The Academy’s Time Stop Player chapter 151

While Ha-jun was taking a break after being guided to the association’s reception room, the association presidents Andro, Joa, and Liam entered the reception room.

Hajun looked at the three of them and opened his mouth.

“Then can I go back now?”

Gradually looking at the atmosphere, it seemed that the situation was over.

Joa thanked the question and opened her mouth to Hajun.

“Thank you, you’re busy, but I’m sorry I helped you.”

“However, we have to save his life first, and we have a contract with the Hero Association.”

It was Hajun who pointed to Liam with those words.

Liam smiled awkwardly at that answer.

“According to the contract, I will give you enough cases. Do you need anything more?”

Ha-jun thought about the question for a moment.

Wouldn’t it be better to take a break for a while than to go back right away?

First of all, thanks to Ha-Jun’s efforts for a few weeks, Korea’s villain terrorism has started to calm down a bit, and if something happens, you can just go through the gate and go straight to Korea.

The more precise reason was because I wanted to tinker with the academy.

After thinking about Andro’s proposal for a while, Ha-jun answered.

“Can I play around here?”

“It’s not going to happen. You may rest well.”

“Then I will.”

“I will reserve a five-star hotel. I hope you have a good rest.”

It’s been a long time since I’ve come to America, so I thought I’d go out and play.

* * *

After Joa and Andro left because they had something to do, Chang, who was next to Liam, flew in front of Ha-jun, who was sitting on the sofa.

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Myrtain, who stood in front of Ha-jun, opened his mouth to Liam.

– Liam, stay out for a while.

“uh?”

– I have something to talk to the king.

Liam, who had a bewildered expression on his face for a moment, followed Mirtain’s words and left the waiting room. So there are only the two left.

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Myrtane opened her mouth to Hajun in a polite tone.

-I see the new master of Maharaj.

“… … What are you?”

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Mythane Noble Phantasm Myrtane.

Of course, Ha-jun knew the identity of this Chang.

However, that’s not what Hajun asked.

How do you know this power, and why do you call yourself king?

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Myrtane answered that question.

-This is Myrtane, a new weapon created by the previous king Horton.

“Horton made you?”

– That’s right. He created most of the Noble Phantasm other than me in this world.

It wasn’t true the first time.

Seriously, I thought he had the power to create something because he was the king of dwarves, but I didn’t know that he was the creator of a mythical Noble Phantasm.

Of course, more than that fact, Ha-jun was curious about the purpose of this creation.

Hajun said.

“So why did you come?”

– To ask permission from the king.

“permission?”

Hajun asked suspiciously.

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Myrtain politely opened his mouth toward Ha-jun.

– It is the duty of a servant to protect the king, but could you give me permission to stay by his side a little longer?

Ha-jun, with his chin on the chin-up of the sofa, looked at Myrtane with bored eyes.

Ha-jun, who looked at Myrtane for a moment, just opened his mouth indifferently without any emotion.

“Do it yourself.”

-Thank you for the king’s mercy.

* * *

the next morning.

In the outdoor swimming pool of the 5-star hotel, Ha-jun was lying on the beach chair under the parasol and enjoying a comfortable rest.

At first, I thought about going on a tour, but I was too tired to move, so I decided to just rest at the hotel for a few days.

Then there was a commotion in the pool.

The eyes of people who were swimming or enjoying a break like Ha-jun continued to exclaim while looking in one direction.

Well, where did the famous people come from?

Ha-jun ignored it and just closed his eyes and rested.

Then, an old man who received the attention of the people began to approach Ha-jun with a beach chair in one hand.

Huge gestures and muscles that can’t be considered an old man.

It was Drian Heights, a great hero admired in America.

After he placed the beach chair next to Ha-jun, he laid down on the beach chair and opened his mouth.

“Hey, if you came to America, you should have contacted me.”

“yes?”

At that voice, Hajun slightly lowered the sunglasses he was wearing and turned his head to look to the side.

Hajun opened his mouth with a puzzled face.

“What are you doing?”

“I came to see you because you came to America.”

“okay?”

“More than that, I heard you took the lane. Is it true?”

“I didn’t catch him, but he turned himself in, didn’t he?”

“… … Right.”

Drian only sighed in response.

He looked at Ha-jun and answered.

“lane. I didn’t know that the child would turn himself in.”

With those words, Drian smiled bitterly.

To him, Lane is the granddaughter of his former close friend, the great hero Harson Marcus.

And because Ha-jun knew it, he just lay there with his eyes closed without talking to him so he could think on his own for a while.

After thinking about it, Drian opened his mouth to Hajun.

“Well, in a way, that would be a good thing. More than that, I heard that the USN had an agenda for you… … ?”

“My magic is dangerous and I have to control it or something. Anyway, it was something like that.”

“K- what? Are you in control?”

At those words, Drian began to laugh.

Judging by the expression on his face, it was an absurd laugh.

“Who said that?”

“I am the president of the Matop Association. Well, it seems there are more than him… … .”

“her… … When you get annoyed, didn’t you just hit the chess board?”

“I tried to do that, but the sanctions for not accepting control were surprisingly weak.”

One of the sanctions imposed by the USN was the ban on Ha-jun’s hero license.

