Temporary Professor (4)

1.

Professor Touare was frozen, his eyes wide open.

He couldn’t move.

No matter how hard he tried to exert strength, he could only tremble.

His entire body was paralyzed.

What happened?

He tried to recall what had just happened.

He didn’t know.

Professor Touare attacked, and the other side blocked it.

He was going to show Sword Break, but without even showing it, she broke his sword with force.

Yes, that was all.

Professor Touare laboriously moved his facial muscles and looked at Elia.

“In this state, you won’t be able to move for about 10 minutes. And 10 minutes is more than enough time to defeat your opponent.”

Elia twirled the broken sword, circling around the professor.

“More than that, you must be wondering what I did, right?”

The students nodded.

“What I used is an Eastern swordsmanship called Sword Paralysis.”

Sword Paralysis.

A technique that paralyzes the enemy by clashing swords.

The Eastern country, Sellaise.

Even there, it is a swordsmanship passed down only in the Hallad family.

The Hallad family runs a mercenary group in the underworld, and I had a connection with them when I had to wipe them out during my brief stint as a guard.

I learned this back then too.

“To be precise, it’s a technique that cuts off the nerves by sending Sword Aura into the opponent’s sword the moment the swords touch.”

The students looked like they didn’t understand.

It wasn’t that they didn’t understand the content itself.

But it was because what Elia was saying as if it were simple was not simple at all.

“Okay, it might sound difficult if you hear it like this. I’ll explain it easily.”

She had really become gentle.

In the past, she would have told them to learn by getting hit and immediately rolled them.

“Question. Do you know about Palm Emission?”

The students nodded.

A martial art that gathers Magical power at one point on the palm and creates a shockwave.

It is called by various names, but it is popularly referred to as Palm Emission.

“Just in case there are students who don’t know, let me demonstrate.”

Elia took a deep breath.

She bent her knees slightly and firmly supported her body with both legs.

She used all other strength to rotate her waist and connect it to extending her arm.

Magical power rising along the spine.

Gathering at the end of her fist along her slender arm.

The moment her elbow was fully extended, the Magical power gathered at the extreme point was released.

-Kwaang!!

Pushing out the air, the pressure wave was instantaneously compressed, and a shock sound like a solid object exploding echoed.

At the same time, cracks appeared on the floor of the training ground where Elia was standing.

A gust of wind occurred out of sync.

The students’ mouths dropped open.

A light movement with an extraordinary shockwave.

It was not the level of Palm Emission they knew.

Elia tidied up her golden hair fluttering in the wind and looked at the students again.

“This is the basic stance of Palm Emission, and if you apply this, you can create a shockwave just by touching your palm at close range.”

This time, she bent one knee and placed her palm on the floor.

-Kwang!!

The ground caved in just by gently placing her palm on it.

“This Palm Emission is usually used to knock opponents away during combat or to surprise them into unconsciousness. Sword Paralysis is a technique that applies this to the sword.”

It became more difficult and more incomprehensible.

Elia was an excellent swordsman, but not an excellent teacher.

Even her number one disciple, the Hero, had a hard time acquiring skills while being trained by her. She explained it as if it were easy, but it was never easy.

“Hmm… Should I explain it more simply?”

Looking at the students with blank faces, Elia took a moment to organize her thoughts.

“Okay, this time I’ll explain it really, really simply.”

Elia clenched her fist.

“What happens if you release the Magical power in your hand into the opponent’s body?”

One of the third-year students raised his hand and answered her question.

“They faint.”

“That’s right. It doesn’t apply to everyone, but generally, depending on the intensity, you can either make them lose consciousness for a moment or knock them out completely.”

The students nodded.

“Think of releasing that Magical power to the opponent with a sword instead of a hand.”

Elia held up the broken sword.

“Think of the sword not as a simple tool, but as an extension of your arm, a part of your body.”

Step by step.

She approached Professor Touare, who was still frozen.

“Gather and release Magical power at the extreme point of the sword.”

She tapped Professor Touare’s sword with the broken sword.

“———!!”

Professor Touare’s body trembled, and he rolled his eyes back and fell backward.

Elia’s Magical power turned Professor Touare inside out.

