episode_0059

‘what?’

It’s a bit of a nonsensical situation.

‘rumor…?’

The various trainings I gave to my disciples were notorious within the training center for being harsh.

I have eyes and ears to see, and no matter how much you try to keep quiet in front of my face, it’s not to the point where I don’t know about such things.

“Why?”

Two of the most talented cadets of this batch suddenly appeared.

Why are you approaching me when you have so many compliments for Instructor Karlstein?

Even volunteering to participate in hellish training.

“Honestly, I hate to say this, but I’m embarrassed to say that we’re the two most backward in Instructor Karlstein’s class. The instructor has never directly pointed this out to us, but we’re aware of it… If we don’t start showing results, it’s a dangerous situation.”

“That’s right. I thought that if we all received the same education, we wouldn’t be able to escape our current situation. So I thought that I should try something… At least show that I’m trying! That… I want to find my lost confidence…”

“Confidence?”

Will we regain the confidence we lost after falling behind in the top class through our guys?

At first glance, it seems very explicit and very direct, as if it is an honest confession of the current reality.

But I’m not that easygoing.

What is my reputation right now?

공주 폭행 누명으로 면전 앞에서 개새끼 소리나 듣지 않으면 다행일 정도.

In addition, due to the hellish training that has been going on recently, the cadets under other instructors quickly avert their eyes and leave their seats when they see me.

Even if you want to regain your lost confidence, why do you come to me when you have so many instructors?

Does this make any sense?

Even let me participate in a dog fight?

I stared blankly at the two guys who suddenly appeared without any change in expression.

“I… can’t I?”

“Um…”

“Please, Instructor!”

Two people approaching more actively.

I was about to ask what on earth he was up to, but then I stopped myself.

‘wait for a sec…’

Come to think of it, isn’t this an opportunity?

Those four damned spies were starting to get used to dogfights.

Of course, it was the same thing as being covered in blood and wounds by the end of training, but what can I say?

Should I say that he is trying to bite his opponent to death but is not inflicting fatal wounds?

I feel like I’m starting to get the hang of dog fighting.

When faced with a strong opponent, they play defensively to avoid getting hurt as much as possible, and when faced with a weaker opponent, they try to finish them off as quickly as possible before they inflict serious injuries.

‘It was good at first…’

At first, I didn’t know my opponent’s skills, so I hit him with all my might.

In the process, I got seriously hurt while pushing myself too hard, and I had a strong feeling that I was really risking my life to win at all costs.

But now, should we say that it has become like a staged play?

It’s possible that they were plotting something I don’t know about.

It seems like they agreed to fool me by pretending to fight fiercely.

Of course, there is no basis for this.

It’s just my old worry.

But those little things don’t matter now.

The time has come to put an end to this boring routine.

Through rigorous training, I have gained a certain level of skill, and I am confident that I can deal with one or two spies who rush at me from the front, if only to be surprised.

So, there’s no need to be scared if they reveal their identities and come at me today.

The only question was how to reveal its identity, and a very good bait presented itself.

‘What would happen if we let these two guys out in there?’

I smiled evilly to myself.

‘Just try it out.’

Regardless of whether they came in last or first, these two are included in the top 20 talents of this class.

Bare-handed combat where you risk your life against such a formidable opponent.

How long can we maintain our level of judgment?

How long can you fool my eyes?

Even though the spies may still be hiding their power, as the level of their opponents increases, it becomes more difficult to hide the face behind the mask.

“It’s not a difficult request… but do you think you two can endure it? My training is only meaningful if you risk your life to participate. Do you think it’s possible?”

I said this deliberately as if I was mocking the two of them.

The two cadets looked at each other’s faces and then turned back to me to answer.

“Of course!”

“Rather, we would like to ask you something. Instructor, is it okay if we hurt your students?”

I smiled faintly.

“You can kill me. Or you can die.”

“Of course! We will never die… we will never lose.”

“I wonder how strong those guys are.”

The two guys had the same expression on their faces as me.

As if looking down on someone.

A face that looks like they could never lose.

Maybe it’s true.

He said he approached me to regain his lost confidence.

* * *

“I don’t see one.”

Everyone’s gaze turned in one direction.

To the pink-haired girl who was still running around the training ground, sweating profusely.

“Why isn’t that guy coming?”

