The S-Rank Warden Devours the Academy - Chapter 74

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Episode 74

“Ahh! That feels amazing! I must’ve slept straight for twelve hours!”
Eun-o stretched languidly as he stepped out of the treatment room.
Leaving Jae-yun and Yu-wol to follow behind, Eun-o glanced around the interior of the Emergency Treatment Room.
“Man, I still haven’t told Gyeol about all the crazy stuff that happened! Did he already run off to the Dormitory?”
Then he spotted a familiar face not far away, lying in one of the beds.
“Hey! Do you know what happened earlier? I had the most incredible—”
“I already heard…….”
Gyeol waved his hand dismissively, as if swatting away a fly.
“?”
Eun-o’s eyebrows rose in confusion.
“But why do you look so worn out? You seemed in better shape when you came down from the ring.”
Gyeol, his limbs sprawled listlessly across the bed, answered in a voice tinged with exhaustion.
“You’ll all find out soon enough…….”
“…?”
“What’s up with him? Did he hit his head during the match?”
Jae-yun and Eun-o exchanged bewildered glances.
“Where is Master?”
Yu-wol interjected abruptly.
Gyeol shook his head slowly, deliberately.
“That’s something you’ll find out soon as well…….”
Yu-wol’s brow furrowed in displeasure at that very moment.
“…! You guys are in Combat Class A too, right?!”
Jun-yeong, with pink hair and his nose buried in his smartphone on the adjacent bed, suddenly lifted his head.
“? Yeah, we are. Why?”
Before Eun-o could even answer, Jun-yeong’s eyes gleamed as he let out a long, envious sigh.
“Wow~ you guys are so lucky!!”
“Here we go again with Jun-yeong…….”
Gyeol rolled his eyes with an expression of utter exasperation.
He recognized the telltale beginning of yet another barrage of questions from Jun-yeong.
With Jun-yeong’s outburst as the trigger, all the students’ attention suddenly converged on the group.
“Damn it, I should’ve gone for the combat class!”
“I’m so jealous! I want to take the penalty class too!”
“There’s combat training tomorrow, right? I’ll come in your place!”
As the chorus of voices erupted around them, question marks seemed to multiply above Eun-o’s head.
“What is this? Why does everyone look like they’re falling apart?!”
The usually quiet Jae-yun and the typically indifferent Yu-wol blinked in confusion.
They were all pouring inexplicable praise in the direction of Sa-hyeon.
Eun-o shook off the persistent Jun-yeong and exclaimed in bewilderment.
“What’s going on? When did you all stop trash-talking about nepotism?”
“Nepotism? That’s not it! Even if a savior fell from the sky!”
“They’ve lost their minds…….”
Gyeol closed his eyes slowly and exhaled a breath of resignation.
Jae-yun too let out a bewildered sound from his throat.
“…Are they all talking about Sa-hyeon?”
“Wait, do you mean Hae-seong?”
While Eun-o’s mind spun frantically, a smile curved gently across Yu-wol’s lips.
“Finally, everyone’s starting to see clearly.”
He addressed Jun-yeong in an unusually cordial tone.
“Do you know where Master went?”
“…? Are you talking to me right now?”
Jun-yeong blinked deeply, as if in disbelief.
“Lee Yu-wol is actually talking to me?!”
Since this was the first time Yu-wol had initiated conversation with anyone at the Academy, Jun-yeong was already breathing in awe when another student answered instead.
The other student replied in her stead.
“I heard they said he went to the Building B Conference Room earlier? An aide mentioned the Association President was looking for him.”
“The Association President?!”
Eun-o’s eyes gleamed with interest.
“Let’s go too!”
He shook Gyeol’s shoulders urgently as he lay there, but Gyeol shot him down flat.
“Absolutely not. I’ve got a strong feeling that if I get tangled up with that instructor today, I’m going to have a miserable time….”
“Ugh, seriously!”
At Gyeol’s firm refusal, Eun-o quickly shifted targets.
“Jae-yun, what about you?”
“I also….”
Jae-yun hesitated, his lips moving soundlessly.
“I think I should rest today….”
“…Tsk. Can’t be helped.”
Ever since his defeat in the sparring match, Jae-yun had been deflated, his spirit broken.
Eun-o smacked his lips in disappointment and reluctantly turned his head away.
“Then what about Lee Yu-wol? Where’d he go?!”
The spot beside him stood empty—when had he slipped away?
Jun-yeong pointed his finger toward the conference room.
“I heard earlier that Professor Yeom was in his office, so he went right over.”
“Ah~ the sneaky bastard, going off alone again!”
Eun-o exploded with indignation and scrambled after him at once.
“Hey, come with me!!”

