Chapter 748
Chapter 748
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 748
Chapter Title: Academy's Savior
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“Group 6. I’ve heard about you. Yoo Seung-jun, one of your members, dropped out, right? It’ll be tough for just the two of you to clear the dungeon. Want to forfeit?”
Ki Pil-woo.
The dungeon training instructor approached me and Shin Jung-mi, asking the question. He was a sturdy man with short black hair.
“We’re fine. The two of us can handle it.”
“Yes. We’ve prepared for just the two of us.”
Shin Jung-mi and I answered confidently. We’d prepared for the dungeon training as a duo from the start. It was better without Yoo Seung-jun. If he’d been around, he definitely would’ve dragged us down.
“...It’s okay if you forfeit. Since one member dropped out, we won’t hold it against you. For grading, I was planning to have you do a separate session later. With reduced practice time, of course.”
“Thank you for the consideration, but we’re really okay. Let us take the training with the other groups. We won’t complain even if our grades aren’t great.”
“Yes. Just like Yu-jin says.”
Ki Pil-woo glanced back and forth between Shin Jung-mi and me. He soon nodded seriously.
“You seem confident.... Alright. You’ll do the training. But Group 6, you’re last.”
It was Ki Pil-woo’s final act of consideration. Our order changed, but none of the other students complained. Unlike the other groups of three, we only had two.
“...Do you really think we can pull this off, just the two of us?”
Shin Jung-mi fiddled with her glasses as she spoke. Unlike when she’d answered the instructor, a hint of anxiety laced her voice. I grinned. It was a vulnerable side she only showed me. In other words, she trusted me.
“Trust me. We’ve trained hard. We can do this.”
My hand moved. It slipped quietly between the thighs of Shin Jung-mi, who was sitting beside me. The warmth and softness of her thighs pressed against my palm.
Startled, Shin Jung-mi lowered her voice and scolded me.
“H-Hey! Not here! What if someone sees?!”
“It’s fine. Everyone’s focused on the monitors. No one’s paying attention to us.”
“Don’t. Our turn’s in a few dozen minutes?”
“We’re last, so we’ve got 1 or 2 hours of leeway. I’m just a bit tense. And the desk hides it anyway.”
“Ugh, seriously...”
Shin Jung-mi glanced around cautiously before spreading her legs slightly. My hand invaded her panties. Hers didn’t stay still either—she groped my crotch.
Rubbing her pussy felt better and better.
‘Kim Cheon-woo and Choi Da-yeon are the standouts, as expected.’
True to their entrance rankings of 2nd and 4th, they displayed overwhelming skill. But their styles differed.
Kim Cheon-woo charged ahead, swinging his greatsword to conquer the dungeon. No special strategies—just brute force. Yet that brute force put him at the top.
Choi Da-yeon was the opposite. She didn’t rush forward like him. She moved gracefully from the rear while the other two struggled, supporting with arrows.
‘Choi Da-yeon’s score will be higher. Her strategy fits the dungeon perfectly.’
I watched the screen, leisurely moving my fingers. One plunged deep into Shin Jung-mi’s pussy. Her inner walls squirmed, secreting fluids.
“Ngh.... Hnng.... Hah...”
Shin Jung-mi glanced around desperately, stifling her moans.
“You look frustrated. Want to step out for a bit?”
“...We’ve got more time before our turn... Yeah, that sounds good. Ngh...”
I pulled my fingers from her crotch. They were coated in sticky juices.
Shin Jung-mi and I slipped out. We headed to the end of the hallway, into an unused storage room. The moment we entered, we clung to each other. In under a minute, we were naked and fucking.
Kim Cheon-woo watched Sung Yu-jin and Shin Jung-mi on the screen. Unlike the other groups of three, they were only two. But he didn’t think for a second they’d fail.
“Cheon-woo. Do you know what level that guy’s really at?”
Ma Jin-bae asked Kim Cheon-woo with a stiff expression. Kim Cheon-woo felt a twinge of curiosity. Ma Jin-bae seemed overly wary of Sung Yu-jin. It was rare for someone as indifferent to others as him.
“Not really. My entrance rank’s higher, but... his real strength surpasses mine.”
“If you fought him? Could you win?”
“No. I’d lose.”
“......”
On screen, Sung Yu-jin summoned a spirit. His eyes turned golden.
Thunder Owlet.
A lower thunder spirit. But the pressure it exuded was far beyond a mere low-rank.
The Thunder Owlet flew through the dungeon. It was a volcanic zone thick with acrid smoke, but the spirit seemed unaffected.
Sung Yu-jin and Shin Jung-mi advanced toward the exit. When monsters appeared, they handled them with flawless teamwork.
Kim Cheon-woo was shocked. He knew Sung Yu-jin’s skill, but Shin Jung-mi’s spearmanship was top-tier—hard to believe.
“...They cleared it in 10 minutes, just the two of them.”
“The Thunder Owlet pulled more than its weight.”
“Unlike Shin Jung-mi, who’s breathing hard, that guy hasn’t broken a sweat. Probably not even his real strength. Hiding it to fool us?”
“Maybe. But Sung Yu-jin hiding his power... probably for other reasons.”
Kim Cheon-woo recalled Sung Yu-jin’s words. There were demons hiding in the academy besides Yoo Seung-jun. He was likely holding back to watch them.