“I don’t think I’ve run enough yet. It seems like breakfast time has gotten a little late… I just need to run three or four more laps to get to 200 laps.”

“Oh, you have good fortune. Didn’t you oversleep?”

“That’s not it. We all woke up at the same time yesterday.”

“You’re crazy, seriously crazy. Aren’t you ashamed? Getting beaten up by those guys all the time?”

Surprisingly, the current number one unarmed combat athlete in our class is that pink-haired guy.

Big Ember got beat up on the first day, then Sienna the next day, then Hannah the day after that.

They were defeated one after another.

‘Of course, I suspect that it might all be set up…’

Anyway, on the surface, that Ainel guy is the strongest here.

It’s not even funny.

That guy’s ribs were broken in one blow without me even using my strength.

Does it make sense that the rest of the guys get beaten up all the time because they can’t beat up that guy?

So, I can’t help but suspect that it might be a set-up.

These clever spies.

“Focus!”

Everyone turned their gaze away from Ainel and glanced at Jessica and Konita, who were standing behind me.

It seems like you don’t know each other’s faces, but you probably have an idea.

From gear to gear, skin to skin, even well-groomed hair.

That they are fundamentally different from each other from start to finish.

If you take off the training uniform she’s wearing now and put on just a flowing dress, she’ll look just like the pretty noble heroine from a romance comic.

“This is Jessica and Konita, who are training under Instructor Karlstein. We are here today only to temporarily participate in the bare-handed combat training you do every day.”

As soon as I finished speaking, everyone had a look of bewilderment on their face.

“Today, these two will be your opponents. Make sure to learn a lot from them. Oh, and of course, you can kill them. If possible.”

This time, the guys opened their eyes wide in shock.

“The two people here agreed. They were delighted, asking if they could really kill you. So, get your wits about you. If you don’t want to die.”

I smiled openly, but no one seemed to care about my expression.

Everyone’s eyes were focused on the two people who suddenly appeared, and their expressions were one of disbelief.

“Jessica, Konita. Are you sure about that?”

“Of course.”

“Is it really okay if I kill them by mistake?”

“I guarantee it. I will not hold you responsible for anything that happens during your fighting training. Of course, the opposite is also true.”

“Like.”

It seems as if he is looking down on you, or ignoring you, and yet he seems to be overly confident in his own abilities.

The expressions on both their faces simultaneously distort.

For a moment, the air around me felt tense.

It’s war from now on.

‘This is it… This is it.’

This looks like it’ll be a lot of fun.

Today is the day when the true faces of the spies who have hidden their true selves until now will be revealed.

What if the spies have been hiding their true abilities and reveal their true feelings, and the two new guys who came in today end up getting hurt in return?

Well, that’s not bad either.

From my perspective, it gives me something to say to other instructors or the director.

‘You only accept and train the last ones, but you just break the heads of the talented ones?’

It’s such a sweet feeling to be able to say this to the director in person.

No matter what the outcome, I have nothing to lose.

“Haa, haa… haa… Uh, it’s late.”

“Get down.”

“……”

Ainel, who had just finished jumping, fell to the ground without even having time to catch her breath.

“How dare this kid be late for class?”

-puck!

He kicked Ainel’s side, who was lying face down, and knocked her over.

The other guys were indifferent to the sight they saw every day, but the two who attended class for the first time today looked somewhat surprised.

However, it did not seem like he felt pity or compassion for Ainel.

“But, do you run like that every morning?”

“Then?”

“Oh, no. Just in case.”

I answered as if to ask if that kind of expression had any meaning.

“Why? Does it seem meaningless? You’ll understand once you experience it for yourself.”

I was just saying.

To hurt both people’s pride.

That way, we can beat up our guys with all our heart from the start.

But it didn’t seem to mean much.

Because it seemed like I already had more than enough motivation.

“Ainel. You stay like that until the other guys finish fighting.”

“Yes!”

“If you let go of your strength for even a moment, hell awaits you.”

“Of course!”

“…Hmm?”

Why is this guy like this again?

Even though he was blatantly late for training, his answers were unusually quick today.

“Okay! So who’s going to start?”

I looked at the two people in Instructor Karlstein’s class.

“I’ll go first.”

“Oh really? It looks like you’re at the bottom of your class?”

Jessica’s face, which had been the first to appear, crumpled up as if she had chewed shit.