Chapter 11: The Chief’s Secret: A Proposal of Treachery

“Chief! Can I kill the emperor?”

“Haha, haven’t you been beaten enough lately?”

Bang! Crack!

When Jonas was being hit by the Chief of Security, I heard all the sounds that shouldn’t be heard when a person is being hit.

What happened was…

My best friend (of one day) turned out to be more of a stickler for rules than I thought, so he went to the Chief of Security to get permission.

So that’s why he’s currently being acrobatically beaten up.

The Chief of Security, who had been beating him for a while, finally kicked the bloodied Jonas and said,

“Even if the emperor kills someone, we, the security force, can’t kill him. Unless he tries to start a large-scale war.”

Then Jonas raised his finger and said, in a pose that a foreign boy would strike,

“Then can’t we just frame him?”

The Chief of Security, chuckling, slammed Jonas’s head back into the ground and said,

“You still haven’t come to your senses.”

Jonas’s head, embedded in the ground, bounced up again, even though he wasn’t hit again.

Is this the Chief of Security’s skill?

The Chief of Security, who had been focused on Jonas, finally noticed me standing next to him and said with a smile,

“…You seem curious.”

The Chief of Security wiped the blood off Jonas and looked at me.

I’m not particularly curious, though…

“My main skill is that if I hit once, it hits twice.”

The Chief of Security was smiling, drunk on self-love.

Isn’t that just Jujutsu Kaisen’s Itadori?

Perhaps I showed my feelings too much on my face, as the Chief of Security glanced at me and said,

“This is fate, would you like to have some tea?”

“You seem to like the same s*x.”

I retorted coldly.

These kinds of guys are dangerous.

“…You’re not the same s*x, are you?”

The Chief of Security smiled and cast a spell on his face.

Familiar black hair and red eyes stood out.

“…Swordsmanship Teacher?”

“A colleague, not a lover.”

The Swordsmanship Teacher said with a smile.

I had a gut feeling about the many things that happened in an instant.

This is the real beginning of Part 2.

But what was his name again?

“Here is the green tea and black tea you ordered.”

Click.

Teacups and refreshments are placed on the table.

The Swordsmanship Teacher, unlike his usual image, is smiling gently.

I quietly poured the green tea into my mask.

I recently discovered that there’s a function where if you put food near the mask, it goes into your mouth.

Tsk.

The Swordsmanship Teacher clicked his tongue.

He seems to be quite curious about my face.

“I never imagined that the Chief of Security was Mr. Lenas.”

His name was Lenas.

I found out because he told me his name, perhaps noticing that I wasn’t calling him by his name.

“I also never imagined that the crazy guy trying to kill the emperor would be a teacher.”

The Swordsmanship Teacher said it with a smile, but there were feelings of disappointment and negativity in his words.

“What are you trying to say?”

“I’ll help you kill the emperor.”

The Swordsmanship Teacher said while pouring a whole jar of honey into his black tea.

The teacup seemed to scream as it spat out the tea.

But the words he said while torturing the tea are extraordinary.

Helping to kill the emperor is no different from ruining the relationship between two countries.

Moreover, if it’s the emperor of a powerful empire, the continent’s society will face a major crisis.

“…What do you gain from it?”

I dropped the honorifics and interrogated Lenas.

Lenas smiled and avoided answering, drinking the honey-covered, black tea-flavored something.

After finishing the honey that filled the teacup, Lenas answered.

“I’m helping you because I have nothing to gain.”

“…?”

“The health teacher before you was a beautiful person.”

Lenas began to tell the story, fiddling with the teacup as if reminiscing.

It’s like he’s talking about me now, but I wonder if he knows.

“Not only was she beautiful on the outside, but she also had a beautiful heart…

-When Arthur came in.

“Ugh…”

Arthur groaned, holding the spot where I hit him.

Arthur wasn’t a hopeless kid with no talent in swordsmanship.

Rather, he was overflowing with talent, so I taught him more diligently than other children.

I put the wooden sword on my shoulder and advised Arthur.

“Don’t swing the sword by the book.”

I struck his left arm with the wooden sword.

“Grasp your opponent’s movements when you strike.”

I struck his right arm.

“Why can’t you do it?”

Abdomen.

Left leg.

Right leg.

And various other body parts.

After continuing the lesson for tens of minutes, Arthur’s body was tattered.

I thought the emotions in his eyes would be hatred or regret, like most students his age.

But he had passion, so I was unknowingly sparring with him seriously.

To be serious with a student, how foolish.

Just as I was trying to slow down my pace,

Clang!!

With a loud noise that didn’t sound like a wooden sword, my wooden sword broke and Arthur struck my chin hard.

