The S-Rank Warden Devours the Academy - Chapter 106

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Episode 106

“…Yes, then I’ll excuse myself for a moment.”
The Security Guard nodded, his gaze never quite settling into ease.
Beneath the brim of his cap, a pale, delicate face came into view.
‘What is this….’
The man standing before him bore no resemblance to the photograph registered on the Membership Card—the arrangement of his features was entirely different.
A face so devoid of similarity it was impossible to reconcile.
Under normal circumstances, he would have scoffed at such a bald-faced excuse about a diet and summoned a guard on the spot.
But now, for some reason, clear judgment eluded him.
Entranced by the man’s measured tone, he found himself nodding.
“It’ll only take a moment. Just relax and don’t resist.”
The Security Guard murmured this, placing his hand over the back of the man’s hand.
Behind the Security Guard’s pupils, a bluish mana flickered and rippled.
His Unique Skill—Mana Comparison—manifested.
A verification method that involved infusing a portion of mana into the target’s body, then comparing it against the mana signature of the original cardholder registered to the Membership Card.
In his six months working here, he had performed this utterly routine task countless times.
Normally it would take no more than ten seconds.
But this man—something was different about him.
‘…It’s muddling my senses.’
It was happening again now.
The mana from the Membership Card gripped in his left hand and the signal he felt flowing through his right hand were sending discordant readings.
Perhaps it was the man’s posture as he extended his arm—so natural, so assured.
His mind grew hazy, and his discernment blurred.
The world spun before his eyes, his breathing quickened—all within an instant.
Cool sweat began beading across his forehead.
“……Ugh?!”
Without warning, the man’s mana came crashing in.
A coercive force like blood rushing backward through his veins.
The Security Guard’s carefully controlled mana offered no resistance, erupting outward in a pitiful recoil.
The pressure was as if his entire mana circuit were being torn asunder.
“Hnnngh……!”
The Security Guard clenched his lips, fighting back a wave of dry heaves.
His head spun, and his solar plexus burned as though set aflame.
His stomach twisted as if turning inside out.
“Ah, my mistake.”
The man spoke briefly.
Yet contrary to his words, ease itself was woven into the tone brushing against the Security Guard’s ears.
The Security Guard struggled desperately to gather his wits through his blurring vision.
In rare cases, when a mana test subject suddenly released their mana, a backflow accident could occur—the examiner’s mana would surge backward through the connection.
Like how one must never apply force carelessly when injecting a substance.
But normally, his mana was strong enough that he would never be forced back like this.
He was, after all, a B-Rank Hunter.
‘The Membership Card clearly listed him as C-Rank, so how am I being overpowered like this…….’
“Hngh.”
Each time he tried to complete the thought, bile surged up his throat.
The Security Guard staggered, hastily tearing his hand away from the back of the man’s hand.
In that moment, the man gently retrieved the Membership Card from the Security Guard’s grip.
“You look quite unwell. Why don’t you go splash some water on your face?”
The man patted the Security Guard’s back with casual nonchalance.
Following that light stimulus, the Security Guard’s mana swirled violently once more.
“Hnnngh……!”
The Security Guard’s face had gone a sickly pale green; he could hold back no longer and bolted frantically toward the restroom.
Left alone in the Lobby, the man
casually tossed the Membership Card into his Inventory and crossed the Lobby with unhurried grace.

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Leaving the Security Guard to stumble away in a clatter of noise, Yeom Sa-hyeon let out a low chuckle.
“Touch him even slightly and look at the fuss he makes.”
He doubted the man could do his job properly in such an unsavory place.
Shaking his head with a wry smile, he made his way down the long corridor leading to the Main Building.
Deceiving the Security Guard had been remarkably simple.
The moment he’d handed over the Membership Card, he’d woven the Confusion Skill into the tips of his fingers—just a trace of it.
That’s why the guard had failed to react properly, despite the face and mana signature being nothing alike.
The skill’s potency had been excessive, though.
His eyes had begun to lose focus and his mind was threatening to slip away entirely, so Yeom Sa-hyeon had deflected the mana to barely snap him back awake.
‘Thanks to that, I got through without trouble.’
Adjusting his Gloves back in place, he finally stepped inside the Main Building.
Bright lighting and marble floors.
The neatly appointed Main Building was crowded with people.
Hum—
The deeper he ventured, the stronger the vibration of the Badge in his pocket became.
Yeom Sa-hyeon used the Badge’s vibration as a compass, moving forward at a measured pace.
All the while, his gaze swept methodically across his surroundings with meticulous attention.
‘If I’m going to case this place later, I should at least know the layout.’
He plucked a Pamphlet from the shelf in the corridor.

