episode_0058

A fireball coming from the front.

Ainel calmly perceived the situation and took appropriate action.

‘As expected.’

The fireball approached at a fast speed, but not fast enough to outrun its owner’s movements.

In short, it was slow enough to avoid.

It was just a level of magic that was threatening, but not impossible to avoid if you just got the timing right, something I had experienced several times from monsters in dungeons during my time in the Adventurers’ Group.

The power itself wasn’t that threatening.

-Koo-kung!

The fireball that collided with the ground, which had become a mud field, quickly extinguished.

There are still traces of water on the floor, and the moisture on the ground is boiling due to the heat, emitting white steam, but the range is very narrow.

Only a blackened area of ground about two meters in diameter showed any traces of magic.

Of course, if I had been hit directly, my whole body would have been engulfed in flames, causing great pain and severe burns.

But what good is magic if it doesn’t work?

Ainel simply frowned as she glanced at the mud on her clothes and hands from rolling around on the floor.

There are noble people like Baron Schnell in the world who are kind despite their noble status, but there are also nobles who stand before your eyes like thunderbolts.

And then there are the crazy ones like Instructor Adrian.

“……”

I don’t want to admit it, but it’s true.

He became stronger.

Through that madman’s brutal training.

‘What the…’

Otherwise it makes no sense.

Ainel wanted to quickly sort out her complicated feelings in her mind, but it wasn’t the time for that yet.

Eventually, people who had been startled by the explosion just a moment ago began to pour out of the building.

* * *

I’ve had a lot on my mind these past few days.

Fortunately, there were no major crises in my daily life.

There was no sign of any suspicious persons sneaking into the mansion, and there were no significant reports from Dalot or Huey.

If there was a problem, it would be that Angelica’s expression was not very good, but since my relationship with her started with an assassination attempt on me, I didn’t put much stock in it.

We’re not even lovers, so there’s no reason to care about even a single change in facial expression.

Every day, I am busy searching through the books and materials that Adrian left behind, and gaining magical knowledge.

Repeating training without a day off was boring and tiring, but I could feel my skills improving, so this wasn’t a problem.

I don’t know if it will stop growing and I will hit a wall someday.

‘ha…’

So then what are you worried about?

‘What on earth do they look like?’

I am worried about the disciples at the knight training school.

I’ve been giving these guys hell every single day for the past few days.

He yells at his fellow dorm roommates to push them to the brink of death.

If you hesitate, he will immediately swing his baton and beat you like a dog on a lucky day, and when you fall to the floor from exhaustion, he will pour out all kinds of criticism.

He even trampled on their pride by asking them if their skills were really that good and whether they could become knights at that level. He then touched their sore spot by bringing up the nobles who were their benefactors who had sent them to the knight training school.

Still, the guys’ eyes did not die.

Even though his body was broken and he crawled on the floor, he never gave up, and even though his expression was distorted, he never rebelled against my orders.

‘ha…’

That’s exactly what was bothering me.

If the guys were just true disciples who were passionate about learning, then it wouldn’t be a problem, but rather something to welcome…

‘Stubborn bitches…’

It would be a different story if there was a spy who could target me at any time and any place.

It’s already been two weeks since I first encountered those guys.

It’s time to start solving this problem.

‘I can’t live in fear forever.’

Of course, it sucks to be accused of being a princess assaulter and to endure all kinds of criticism and looks like trash, but everyday life where you never know when or where a poisoned blade might fly is also really sucks.

The former can be covered up to some extent by his authority as a person from a high-ranking noble family.

I don’t know what kind of curses they’re hurling behind my back, but once they meet my gaze, ordinary citizens will be afraid and have no choice but to avoid eye contact.

But the latter is different.

Even though I eat food made by kitchen staff who have already done sufficient research in advance, I sometimes cringe, wondering if it might be poisoned, and even though I have a good time with Angelica due to my endless sexual desire, I sometimes feel a chill down the back of my neck.

I feel like I’m going to get neurotic at this rate.

It seems like you’re already a bit nervous.

So we need to resolve this as soon as possible, but the problem is that these guys are not showing their true colors.

‘Pro, pro…’

Although it was a short period of time, I gained some confidence in my skills through rigorous training.