To be honest, Ha-jun had a hero license, but it was mana.

Just because you don’t have a hero license doesn’t mean you can’t work.

Of course, there were also benefits from the hero license, but Ha-jun was in a position too high for such benefits.

The president of the association in charge of the United States and Korea respects Ha-jun.

“Is that… … . But you solved it so docilely. In times like these, if you are so gentle in a gathering of superhumans who say they use a little bit of energy, trouble may arise later.”

“Aren’t you going to put up with the second one?”

“… … yes?”

At that, Drian patted his chin for a moment and asked Ha-jun.

“What would you do if you were called out for the second time?”

At those words, Hajun folded his arms as if in thought.

Then he raised the corners of his mouth and opened his mouth.

“… … I do not know?”

Drian smirked at the sight.

I don’t know what he was trying to do, but it probably wasn’t an ordinary thought.

“Sometimes I wonder if you really are 17.”

With those words, Drian slowly got up.

Hajun looked at him and opened his mouth.

“Are you going already?”

“I don’t even have the body to stay in a crowded place for a long time. I have another request from Joa, so let’s go first. Rest in peace.”

With those words, Drian left the pool as it was, and Ha-jun looked at his back for a while, then lay down on the beach chair again and closed his eyes with a good thought.

* * *

USN conference hall.

There, famous super figures from all over the world who belonged to the USN were gathering and having a meeting about an agenda.

This one is for that lil chicken owl

Naturally, it was a matter of controlling the magical powers related to the irregular.

“Although the phenomenon that his magical power itself causes is dangerous, shouldn’t some degree of freedom be guaranteed for the hero?”

“It went beyond just being dangerous. The nature of magical power itself is close to the destruction of material, so shouldn’t we also consider the damage it can cause to human life?”

“Besides, he is still young. It must have been less than a few years since he awakened as a superman, but shouldn’t we have to anticipate what will happen if we can’t control our magical powers?”

Several words were exchanged among the executives of the conference hall.

From simply having to ban it, or asking permission to use it as research material for magic tools to help humanity.

Anyway, there were words that had nothing to do with Hajun’s opinion.

That was then.

saah… … .

““… … ?!””

There was a sudden silence in the conference hall where many words were spoken.

They all shut their mouths in bewilderment at the magical power felt for a moment.

Soon after, their eyes turned to the front door of the conference hall.

The master of this magical power was gradually approaching the conference hall.

profit-

As the executives looked at the gate for a while, the huge gate opened wide and a man walked into the conference hall with dignified steps.

The agents guarding the door just stared at the man entering the conference hall with restless expressions.

An old man with huge gestures and muscles.

One of the great heroes who stopped the great chaos in the past.

American hero Drian Heights.

He entered the conference hall with an angry expression on his face, bursting with magical energy.

“Drian Heights-sama, what’s wrong with you… … ?”

to let u know that i been through a lot then i been going non stop with this practice for nothing and this belong to huehue

Knowing that he was angry with his own eyes, none of the executives gathered here easily asked the reason for his visit or spoke openly.

On behalf of the executives in such a situation, Archmage Hals Mathildon stood up and spoke to him. Drian ignored her words, just looked around and muttered wildly.

“Without Choi Joong-won, he was working on a non-trivial agenda.”

It was Drian who looked around the conference hall with those words.

Some of the executives who were seated at the scene began to bow their heads as if trying to avoid Drian’s gaze. In the first place, it was difficult to even withstand the magic that he emitted.

In such a situation, Hals Matildon opened his mouth in a polite voice towards Drian.

“Drian Heights, would you like to withdraw your magical powers? This is the conference room where important agendas of the USN are decided. Let’s talk first, ugh!”

At that moment, Drian’s gaze turned to Hals Matildon.

At the same time, the magical energy that Drian was exhaling began to press on Hals Matildon’s whole body.

She resisted the pressure by emitting magical energy from her body right away, but the power of Drian’s overwhelming magical power pushed her resistance away and only put more pressure on her.

Her face is gradually changing color.

Eventually, the strength in her legs was released and she collapsed into a chair.

Towards her, Drian gathered up his magical powers and opened his mouth with a subdued voice.

“Hals Matildon. Since when have you been in a position to make eye contact with me?”

At those words, her head gradually lowered like the rest of the executives.

In the quiet stillness of his presence.

Drian moved and looked at the data given to each executive’s seat, then grabbed one of the executives’ data and lifted it up.

Then, in front of everyone, he tore the material with both hands and opened his mouth.

“Looks. Since when did you insist on controlling the heroes and try to manage them? Was that the original USN ideology?”

“But his power is-”

“Did you think I didn’t know what you were thinking? One control, but wouldn’t it be possible to allow and use force when necessary?”

He glared at the executives with a grimly distorted face.

The executive, who had spoken out at Drian’s words, quietly lowered his head again.

In such a quiet conference hall.

Drian quietly warned them in a subdued voice.

“Listen well. He is a child favored by our great heroes.”

With those words, Drian again radiated magical power and overpowered the executives.

His last words followed.

“If you bother that child with one more occasional agenda, you will know how to destroy the USN and the building itself.”