[Top Premium Modern Sports Club]

‘They’ve plastered every flattering adjective they could think of on this.’
Yeom Sa-hyeon scoffed and flipped through the Pamphlet with casual indifference.
As he’d been told beforehand, it presented itself as an ordinary sports club on the surface.
The internal facilities were far more extensive than expected.
A Swimming Pool, Bowling Alley, Squash Court, and even a Sauna.
What set it apart from other sports clubs was the strict segregation between Awakened Individual courses and Non-Awakened courses.
And the text emblazoned at the bottom of the page was enough to make him laugh in disbelief.

[Annual Membership Card: 100,000,000 Won]

A year’s membership for a hundred million won.
There certainly seemed to be plenty of people drowning in enough money to waste on a place like this.
Yeom Sa-hyeon twisted his lips and tossed the Pamphlet into his Inventory without hesitation.
Then he climbed the stairs in the direction the Badge’s vibration grew stronger, ascending to the upper floors.
Third floor, fourth floor… As he climbed higher, the Badge’s aura intensified.
When he finally reached the 5th Floor, Yeom Sa-hyeon furrowed his brow and stopped.
‘There should definitely be higher floors above this.’
At the end of the 5th Floor Corridor, there were no stairs continuing upward.
Yet the Badge continued to radiate its power toward the ceiling.
He checked the members-only elevator buttons just in case, but they only went downward.
There was clearly a concealed passage somewhere.
Yeom Sa-hyeon rolled his neck and slowly walked the length of the corridor.
‘Now that I think about it, I still haven’t seen that illegal Fighting Arena or whatever they call it.’
He’d pushed it to the back of his mind while concentrating on the Badge.
Yeom Sa-hyeon closed his eyes for a moment and focused on the currents around him.
The auras of countless Awakened Individuals made their presence felt from all directions.
He turned toward the direction where their presence was distinctly concentrated.
Opening his eyes, an unremarkable Cabinet sat alone in the distance down the Corridor.

[Bag Storage Locker]

Words were printed on the top.
Its exterior appeared perfectly ordinary—just another amenity.
Yeom Sa-hyeon walked slowly toward it and turned the Cabinet’s handle.
Empty inside.
There were no shelves, no bags—nothing.
‘So it was hidden here.’
Instead, there was another door.
Yeom Sa-hyeon stepped inside without hesitation and pushed open the next door.
The moment the heavy soundproof door swung wide.

Roooaaaar!

A deafening roar burst through the corridor’s silence.
“…Ha.”
A short exhale escaped Yeom Sa-hyeon’s lips.
‘So this is the Fighting Arena.’
The spectacle that unfurled beyond the door was breathtaking.
A massive arena occupied the center like a stage, ringed completely by spectator seating on all sides.
From the ground floor to the 5th Floor, the interior thrummed with the heat of crowded bodies.
Even the transparent Barrier Shield that sealed the space between the seats and arena.
In the middle of the arena, a fight was already in full swing.
“Kill him! Crush his skull in!”
“Break through that! What are you doing, you bastard!”
People lounged casually in seats near the railing, bellowing crude encouragement.
“This is insufferable…….”
So many who deserved to be locked away. He was beginning to worry about cell capacity.
Yeom Sa-hyeon drew his brows together and made his way closer to the spectator seating railing.
His ashen eyes gazed down upon the arena floor.
Two figures stood on the stage.
A Shaved-Head Man and a Pink-Haired Man whose coloring caught the eye even from a distance.
One wore spiked knuckle dusters on both hands, while the other stood his ground with nothing but bare fists.
Whoosh—crack!
The knuckle duster connected hard against the forearm.
The dull impact carried crisply through the Barrier Shield and reached the spectators with vivid clarity.
The Pink-Haired Man’s face was already slick with blood, and he barely evaded the next flurry of blows.
The crowd erupted in ravenous shouts and cheers.
“Aim for the vital points!”
“Without a weapon, break his neck!”
“Damn it, you should be worth your money’s worth!”
Crude remarks poured from every corner.
“A disgrace.”
Yeom Sa-hyeon murmured quietly, resting both forearms on the railing.
If not for the Mana Stones, this place would have been swept clean long ago.
His fingers itched to upend the entire operation this very moment.
Yeom Sa-hyeon’s gloved hands slowly clenched and unclenched as his gaze drifted downward, and it was at that precise instant—
The Pink-Haired Man on the arena floor, who had been swaying while wiping blood from his mouth, lifted his head.
Then, in that empty space between them, Yeom Sa-hyeon’s eyes met the man’s.
“…….”
The man’s movement to dodge the incoming blow froze for just an instant.
His gaze locked directly onto Yeom Sa-hyeon.
The man’s unfocused eyes suddenly came into sharp focus, his pupils dilating slowly.
The timing was far too precise to be mere coincidence.
Yeom Sa-hyeon’s eyes narrowed to slits.
‘That bastard….’
Did he just recognize my face?

S-rank Instructor Devours the Academy — Chapter 106

Author
Baek Ru-ga
Publisher
Daon Creative
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Yoon Tae-ri
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