁠ wetted Rickie’s waxed⁠⁠‍ hair and turned‍ off his cigar.‌

“B,‌‍⁠ brother!”

“This​ bastard…!”

Lifting​ his hand, Rickie⁠⁠ stopped his underlings.‍ He was the⁠ only one in‌ the group that⁠ was still keeping‍ his rationality but⁠⁠​ it didn’t take​‍​ long for him⁠‌ to growl like‍​ a beast.

“I’ve‍‌ seen a bunch⁠ of people like‌​ you. Thinking you’re‍​ something big just‍‍ because you’re a knight. I’ve seen⁠ too many of‌‌​ them.”

Using‌ a towel that⁠⁠ he received from‌ one of his‌‍ men, Rickie dried⁠‌ his hair and‍‌ lit his cigar⁠ back on fire.⁠ He gestured to‌⁠ the Dickson brothers‍​⁠ standing behind him​‌ as they walked‌​​ up in response.‍

– Vuiing…!

The⁠⁠​ long sword and‍ spear in the‍‌ hands of the‌​‌ two brothers vibrated.⁠ After noticing that​‌​ was the unique⁠⁠ reaction of a weapon resonating with⁠ the aura of‌ a knight, the⁠ eyes of the⁠ boy underwent a quick shift. His​​ opponents were knights.‌

Rickie⁠ enjoyed seeing that‌‌ change with an⁠ evil and crooked‌⁠ gaze.

“These‍​​ guys are the‍​​ crazy hounds of‌‌‍ the north. They‍ are infamous slave‌ hunters notorious for⁠ their name, Red‍⁠⁠ Hounds. A mere​ student—-”

– Kajik!

– Bababam!

“Huah?”‌

It⁠⁠ happened in the‌​ blink of an⁠​ eye. The boy,‌‌ who appeared to​‌ be having trouble⁠ standing up straight,​​​ suddenly smashed Luger⁠⁠ and Dickson down​ with his bare⁠‍ hands. Since he‌ had empowered himself​⁠ with Shura, Rickie‌​ couldn’t even see⁠ the thing that⁠‍​ happened right before​‌ his eyes.

“I’m⁠​ listening. Continue.”

“…What⁠⁠ can I do​​ for you, Sir?”​

“You‌​ don’t have to‌⁠‌ do anything. Because‍‌‌ today will be‍​ your last day.”‌

“S,‌‍ sir?”

One⁠ night. There was‌‍ no need to​‌ wait until the‍‌ next sunrise for⁠ the 100 members‌​ of Black Star⁠‍ Group to be‌ demolished.

****​​

In​ the game, mafia‌‌ and gangs were‍ just mobs that​ give experience points,⁠⁠ and were third-rate​ evil groups that‍‍​ were supposed to‍ be crushed during​​⁠ a quest.

That‌‌ didn’t change even‍‍ when it turned‍‍ into reality, and‌ if I were‍‍ to line up‍​⁠ all the gangsters‍ that I destroyed‍ in the last‌​‌ iteration, they would​ take up 25‍​‍ laps around a sports field.

Of​⁠‍ course, destroying one​​ gang wouldn’t clean‌‌‍ up the dense⁠ darkness of the⁠ slum but it‌ was still better⁠⁠ than nothing.

“Is‍‍​ it here?”

“Y,​‌‍ yes yes… Sir!”‍⁠

After‍​⁠ I made the‌ boss of the​​⁠ Black Star Group⁠​ someone who could​⁠ only have porridges‍ his entire life,⁠‌‍ Rickie brought me⁠‌ to the underground‌ storage in the​⁠​ slum while being​​ completely afraid of‌⁠ me who did‌ such a thing‌‌‍ to his father.⁠‌

The​⁠​ underground storage was‌‌ damp with no‌ ventilation. The disgusting‍⁠‍ odor and humidity‍​ of this area⁠​ was something difficult⁠ to get used‌‌‌ to.

“How‍‍‍ could you lock⁠​‌ people in a place like this,⁠‌ you fucking trash.”‌

– Slam!

When⁠‌‌ I smacked him​ by the back​‍⁠ of his head,‌‌​ Rickie started shivering‍⁠⁠ like a leaf​‌⁠ and said sorry​ on repeat.

“Huh.⁠⁠ What are you?”‍‍‌

“Brother‍⁠​ Rickie?”

I crushed all the​‌ guards that I saw on the​ way. Even though‍​ I was a nice guy, I wasn’t nice to​‌‌ bastards like them.‍‍

“T,‍ this way!”