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Outside the conference room.
Eun-o saw Lee Yu-wol standing rigid before the door and let out a smirk.
“Huh. Why’re you standing there? Did they kick you out?”
Lee Yu-wol frowned and answered flatly.
“They’re in the middle of a conversation. I couldn’t just barge in.”
“What’re they talking about?”
Eun-o’s eyes sparkled as he peered through the conference room glass.
Beyond the blinds drawn over the window, shadows wavered faintly.
“Damn, just a little more and I’d see….”
Eun-o was craning his neck this way and that when Lee Yu-wol, who’d been pretending indifference, casually tilted his head to look.
Bang.
The conference room door suddenly swung open.
“Yikes! You scared me!”
“!”
Eun-o jumped back with a start.
“Why are you two here again?”
Yeom Sa-hyeon, stepping out of the conference room, leaned against the doorframe as he asked.
“…! Master.”
Lee Yu-wol immediately moved diagonally before him, bowing respectfully.
Just then, someone emerged behind Yeom Sa-hyeon.
“Pardon me, I’ll pass through.”
Jae-hyeok spoke in a cold voice.
It was clear: move aside, don’t block the door.
“Ah.”
Yeom Sa-hyeon let out a small exclamation, then stood with feet planted firmly, a lazy smile crossing his face.
“When were you planning to start the Body Technique Class?”
“…….”
“Sooner would probably be better.”
A fine crack appeared between Jae-hyeok’s brows.
His eyes, fixed on Yeom Sa-hyeon with a vicious glare, soon released a low, heavy sigh.
Then he opened his mouth toward the conference room.
“Follow me.”
“Yes, yes!”
At the familiar voice, Eun-o gripped the doorframe and poked his head into the conference room.
“Huh? Was Hae-seong here too?”
“…Ah!”
Hae-seong, stepping out of the conference room, belatedly noticed Eun-o and Lee Yu-wol.
“Looks like your treatment’s all done. Head back to the Dormitory and get some proper rest today!”
He called out earnestly as he hurried after Jae-hyeok.
“Why’s Hae-seong following that Body Technique instructor?”
Tae Eun-o narrowed his eyes at the question, when suddenly a strange voice burst from inside the conference room.
“Ah, is this one of Sa-hyeon’s students?”
A middle-aged man rose from his seat and walked out.
“They must have a tough time under Sa-hyeon.”
“Oh!”
Tae Eun-o’s face lit up the moment he recognized him.
“Oh wow, you’re the Association President, aren’t you?! One of the 1st Generation Notables!”
“Ha, that’s quite the honorific you’re giving me.”
While Tae Eun-o poured out an effusive reaction toward the Association President, Lee Yu-wol’s attention fixed on a single point.
“Master, are you unwell?”
His worried gaze fell on Yeom Sa-hyeon’s charred shirt cuff.
“Your clothes are damaged, and you’re bleeding….”
“Huh, bleeding? You, not Go Gyeol?!”
Tae Eun-o’s eyes and mouth both widened in shock.
“Yeah, Sa-hyeon.”
The Association President let out a light sigh and placed a hand on Yeom Sa-hyeon’s shoulder.
“The path ahead is already quite complicated, and I’d rather you don’t get lost on the way by going there overloaded. Why not change clothes and rest a bit before you leave?”
At the Association President’s words, Yeom Sa-hyeon clicked his tongue softly. He hadn’t been paying attention, but now he could see his sleeve was tattered.
“I should change before I go.”
“Where are you headed, Master? I’ll accompany you.”
“What makes you think you know where I’m going?”
As Yeom Sa-hyeon asked curtly while fingering his singed sleeve with distaste, the Association President let out a small exclamation.
“Come to think of it, this must be a place you know well.”
Yeom Sa-hyeon’s eyebrows slowly rose.
“Ah, now that you mention it….”
Fragments of memory he’d glimpsed from Lee Yu-wol’s mind came back to him.
‘He goes there like it’s his own home every week… Taking him along would be quite helpful.’
As Yeom Sa-hyeon’s expression shifted subtly, Lee Yu-wol caught it keenly and spoke up quickly.
“Then I shall be your guide, Master.”
“…!”
Tae Eun-o, having read the mood, raised his hand eagerly, refusing to be left behind.
“Can I come too? Please take me with you!”
Lee Yu-wol’s gaze carried obvious displeasure—’Why you?’—but Tae Eun-o brushed it off and blurted out whatever came to mind.
“I’ll be your bodyguard!”
“…Excuse me?”
Genuine confusion appeared on the Association President’s face.
“A Grade A protecting an S-rank…?”
“…….”
Lee Yu-wol exhaled with visible exasperation.
“Too many stragglers just get in the way.”
Despite Yeom Sa-hyeon’s words, Tae Eun-o persisted stubbornly, pressing his case.
“This time, really take me! I promise I can do it! If I stick close by your side and learn, I’ll improve faster, don’t you think?!”
Yeom Sa-hyeon, who had seemed annoyed, reacted to Tae Eun-o’s last remark.
“That way I’ll graduate soon and pull my weight!”
He was quoting Yeom Sa-hyeon’s own habitual phrase exactly.
Yeom Sa-hyeon slowly rolled his tongue.
It would certainly be tiresome, but there was no better real-world experience than this.
“Not bad.”
Yeom Sa-hyeon’s lips curved upward in a smile.

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And several hours later, the three of them arrived at their destination.
A building with clean, angular lines.
The long glass walls reflected sunlight so intensely it was nearly impossible to keep one’s eyes open.
Tae Eun-o gaped, craning his neck to look up at the massive structure before him.
“So the place we’re going to….”
Above the entrance of a building that resembled an art museum, letters gleamed in gold leaf.

[White Hole Auction]

“An auction house?”

S-rank Instructor Devours the Academy 74

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Baek Luga
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