Arthur had turned his body while being flung away by my attack and struck me with his sword.

It must be a technique that puts a lot of strain on the body.

As expected, Arthur fell to the ground and coughed up blood.

“Huff… Huff…”

Drip.

Seeing the blood soaking the ground, I told him to stop sparring.

But he still wanted to learn more even while coughing up blood, so I told him to go to the infirmary.

Arthur tilted his head as if he didn’t even know there was an infirmary.

So I personally took him there, and I saw the health teacher I had only seen at the entrance ceremony.

Someone who entered the academy before being officially appointed, with divine power at the level of a Saintess.

An eccentric person who was wasting their talent like me.

Seeing me, she turned her head away from Arthur and smiled at me.

At that time,

I considered myself to not be the type to fall in love at first sight, yet,

The turquoise blue eyes that looked at me at that time, the quiet smile on her lips, and the silver hair fluttering in the wind that blew by.

That alone was enough to make me fall for her.

Am I too easy?

No, anyone would have fallen for that smile.

Wait, anyone?

I came to my senses and checked Arthur’s face.

A very flushed face with a dazed expression.

You too?

After feeling briefly dumbfounded, Arthur was treated by the health teacher.

The sight of Arthur’s bruises disappearing as she emitted a light far stronger than any lamp was truly amazing.

Since I was a swordsman who used magic to supplement my swordsmanship, I hadn’t heard much about magic or spells.

Even less about miracles.

Even if I don’t know much about miracles, if it’s to that extent, wouldn’t the faith of this country have increased incomparably if she had become a Saintess?

“…!!”

The Saintess seemed surprised as she looked at me.

She widened her eyes and held up a hastily scribbled sign.

She writes better than me even when she scribbles…

“(Do teachers bleed too!)”

Was that Arthur’s final counterattack?

It came in with an artistic curve.

As I was thinking about that, the Saintess ran up, grabbed my face, and used a miracle.

??!

Is she unaware?

Grabbing another person’s face like that is something only lovers do!

I blushed and shook the Saintess off.

Then the Saintess, looking disappointed, wrote something to Arthur.

I found out the next day that it was the sentence “Mr. Lenas seems to dislike me.”

I was so dumbfounded when I heard that from Arthur.

So I tried to become closer to her.

I feel guilty saying that I didn’t have any ulterior motives.

I took her to dessert cafes and, when a device called a projector was created, we went to see something called a movie together.

Even though we kept going out together, only my love grew, and she only nurtured friendship.

Isn’t that too unfair?

My feelings are growing, but she’s developing different feelings.

About a month after we started spending time together, Arthur pulled out the Holy Sword.

I had to give Arthur close care at that time.

Because the headmaster and other teachers said that everything depended on Arthur.

Meals suitable for a swordsman.

Exercises good for a swordsman.

A swordsman’s sleeping habits.

I had to help Arthur for 24 hours, and the only time I could meet the Saintess was when Arthur was injured.

One day, Arthur, attacked by a demon commander, was carried to the infirmary.

It was the first time I saw the Saintess so flustered.

“!!!!!”

The startled Saintess poured out miracles as soon as she saw Arthur.

A light, so beautiful it hurt my eyes, filled the room, and Arthur’s wounds disappeared, and he seemed to be in better condition than before he was seriously injured.

Still, seeing her continuously pouring out miracles, I was flustered and hit the back of the Saintess’s neck.

Smack!

As the Saintess fainted and almost fell on Arthur, I lifted her and put her on another bed.

Perhaps because she was pulled while lying down, her body, usually hidden by her large clothes, was revealed, but I couldn’t look.

I’m not a pervert, so there’s no way I’d focus on that.

I was a little curious, but I pinched my leg and endured it.

“Teacher…?”

Arthur came to his senses, grabbed me, and asked.

“Commander! What happened to that guy?”

I tore him to pieces.

What? Really?

Yeah, he was surprisingly easy to cut.

While we were having this trivial conversation, I felt a small chop to the back of my neck.

When I looked back, the Saintess was blushing and holding a sign.

“(I can’t believe I didn’t faint;;)”

I finally grasped the situation after a while and made a sound I had never made in my life.

“Puhahahaha!!”

I laughed so hard I cried, and Arthur, infected by it, laughed loudly too.

“Hahaha!”

The Saintess’s face became redder and redder, and as if reaching her limit, she kicked us out of the infirmary.

It’s been a while since I’ve had such a relaxing time.

And…

Arthur, perhaps still feeling the aftereffects, was chuckling while wiping his tears.

I grabbed Arthur’s shoulder and said,

“Shall we talk for a moment, Teacher?”