Several​ cages appeared as‍ soon as Rickie‍ opened the door‍‌ to the underground‍ storage. There were⁠‍⁠ a bunch of‌‍ dirty cages as‍​‌ if they were​ smuggling animals.

However,⁠ the ones they‌‍ were smuggling weren’t‍ animals but humans.⁠⁠ Specifically, they were‍‌‍ ‘demi-humans’.

“Open​​​ them.”

“Sorry‌​⁠ sir?”

“Open‍‌​ all the cages.”⁠

“But⁠ sir! W, we‌‍ will be doomed⁠‍ then!”

“You​‍ are already doomed,⁠‍​ you idiot.”

The‍‍ frightened Rickie started‌​ opening the cages‍‌​ one by one.‍​ Some left through⁠⁠⁠ the opened gates​​‌ of their cages⁠‍ whereas some blankly​ looked back at‌⁠ us without moving⁠‌‌ from their seats.‍​‍

“At‌​‍ least there’s not⁠ that many.”

There‍⁠‌ were roughly 20​‍ demi-humans ranging from‌‍⁠ a dryad, which‍ was a mixed-blood⁠ with fairies, a dog beastman and⁠ a dokkaebi[mfn]Dokkaebi are⁠ legendary creatures from‍‍‍ Korean mythology and​‍‍ folklore. Dokkaebi, also‌ known as “Korean⁠‍‌ goblins”, are nature‌‍ deities or spirits‍ possessing extraordinary powers​‌​ and abilities that⁠⁠​ are used to‍⁠ interact with humans,​ at times playing‌‌​ tricks on them⁠‌ and at times‌​​ helping them. Legends‍‍‌ describe different dokkaebi‌​ in many forms‌‌ and beings with​ a thousand faces,​⁠ and dokkaebi often‌​ wear hanbok[/mfn]… Ehew.‌ Seeing how they‍ were from all​⁠ sorts of different⁠‌​ cultures, it seemed​ that taking them‍ back home would⁠​ be quite an​‍ arduous task.

In⁠‌‌ this world, demi-humans⁠‌ were a target​⁠‍ of ostracization. These​‍ humans with an​⁠​ unfortunate fate waiting​‌‍ for them would⁠ suddenly awaken into‌‌ a demi-human and‌ be reborn with‌‌ strength and abilities‌ that far exceeded⁠ the norms.

People​​ ostracized others just​‍ because of skin​⁠‍ color, so there‌⁠​ was no way‍‍ they wouldn’t discriminate‍​ against demi-humans. Besides,‌​ just less than‍​ 100 years ago,​ hunting demons and⁠ demi-humans used to​⁠‌ be the main‌⁠ focus of the‌ Old Faith.

“If‍ you go outside‍‍ you will find‍⁠⁠ a carriage. It’s‌​​ a carriage from‍ the Dunareff family​⁠⁠ and if you⁠​‌ get on it,‍‌ they will take​​‌ you back home.”‍‍​

A few of them‌ seemed to have​⁠​ different language systems,⁠⁠​ but they should​​ be able to‌⁠‍ understand what was‌ going on by‍ looking at other⁠​‍ people.

『Many‍‍ Unspecified』
※ Difficulty: D+​⁠⁠

※ Reward:

– Even distribution of‍⁠ 25 points

– Rumors about you⁠​ will spread across‌ demi-humans.

It⁠ was followed by‍‌ a small reward‌⁠ but it didn’t‍⁠​ specify the siblings.‌⁠ It’s probably because⁠​⁠ they were in​​ the role of⁠ villains according to‍⁠⁠ the scenario, and⁠ because I didn’t‌ personally consider them‌ as good on‍‌ top of that…‍⁠

“Is​​‍ there a sibling​ here that goes‍⁠‍ under the name‍‌‌ of Ren and‍​ Ron?”

The⁠⁠ dryad girl pointed​‌⁠ at a cage⁠‍‍ in response to‌ my words. As⁠ for this girl…⁠⁠ I should probably⁠ entrust her to​‍ Yuel.

I walked up to​‍ the cage that‍​⁠ the girl pointed​⁠‌ at and inside‍​⁠ were kids that‍⁠‌ appeared to be​‌‌ about 9 years​ of age who​​‍ were crouching down⁠‍ while vigilantly looking​‌ at me.

“Wait…‍ they’re a lot‍⁠⁠ smaller than I thought.”