Above all, that magic.

Incredible firepower that instantly melted the horde of skeletons and the giant monster that emerged at the end.

Now that I can use it freely, there’s no reason for me to be scared if their identities are revealed.

I also had the confidence that I would never lose if it was a 1-on-1 match.

Anyway, they are spies, not knights.

How could you possibly deal with me, the master of this talented body, if not by surprise attack using poison and secret weapons?

I’ve gained enough confidence in my abilities over the past two weeks to think like this.

‘The question is how to make them reveal their identity…’

You can’t just say, “You’re a spy!” and beat him up.

Evidence is needed.

Or maybe you could just get rid of them without anyone knowing.

But then there is a high possibility that problems will arise.

Me, no one else.

What would happen if the spies assigned by each faction to watch over Adrian Floyd disappeared overnight?

‘It’ll just attract more attention…’

So, you have to reveal yourself as a spy or create an incident that will expose your identity.

That way, we can make the director of the breeding school or the Marquis, the leader of this region, take action.

Then the matter will eventually be out of my hands, and they will start a war of words or a real showdown of skill as they aim for the next throne, so in the meantime, I just need to seek mental and physical stability.

Full-scale training of disciples.

By creating my own power like that, I can endure the unexpected storm that may come, settle down in the countryside and spend the rest of my life leisurely, no matter who becomes the next king.

Even if you don’t remember, there are plenty of ways to make money with your current skills, and there are countless pretty women in the world.

Even now, it’s like this, so if you put your mind to it, you can have a super beautiful woman by your side.

This means that the paradise is right in front of you.

If only I could get those damn spies out.

But how do we get rid of those persistent and tenacious guys?

Day after day, they are drenched in blood, their flesh is torn, and they are forced to bite each other’s balls to death while sharing a room, but it is no use.

So I’m worried.

What on earth should I do?

So today, I stepped into the training ground with a complicated mind.

“I… Instructor Adrian.”

“What is it?”

Suddenly, two strangers appeared in front of me.

“We are trainees from the Karlstein class. My name is Jessica. This is…”

“My name is Konita, Instructor.”

what?

If it’s Instructor Karlstein, he’s the one who picked out the most popular and promising talents in this class first.

Survivor of what rift incident?

I was treated as a hero who received the Order of the Guardian of the Kingdom, but honestly, I wasn’t very interested.

At first I suspected he was a spy, but he hadn’t approached me in the past two weeks, so I decided to ignore him.

At first glance, he seemed like a guy who was living off of his ego.

Rumors often came out that they had selected the best cadets, even though their abilities were unknown.

That half is like this and that and that.

Instructor Karlstein is like this and that.

The praise that came out of the mouths of the beautiful female cadets was so great that it was almost nauseating to hear it, and it was always heartbreaking to hear it.

It was even more disgusting to think that all that praise should have been directed at me.

But why did that annoying guy come to me in class?

Two people at that.

I observed the two cadets with great interest.

‘They’re definitely more lovable than our kids.’

In a word, they are children from good families.

Although it seems like corruption is rampant, the selection criteria for this training center are surprisingly reasonable.

To select a true knight, cadets are evaluated solely on their skills and talents, excluding their social status.

Since this is advantageous for the instructors’ advancement, it is safe to say that there are almost no cases of favoritism simply because they are children of high-ranking noble families.

First of all, the leader of the breeding school was the Marquis’ younger brother.

On the other hand, the status of the cadets is at best that of children of a nearby count’s family.

There are only a handful of them, and most of them are children from families that are far below their level.

So, the first thing you need to do is to pay attention to the captain’s stance, and not to the runny nose that is struggling to become a knight.

That is, the two talented students standing before me come from good families and are both skilled and talented.

‘Ah… how I wish these kids were my disciples…’

“Instructor! I have a favor to ask…”

“What is it?”

“That’s actually…”

The request from the two girls, who were burning with passion for learning, was quite unexpected.

“I was wondering if the two of us could participate in the instructor’s training. There have been rumors going around lately.”

“That’s right. We also want to receive the instructor’s teachings.”

In short, the two girls wanted to participate in a dog fight I had devised to harass the spy.

No, why?