Every bone in his body rang. Even his brain.

“What you need to know here is one thing. Think of the sword as a part of your body.”

A formal saying that you would have heard at least once when you were training in swordsmanship as a child.

“If you can move it as freely as your own arm, you will taste a new world of swordsmanship.”

Body techniques into swordsmanship.

Swordsmanship into body techniques.

Being able to do that freely.

“Judging by your eyes, some of you seem to have realized it.”

Elia smiled brightly.

Then, she placed her hand on the forehead of Professor Touare, who was lying down.

She healed the internal injuries that had occurred throughout his body from the attack just now.

“Do you have any questions?”

As if they had been waiting for those words.

“Me!”

“I have a question!”

“Me! Me!”

Questions flooded in.

If you are a swordsman, you will admire a strong swordsman.

Honestly, they didn’t understand everything she said, but they knew she was amazing.

They were curious.

They had many things they wanted to ask her.

“If you have any questions, please apply for the Basic Swordsmanship class that I opened this time.”

The purpose of being here.

To gather students for the class.

“I will teach you the basics of swordsmanship step by step there.”

The students all started running towards the information board to apply for the class.

The class wasn’t over yet.

But this was more important to them.

“Ugh… Euh….”

Professor Touare, who belatedly regained consciousness after all the students had left, staggered to his feet.

“You’re up? You woke up faster than I thought.”

“…….”

He glared at Elia, panting.

“What should I do? Are you going to go farming from tomorrow?”

Elia waved the broken sword in front of Professor Touare’s eyes.

“Didn’t you say that a swordsman who can’t beat a swordsman with a broken sword should immediately pick up farming tools and go to the countryside?”

The fact that she was smiling so brightly was quite infuriating.

But Professor Touare couldn’t say anything.

He knew the difference in skill more clearly than anyone else from that one exchange just now.

He only believed what he saw with his own eyes.

But he would believe this without seeing it.

She was right to have defeated the Demon King Army Commander.

“But don’t really go farming. Professor is an excellent swordsman.”

Gritting.

Professor Touare gritted his teeth.

He admitted that Elia was stronger than him, but he didn’t want to admit it.

Above all, it was because she was the opponent he had been arrogant and ignored.

He was embarrassed.

He thought it would be better to be unconscious.

“There seems to be two hours left before the class ends? What are you going to do? Shall I go and call the students?”

Professor Touare shook his head creakily.

“Go back…….”

“Go back?”

“……Please.”

“Okay. Thank you for the good observation opportunity, Professor.”

Elia hummed a song and left the training ground.

A guy who doesn’t know etiquette, tsk tsk.

A guy like that needs to have his head smashed once.

Elia values swordsmanship skills when judging a swordsman, but she also values etiquette as a swordsman.

Thinking about that, Professor Touare was too rude. So she gave him humiliation.

I hope he becomes a little more docile.

“How was it?”

While returning to the temple, Elia looked up at Rael.

“Did you see my skills?”

Rael also had a slightly dazed look on his face.

“Yes? Ah… Yes!”

Rael was dumbfounded.

He didn’t know what he had seen.

The Saintess only showed a few things. But those few things shocked him.

Think of the sword as a part of your body.

He had heard that saying so many times that he was sick of it.

It is used to mean to treat the sword with care.

But…….

To think that there would be someone who actually uses the sword like a real part of their body.

And that person was not a swordsman, but a priest.

“When did you start learning the sword?”

“I’ve been learning it for a long time. A very long time ago.”

She had no idea when she first started holding a sword.

What was certain was that Elia had been holding a sword since before Rael was born.

“Brother Rael, aren’t you going to apply for the class?”

“Yes? Do I have to apply to listen to it?”

“Of course, you have to. It would be unfair if someone applied but couldn’t listen, and someone didn’t apply but could listen.”

“I thought I didn’t have to…….”

He had been attending various classes since entering the academy, but this was the first time he wanted to take a class. There was something to learn from Elia.

“What are you doing?”

Elia pointed to the Swordsmanship department building with her chin.

“You have to run.”

“Ah…….”

Rael ran to the Swordsmanship department building to apply for the Basic Swordsmanship class.