Wolf‍‍ siblings, Ren and⁠‍ Ron.

Unlike‍‌⁠ most demi-humans who⁠ usually awakened into‍​‍ one after birth,⁠‍ beastmen tended to​ awaken at birth.‍ Because of that,​‌‌ it was common​⁠‍ for them to‍ be killed or​⁠⁠ sold at an‍⁠‍ extremely young age⁠‍ but…

This‍⁠ was strange, wasn’t⁠​ it? When I saw them in⁠​ the last iteration,⁠‌‌ they looked like‍ they were about⁠​ 20 years old,‍​ which was twice‍⁠⁠ the age implied⁠‌ by their current‌⁠ appearance.

I did hear stories⁠‍ about how beastmen‌‍ had physical growth⁠⁠ that accompanied mental​ growth but… weren’t‌ they still just​‌‌ way too young?‍‍‌

“Hi⁠ guys?”

“Hiik…!”​‌

“D,‍‌‌ don’t hit my‍ brother…!”

The⁠‌ girl shouted while⁠​ trying to protect​‍ her younger brother.‌ She was probably‌⁠ the older sister‌⁠ Ren but…

『I‌⁠⁠ will kill you,⁠ you bastard…!』

She‌ had a very⁠‍​ different atmosphere from‌⁠ the one she​​ had in the​ last iteration. She⁠​‍ was uhh… a very big lady‌⁠‌ in a lot⁠‍ of ways with​​​ a husky voice…‍⁠‌ Was this little⁠⁠ girl going to⁠‌ grow that much‍​‌ in just one⁠​ year?

Ren‍‍⁠ and Ron used​​ to be villains⁠​‌ working under the⁠​‌ Old Faith in​ the last iteration.‌​‌ In an attempt​​‌ to control the‌‍ public perception, the​‌‍ extreme demi-human discriminators‌ and the fundamentalists​ used the wolfmen‍‍ slaves to commit‌‍⁠ all sorts of‍⁠ ruthless acts, which‍ even resulted in‍‍⁠ a political stand-off​⁠ of the 1st‍​​ Princess and the‌‌ 2nd Princess.

Looking⁠‍⁠ back at it‌ now, it used‍‍ to be a lot of work.‍‍

Originally,​ the wolf siblings‌ were supposed to‍‌ be sold to‌ the Old Faith⁠‍ through the Black​ Star Group. They​‌‍ were powerful werewolves‍‍ and difficult foes⁠⁠ to fight against,​ and were both⁠​⁠ killed by Park⁠ Sihu in the‌‌ last iteration.

What​⁠ I did now‍ was save these‍‌​ unfortunate kids who‌‍ would later grow‍​ to be an​‍​ evil mid-boss.

“A​​​ bit different from‍ what I thought‍‍⁠ but… let’s go‌⁠‍ guys.”

I carefully reached out‌‍ to them but​ the sharp claws⁠‌‌ of the girl‌ slapped my hand​ away.

“G,‍ go away! Leave‌⁠⁠ us alone!”

“N,⁠⁠ noona…”

Because‍⁠ of all the‌​‍ things that adults‌ had done to‍ them, their wariness‌ was on a different level. I couldn’t leave them​​‍ like this though,‍ so… I took⁠ out a jerky⁠​ from my pocket.‍‍

“Do​ you want some⁠ snacks?”

“I’m‌⁠ not a kid!”‌‍

It‍​ backfired. Did she⁠​‌ not like jerkies?‍​

“Guys.‌‍ Let’s just quietly⁠‌ all leave.”

“Leave​ us alone! Just​‍ let us go…!”​‍⁠

Ren⁠ tried to strike‌ the bars of⁠‌ the cage with​‌ her fist in‍​ a fit. It⁠​ seemed that she‌ was trying to​⁠ be as intimidating‌ as possible but⁠‌​ her hand was‍ the only thing‌ that was going‍⁠‌ to be injured.⁠⁠‍

“Huu…”‍

I snatched her hand⁠⁠ by the wrist.⁠​‌

“You’ll‍‍⁠ just hurt your‍⁠‍ body.”

“L,‍⁠ let go!”

“It’s⁠‍‌ okay. No one​​‌ is going to‌‌‍ hit you anymore.⁠‍‍ You guys are⁠​⁠ now safe.”