“Ooh...”
The surrounding students let out exclamations as they watched Sung Yu-jin and Shin Jung-mi conquer the dungeon.
‘His level’s on another plane.’
Choi Da-yeon watched Sung Yu-jin with arms crossed. His skill was exceptional. Masterful spirit control aside, he adapted to surprises without flinching—like a pro hero, not an academy student.
‘But that girl... she’s been sticking way too close to Sung Yu-jin lately...’
Choi Da-yeon didn’t like Shin Jung-mi. Especially when their teamwork synced perfectly—it irked her for no reason.
‘Filthy slut...’
Lee Kang-hu, sitting beside her, noticed Choi Da-yeon’s discomfort. Unsure of the cause, he just observed carefully.
‘The young lady’s in a bad mood... Definitely because of Sung Yu-jin... But he’s not someone I can touch... Damn it... What should I do...’
Kang Ji-young pressed her temples as Sung Ha-ri and Choi Jung-hwa barged into the dean’s office.
“...What’s this sudden intrusion about?”
“Don’t play dumb. We know everything. Or are you underestimating our group’s intel?”
Choi Jung-hwa, seated on the sofa with legs crossed, spoke. She wore a tight blue dress. She probably thought it elegant and refined, but to Kang Ji-young, it just screamed desperate ajumma.
“Class 1-A, first-years... A kid in the same class as Yu-jin dropped out.”
Sung Ha-ri, sitting opposite Choi Jung-hwa, said. Her outfit wasn’t modest either—deep cleavage. No one would mistake her for typical parent attire.
“Yes. Yoo Seung-jun withdrew. So what? What’s it to you?”
“Oh my. We’re the parent association. We’re concerned about a student suddenly dropping out, so we came. Actually, we tried meeting Yoo Seung-jun before coming here. Couldn’t find him anywhere. Don’t you think that’s odd, Dean Kang Ji-young?”
“Students quit the academy for personal reasons all the time. Nothing strange.”
Kang Ji-young cut her off firmly. Her voice was steady, her eyes unwavering. Sung Ha-ri watched her quietly before asking.
“Yoo Seung-jun. He’s from Japan, right? Connected to the Magic Island somehow?”
“No idea. His withdrawal is done. None of your business.”
“...No issues, right?”
“None.”
“Okay. I’ll trust you.”
Sung Ha-ri backed off cleanly at the firm response. Choi Jung-hwa was the flustered one.
“Sung Ha-ri! That’s not what we agreed! We need to pressure Kang Ji-young more!”
“Use your head for once. Ji-young wouldn’t buckle over something like this.”
“You’re telling me to use my head? You?”
“Choi Jung-hwa. You act smart but you’re subtly dumb. Give up early when it’s hopeless.”
“You bitch...!”
Choi Jung-hwa shot up from her seat, trembling with rage.
“What.”
Sung Ha-ri glared quietly. Choi Jung-hwa’s anger vanished instantly, and she sat back down arrogantly.
“Hmph. Honestly, I don’t care about that kid. What worries me is if this affects my daughter, Da-yeon.”
“No harm to anyone. Reassure yourself. If you’re done, leave. Unlike you, I have work.”
Choi Jung-hwa twirled her hair with a finger. She’d hoped to expand the parent association’s influence, but Sung Ha-ri ruined it.
Sung Ha-ri stared at Choi Jung-hwa. Feeling prickled, she relaxed her posture.
“...What. Spit it out if you have something to say.”
“I want in on next month’s underground auction. Got an invite?”
Baekryeong Underground Auction.
Korea’s infamous illegal auction, simply called the underground auction. Held periodically, invite-only.
“Of course I have one. They send invites to my family every year.”
“Invites allow one guest. Let’s go together.”
“Ha. Am I crazy? Already promised someone else. Get your own invite.”
“Jung-hwa. Come with me. That one guest is just your bodyguard anyway? I can protect you better.”
“Think I don’t know your skills aren’t what they used to be? Rumors say you’re barely A-rank physically.”
“I’ve weakened, true. But I’m still stronger than average A-ranks. I’m Sung Ha-ri. Don’t you trust me?”
Choi Jung-hwa pondered seriously. Going with Sung Ha-ri wasn’t bad. Her presence would help in the dangerous auction.
“Fine. Together. But tell me. Why the underground auction?”
“Might be something useful for Yu-jin. ...And I heard there’s an item related to Haeju. Could be a big help for me.”
“...Don’t cause trouble. The second you do, we’re done.”
“I’m not who I used to be. Won’t happen, so don’t worry.”
Sung Ha-ri replied. Choi Jung-hwa wasn’t convinced.
“Sigh. Can’t you have personal chats somewhere I’m not?”
Kang Ji-young spoke irritably. Sung Ha-ri and Choi Jung-hwa ignored her, reaching for coffee on the table.
I checked the dungeon training evaluation on my smartphone.
A+.
The highest grade.
Shin Jung-mi got an A, while Kim Cheon-woo and Choi Da-yeon matched my A+.
I swiped through my schedule. No special academy events ahead.
Star ratings had piled up nicely, though. Second-year Go Eun-ha was starting to take interest, sending me blatantly lewd messages. Being sexually harassed by a girl felt oddly thrilling.
‘Next month’s the underground auction.... Need an invite... Eh. That’s enough for today.’