Acquired the Scam Rune in the Academy

Chapter 329

Preparation (1)

[script async="" /pagead/js/adsbygoogle.js?client=ca-pub-6111286683831837" crossorigin="anonymous"][/script] [!-- Middle Chapter Content --] [ins data-ad-client="ca-pub-6111286683831837" data-ad-slot="7702787971"][iframe][iframe][/iframe][/iframe][/ins] [script] (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); [/script]

“Here you go.”

“.....”

Ripley was at a loss for words looking at the certification badge I handed over.

The neutral zones of give out something called an ‘owner certification badge’ when you successfully challenge and conquer each area.

It’s a certification badge engraved with the image of blood on a metal that emits a gray color. Just by looking at its appearance, you can tell it’s an object related to vampires.

“Is this all...”

“Yeah. I’ve completed conquering all the neutral zones you mentioned, Ripley. I’ve cleanly taken care of those Termen guys.”

And the certification badges in my hand totaled 9.

These were the certification badges for the 9 neutral zones that Ripley and I had initially planned to conquer.

I succeeded in conquering all the targets in less than a day after telling Ripley, ‘I’ll be back’.

Ripley alternately looked at me and the certification badges as if in disbelief, and then burst into laughter.

“Do Jae-hyun, this result is just like you.”

“What do you mean by, just like me?”

“Hmph. Everyone knows except you? Even I know, and it hasn’t been a month since I contracted with you.”

I kind of get the feeling.

She probably means how I tend to handle assigned tasks as quickly as possible.

It’s an unavoidable characteristic of my personality.

Because I’ve become so strong in such a short time through various runes including [Rune Hunter], I’ve developed a habit of quickly resolving problems using that power when they arise. RàŊỗᛒЕs

At first, it started with trying to crush the plans of the clan or the Ludenark school, but as time passed, this habit would often manifest in these kinds of requests as well.

“But Ripley, what do you plan to do with those neutral zones when I leave Beltane?”

Although I’ve become the owner of 9 neutral zones, I’m still an outsider who has to leave anyway.

I’m not in a position to accept ‘challenges’ from other minions or residents.

Even though I already knew this, I asked again just in case.

However, Ripley snorted and answered.

“I told you. I don’t intend to obsess over it. I’ll just leave them as they are.”

“...So you really started this just to mess with the other nobles?”

“Do you want to die?”

“Sorry.”

I feel strangely solemn when Ripley calls me ‘you’.

She sighed and answered my question.

“There’s a balance in Beltane too. The reason nobles don’t carelessly invade each other’s territories is because there’s a balance of interests and power intertwined.”

Ripley continued, slightly brushing her hair.

“I just didn’t like that the Termen warriors were disrupting that balance in vampire society. I warned Count Laculize and his subordinate nobles because they were encouraging it.”

“Ah, I see...”

“Now the neutral zones will return to being truly neutral. After that, whichever resident or minion takes possession of them is no longer my concern.”

Hearing that, I somehow thought Ripley was cool.

Is this what they call the dignity of a noble vampire?

Although she’s acting nonchalant, there was a subtle elegance flowing from her tone and gestures.

“That’s cool.”

So I voiced my honest impression.

Ripley visibly flustered at that.

“W-What are you saying?”

“Nothing, just sharing what I felt.”

“Hmph! Anyway, this concludes what I needed from you in Beltane.”

“Uh... Does that mean our contract is over too?”

Ripley is clearly an exceptional being.

A contractor at a level I can’t control yet with my current rune level and leadership.

Because of that, the contract we made was also a temporary one based on her will.

And now, the conditions she wanted and the part I asked for have both ended with satisfactory results.

It could be considered that the contract had terminated.

“What are you talking about?”

But Ripley stared at me intently with her arms crossed as usual.

Her eyes conveyed a will that said she would never accept my words.

I first dealt with the many pending tasks.

First, clan business.

As is a new clan, there are tasks piling up almost every day, and I had emptied that important time for personal schedules, so there were bound to be operational difficulties.

“I greet you, Master.”

“Ah, Ms. Hye-young. It’s been a while.”

“Yes. I almost forgot what you even looked like.”

“...Your words seem a bit harsh, or is that my imagination?”

“Do you wish it was your imagination?”

“...I’m sorry.”

I bowed my head at the cold gaze of Lim Hye-young, the head of the secretarial team.

The clan master had left the clan for nearly two weeks.

It was fortunate that I spent about 3-4 days of that time dealing with official schedules in the US, otherwise I would have been a real criminal if I had left for two whole weeks just for travel.

“It’s fine. From now on, please continue to approve documents.”

“Approve? Ah, yes. Just let me know if you need anything. I even made a clan corporate card this time...”

“Not approve purchases, approve documents.”

Thud-.

Lim Hye-young lightly cut off my words and handed me a mountain of stacked documents.

Without a proxy.

Documents that require direct authorization only from the clan master.

“...Ah.”

Seeing that, I realized the reality.

That’s right.

The best punishment a secretarial team leader can give to a clan master.

As soon as I returned, I fell into document hell.

***

Ippotranslation

* * *

“Ughh... I’m dying.”

I can’t help but groan.

After spending several days working on clan business, almost pulling all-nighters, I felt like my brain was melting.

Indeed, one shouldn’t postpone things that need to be done.

Thinking ‘tomorrow’s me will take care of tomorrow’s work’ and postponing it, in the end, today’s me becomes tomorrow’s me when today passes. Nothing changes.

“You’ve become quite a whiner while I haven’t seen you.”

A dignified voice scolds me.

It was Professor Tak Won-ho, a board member of the Seoul Holder Academy Foundation.

The current location is Professor Tak Won-ho’s personal office.

I was visiting my master to deal with the second of the pending issues during my vacation, matters related to the academy.

“Master. This isn’t whining. I really almost died. From overwork.”

“That’s the weight of being a leader.”

“...Saying such cool things to me in this situation won’t work.”

Professor Tak Won-ho is known for being strict and principled within the academy.

However, when talking with me, he often throws in jokes like this.

That’s how close our relationship is.

It felt like time had flown by, as it’s been almost a year and a half since we’ve been together.

“Stop whining and read this first.”

My master suddenly got up from his seat and handed me a sheet of paper.

And on it....

“Because you produce top-tier results for every request you take on, the foundation’s board of directors had been wracking their brains over the compensation issue for a while. It seemed like nothing would be adequate, you see. This is the temporary plan that came out of that.”

...It contained a groundbreaking proposal that would solve my scheduling issues at the academy.

Access to all month’s chapter + 10/20 chapters ahead for 18$/32$ via Buymeacoffee

Schedule: 4 ch per wk @ [mon, wed, fri, sun]

Anyway... Happy Reading!!!

Rate this series /ippostranslations