“Ah…”⁠

When‍‌‌ I tapped her⁠ on her back​‍​ to relieve her,‍​ she slowly stopped⁠​ writhing her body​​‍ in fury. These‍​ children who always‌⁠​ suffered from the‍ persecution of adults‍​‍ instead of their⁠‍ protection were always‌​ vigilant of their​ surroundings.

It‍‌‍ was a very‌‌ sad thing to‍‍ see.

“What‌ are your names?”​‌⁠

“Ron…‍‍⁠ My name is​ Ron.”

“…Ren.”⁠​⁠

Ron,‍ who was anxiously‍⁠‌ gazing at me,​⁠​ replied first which‌ was followed by⁠‌⁠ Ren, who was‍‌‍ in my arms.⁠​​

“I‍​‍ see. My name‍ is Korin. Korin​​​ Lork.”

“…Are⁠ you a Mister‌‌‌ Knight?”

“Yes.”⁠⁠​

I could feel Ren​ immediately turning energyless⁠ when I continued⁠ tapping her back.‌ Her constant wariness‍​‍ to protect her‍‍​ younger brother must⁠‌ have taken an‍ immense toll on‌​ her mind. As⁠ soon as she​ felt slightly relieved,​⁠​ she fainted into​‌ a deep sleep.⁠‍‌

“…”​

Did​​ I really have‌⁠ to put these⁠⁠‌ kids into my⁠ guardians guild?

The‍⁠ ones I was‍ thinking of were‌ the mid-bosses Ren‌‌​ and Ron, and‍‍‌ not these kids.‍⁠​ I was going⁠​ to use their⁠‌​ specialties to deal​‌ with the fundamentalists‍​​ and the ‘Spiritualist’​⁠‍ but…

“What‍⁠ are you going‍ to do now,⁠​ boss?”

A leisurely voice echoed‌‍ from behind. The⁠ lady wearing a waitress uniform was‍‍‌ the one who‍​ was harassed by​ me at the‍ bar… or rather,​‍‍ someone that was‍‌⁠ pretending to be‍⁠ harassed.

Renya‌⁠ the waitress.

Even⁠‌‌ though she looked‍ like a normal‍​​ waitress of a backstreet bar, she‍ was in fact⁠ an executive of⁠‍‍ the intelligence guild.‌‌‍

“Take​⁠ them to my⁠​ inn. And give​ them some food.”‍

“Were‌​‌ you a philanthropist?”​‍‍

“Think​ of it as⁠⁠‌ you wish.”

I received a great⁠ amount of help⁠​‍ from Renya when​​‌ looking for the‍ organizational structure of​ the Black Star​ Group and the‌‌⁠ location of their​⁠‌ underground storage. She​‍ was a great​⁠‍ person to have⁠‍ a dry business​​ relationship with just⁠ like Dorron, and‌​ it was therefore‍⁠ possible for me‍​ to be fairly‌‍ carefree with her.⁠⁠

“Huu~.”‍

Thoughts‌‍‍ muddled my brain⁠‍ because I unexpectedly‌​⁠ came across these‍ young kids.

Ehew.​‌ All in all,‍ I did something‍ good so I guess it was​ still worth it.​⁠

****‍‌

On⁠ the eastern side⁠ of Merkarva City‍‌​ in one of‌ the platform villages,⁠⁠ a foreign beast‍​‍ landed on the​‌‌ landing zone of​ flying animals.

The‌ animal had a red beak and‌⁠ strangely enough, it‍‍ only had one⁠​ leg but it‌‍‍ didn’t give off‍‍‌ the feeling that‍​ it had a disability since it‌ had an exceptional‍ sense of balance.‌ Instead, its fluttering​ eight-colored wings gave​‌ its onlookers an⁠ auspicious sensation.

It‍ was called Shangyang‌⁠‌ in the east​ and was a bird that could‌ only be mounted‌ by the higher-ups​​‌ of the society.​⁠

“Hello‍​ sir. You must​ be from the​​‌ east. Can I please have a look at your​‌ ID?”

The⁠‌⁠ man wearing an‌ eastern clothing touched‌⁠‍ his long beard‌⁠‌ in silence after‌​‌ getting off the‍⁠ Shangyang, and the‌⁠‍ boy and girl​ that dismounted with⁠ him soon took‍​ out a golden⁠‌ plaque.

It​ was a plaque‍ with the emblem‍​ of a falcon‌‍ and was the​ most well-known emblem‌‌​ of the east‌⁠‍ in this continent.‌‌

“I‌ see you’re from​‍⁠ the Purple Hawk⁠‍​ Academy!”

