episode_0047

“Hannah. Are there any potions left?”

“Are you in a lot of pain?”

“Yeah…”

A week has passed since the class assignment.

Ainel looked at the parts of the body that had been hit today with a tearful face.

Not only the arms and legs, but even the thighs and buttocks that are not visible when wearing equipment.

Blood was oozing out here and there.

“That Adrian bastard. I knew he was crazy when I heard he hit the princess, but I didn’t know it would be this bad…”

Ember ground her teeth as she examined Ainel’s wounds.

Hannah said, taking out a low-grade potion from her belongings and handing it to him.

“Here. But there isn’t much left. We have to use it sparingly.”

“I’m sorry. Every time…”

“No. It’s actually us who feel sorry. That crazy guy hasn’t done much to us yet because he’s targeting you.”

“……”

“Just think of it as stepping in shit. Ainel…”

These words were of no comfort to Ainel.

“That crazy kid… Where the hell did you learn swordsmanship?”

Adrian’s training became more intense with each passing day.

Running the gym was now a basic option that had to be taken for granted, and 500 push-ups and sit-ups were mandatory every day.

Even the number increased every day.

In particular, the four people in this room were doing it more than twice as many times as the guys from the Academy.

I don’t know why.

Even if I ask,

“You guys are doing well, so we have to do more. Aren’t you going to grow? Are you just going to sit there and wait for others to catch up?’

I can’t even respond since all I get back is this kind of response.

“He knows how to use magic, and his swordsmanship is pretty good… Are nobles like that? He’s not even a knight.”

“He was a court tutor, so he must have basic skills.”

“Ah… I see. Well, if you’re going to teach princesses… So princesses have also received this kind of training?”

Ainel spoke with her protruding mouth as she poured a potion on the wound.

“I asked the kids from the Royal Academy and they said there was no such training there…”

“Would nobles run around all day like crazy? Let alone a princess? She should talk sense. Tsk.”

“Wow, woow. It wasn’t Ainel’s fault, so why are you like this, Siena?”

“Ah, this is annoying. How long do I have to put up with this? The kids in the other classes have already started their horseback riding training!”

Sienna couldn’t stand the irritation that was building up day by day.

What was especially difficult was the mocking stares and sarcasm from other cadets.

These four people are not of noble birth, so they don’t say anything behind my back, but directly insult me to my face. Every time they do, I can’t argue back, and it’s really driving me crazy.

Hannah, who had been quiet, spoke.

“That’s only the kids of Instructor Karlstein’s family.”

“Still, I’m jealous…”

Amber also got involved.

“You said you brought them all with your own money? It seems like you spent more than you earned as an instructor.”

“Tsk… Why is it that only we get caught up in this crap?”

Sarcasm? Insults? To be honest, if it was Instructor Karlstein’s class, I would have tolerated it.

Because the treatment there is that good.

Even if you get ridiculed, you will feel your skills improving day by day.

“After finishing horseback riding training, he said he’d go straight to experience actual combat. He might even go across the border.”

“Really? I’ve never been there even when I was with the Adventurers.”

“The instructor knows about a knight group, so I think he’ll join them and move around together.”

” and…”

Beyond the border is a truly dark world.

Since the fall of the ancient empire, humanity has only been able to survive in a very small area.

An extremely dangerous place filled with monsters that are incomparable to those existing within the kingdom.

But there are also many things you can get your hands on.

Because of this, the knights of the kingdom have been challenging it for hundreds of years.

Some never returned, while others returned alive and became rejected or achieved glory.

The quickest way to get your foot in the door is to join a famous knight order.

The Knights of the Sun under the King’s command will also be fighting inside right now, searching for spoils to present to the King.

“I want to go too…”

Especially for adventurers, it is a place of dreams.

If I could just get my hands on some forgotten ancient magic or relic equipment, it would literally change my life.

Of course, it is rumored that the sleeping gold and silver treasures are also enormous.

The three of them, except Hannah, were all part of an adventure group for a short or long time.

Everyone harbors some degree of romanticism about unknown lands.

“Tsk. Do you think that’s some kind of kid’s play?”

“Huh? Have you ever been to Siena?”

“No? Is there anything you can do to die before becoming a knight?”

“But the Ilios Adventurers…”

“No matter how skilled our adventuring group is and how famous it is, going there is like committing suicide. To get there, you need not only skills, but also a lot of supplies to last a long time, and the mobility to escape quickly. You also need an experienced guide… Anyway, right now, the only ones who can do that are the knights supported by their majesty or lord. For an adventurer to go there, the guild would have to call together all the top adventuring groups and select members.”

“Is that it?”

Sienna said, flopping down on her bed.

“Oh. That’s about it. So wake up from your dreams.”

“Then what about Instructor Karlstein’s kids…”

“Tsk. That’s just some ignorant kid bragging. At best, they’re just going to check out a dungeon that’s already been cleared. Even if they’re in the top half, they’re not even knights yet.”