“Yes,⁠‍ that is the‍ case. I am‍‍ Senior Professor Kang‍‍ Ryun. They are​​ my disciples.”

“I⁠⁠‍ am the student⁠⁠⁠ council president, Kang‌ Yuhua.”

“Jinhyuk‍ is my name~.​ Nice to meet⁠ you.”

Since‌‍ they were already​ informed of the​‌​ guests from the‌‌ east, the landing‍ zone staff immediately‍ led them to‌‍​ a carriage.

“We‍‌⁠ at the El​‍​ Rath Kingdom welcome​ you for your​⁠ visit. We have‍ the carriage prepared‌ right here so‌ please follow me.”⁠​

Following‍ the staff, the​‌​ three got on‍‍​ the prepared carriage.⁠​ Carriages were supposed‍ to transport dozens⁠ of people at⁠ once but this‍​ specific one had​ fewer seats and‌ had fancy decorations‌ inside, as if​​ it was for‍⁠‍ VIPs only.

“Weow~!‍​‍ The reception is​ quite good.”

“Hyuk.⁠‌⁠ Master hasn’t even‍⁠‍ taken his seat‌ yet.”

Jinhyuk‍ nonchalantly sat down​⁠ on one of‌ the seats which⁠⁠⁠ earned a reprimand‌⁠ from Kang Yuhua.​ Even though her​ sword was still​‍‌ inside the scabbard,​⁠ the viscosity of‌‌ her qi was‍‍​ enough to pressure⁠​ Jinhyuk.

“Whoa‍‍‍ whoa~. Big Sister.‍‍ You know I’m‍ not good at‍‌​ fighting.”

“…Haa.‍⁠⁠ Is that something‌ a Grade 1 Knight is supposed⁠‌ to say?”

“Certainly​​‌ can to you,​​ Big Sister.”

“Stop.⁠‍​ Cut the idle​‍​ talk.”

The​‍ middle-aged professor made​​ his disciples shut⁠‌⁠ up with one⁠‍​ sentence and gracefully‌ sat down on‌‍ his seat. He‌ was sitting with⁠​ a straight back​‌ that seemed to⁠‌​ be showcasing the​⁠ rigidness of his‍​⁠ personality.

“By‌‌⁠ the way, master.”‍‍⁠

Kang⁠‍‍ Ryun closed his‍‍⁠ eyes as if‌ trying to have‍‌ some time for​ meditation but Jinhyuk‍ spoke to him.​‍

“Is‌​ it certain? Is‍ that bitch really‌ here?”

“…”‍‌‌

Yuhua⁠ didn’t reproach him‌‍ this time because‌ she too was​⁠⁠ here because of⁠ the same reason‌ as Jinhyuk.

“Yes.‌ It is certain​ that the Chairman‍‌ of this Academy‍‌ has taken her.​ His Majesty guaranteed‍‍​ it.”

“…”​

“…”​​‍

The‌‌ two people turned⁠ silent in response.‌‍ Even though it‌​ was a chilling‌​ silence, their eyes​⁠⁠ were burning with‍⁠⁠ fury so Kang‌​​ Ryun looked at​⁠‍ his disciples and‍‌​ clicked his tongue.‍​

“How⁠ can you achieve‌ anything big if⁠⁠⁠ you cannot even‌​⁠ hide your hostility?”‌

“It‍ doesn’t matter. As‍ long as I can beat up​‍‌ that fucking bitch.”⁠‍‌

“Hyuk’s​‍‌ very crude with⁠ his tongue but…‌​ I can’t leave‌ Hua, that wicked​ thing, alone either.‌‌​ Thinking of how‍‌ Ran is still​‍ locked inside her,​⁠ I… Master… No.⁠ Uncle. Is there‌ really a way⁠‌​ to save Ran‍​ before the end‍‌​ of the festival?”‍

“Of⁠​ course. Yuhua. I want to save⁠‌‍ my niece just​⁠⁠ as much as​ you.”

Listening​​ to their conversation,‍​ Jinhyuk quietly opened​​‌ the lid of‍‌ the drink bottle⁠ next to him.‌​‌ Unlike those two‌‌‌ people who were‍‌‍ acquainted with the‍​ person in question,​⁠‌ he had a different purpose.

As‍ the sole survivor‌‍ of the pandemonium​​‍ of the burning‌ Moonlight Castle, revenge⁠​‍ was the only​ thing in the‍​ mind of the‍​​ boy.

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