“I see…”

Sienna lay down on the bed.

Now is the time to sleep.

I need to sleep a little more if I want to endure that guy’s grueling training tomorrow.

“Enough chit-chat, let’s go to sleep now. If we can just hold out for one more day, it’ll be a holiday.”

“Yeah. Good night everyone!”

“I hope tomorrow’s training is a little easier.”

“Turn off the lights.”

And so the day ended for the four of you.

* * *

“My waist is empty.”

“No. It was intentional. If I had attacked there just now, your neck would have been blown off.”

“That’s funny! Shouldn’t all your guts have popped out before that?”

“No. My sword would have touched your neck before that. Rather, you were the one who let your guard down.”

“Don’t be stubborn!”

“It’s not stubbornness.”

“……”

A week has passed since I first learned swordsmanship from Angelica.

At first, things went smoothly.

But gradually problems began to emerge.

“Really. I intentionally created a gap. I give you flesh and take your bones. Don’t you know?”

“That doesn’t make sense, right? Right now we’re sparring with wooden swords, but in real combat, it’s a sharp sword! It’s even a sword with an aura! What? You give up flesh and take bones? Your body will be torn in half before you take bones?”

“Um…”

The problem is nothing else.

The fact that training similar to actual combat is impossible.

That was the only problem.

My swordsmanship skills have grown explosively over the past week.

Of course, according to Master Angelica, that is true.

I’ve heard things like, “Your speed is unbelievable,” “Don’t pretend to be a beginner when you actually learned swordsmanship,” and “That’s impossible.”

Although he has not yet surpassed the guy’s long experience, he is now able to win one out of three fights in a wooden sword duel.

However, the guy still doesn’t admit it.

“What I just did is not a real battle. So in theory, it’s my victory.”

“Do you think this is some kind of kid’s game? Do you think this is a game to score points?”

“I understand that you are upset that you lost to me, your disciple. But you must know how to admit defeat to be truly…”

-Wow!

“Ugh… What the heck is this!”

“Shut up! You’re just talking nonsense.”

I still lack training.

If you let your guard down even for a moment, you will be attacked defenselessly like this.

I rubbed my bumpy head and looked at Angelica, who was very angry.

‘By the way… I don’t see the mana circuit very often.’

I said I would become stronger, but I didn’t expect the circuit to remain invisible for this long.

It’s okay for now.

Not yet.

The problem is that I’m starting to have an ominous feeling that things are starting to get a little dangerous.

I don’t know how you investigated, but according to recent reports from within the kingdom through Dalot, it seems like murders are occurring here and there.

That too, a case of noble murder.

Of course, the cause would be factional strife.

It’s starting slowly under the water.

A war to determine the next king.

I’m also standing in the middle of it.

There are spies all around me.

‘Of course, the one I suspect of among the instructors is Karlstein… Among the cadets, it’s the four of them under me…’

You never know when the guys might make a sudden move.

There’s no guarantee that I won’t be killed either.

‘I think I’ve already been murdered once…’

I continue my difficult life as an instructor, watching their every move every day.

‘Those persistent guys…’

The first target is Ainel Shukriad.

The guy is a spy with incredible patience.

Even though I beat her all over using the new swordsmanship I learned from Angelica, she still doesn’t reveal her true feelings.

‘But if I reveal my true feelings openly, it would be even scarier…’

Anyway, I’d like him to gradually prove that he’s keeping an eye on me and then go back to his main job, but it’s not easy.

Is there any good way to get him off?

“Angelica.”

“What.”

“What do women hate the most?”

“Suddenly?”

“Tell me how to get rid of a guy who keeps acting like a psycho on purpose.”

“……”

“Hiting won’t work… What should I do… Hmm?”

-bang!

“Why is it like that?”

Angelica was in the middle of a swordsmanship lesson when she suddenly disappeared into the mansion.

“Do you need to take a dump?”

I thought the door was going to break.

It seems like it’s really urgent.

“What do women hate… hmm… bugs?”

This doesn’t seem right.

They’re spies, not ordinary women.

‘hmm…’

Do I just not know my opponent well enough?

But there is no way.

If they’re spies, it’s meaningless to approach me and try to find my weaknesses, but if everything they tell me is a lie, then it’s meaningless.

‘Why don’t you do some background checks secretly?’

No, if you touch it wrong, it could be dangerous.

‘Should I just confess my love to her?’

This seems like a pretty good method.

Because there’s nothing worse than having someone you hate confess to you.

‘Not bad, right?’

What if you confessed after making someone absolutely disgusted, rather than just disliking them?

“Ah… If even your face is ugly, that would be perfect…”

“Master, breakfast is ready.”

“Ah. Let’s go right in.”

I guess I should eat breakfast and go to work soon.

Let’s think a little more about the means of confession.