Genius Is Taught by Geniuses

009 – Morita (2)

Morita exclaimed.

“Did you say that Tigris is hiring an instructor now? The interview is not over yet!”

Bastian shook his head and said.

“I decided there was no reason to choose anyone else. It’s a pity, but you’re out.”

“Is it possible that this interview was on a first-come-first-served basis? If that’s the case, I don’t understand!”

Morita’s eyes had already turned.

“A swordsmanship instructor must be skilled in swordsmanship and must have a lot of experience. You’re giving an instructor job to a prosecutor who’s only 19 years old and hasn’t been appointed as a knight?!”

“Tigris has already arrived 30 minutes before your arrival to conduct an interview. As a result, I decided that I was perfectly qualified without having to hire anyone.”

“Can you tell me what qualifications you have?”

“It’s pure swordsmanship. I decided that I could not find a swordsman higher than Tigris.”

Morita gritted her teeth.

It was so upsetting that he had even lost his teaching position to that unlucky guy.

My eyes clouded and the words came out without thinking.

“Oh, I understand. I’m the third son of a little Viscount family, and Tigris is the heir to the Marquess of Norverd, so that’s why. What would you like to receive from Norbert when you retire?”

Bastian stomped his feet hard.

A ferocious magical energy raged, and a snake of red flames appeared on its back.

“You dare insult me?! No matter how excited you are, you’ve crossed a line you shouldn’t have crossed!”

Morita’s anger evolved into fear at Bastian’s wild magic.

Regret came at the end of the horror.

He was so excited that he said something he shouldn’t have said.

“That…but…”

“Don’t you know that acknowledging your mistakes is the first step in making excuses?!”

Morita finally gave it a go.

“Sorry, sorry. I lied.”

“Go away! Don’t even think about going to the Imperial University in the future!”

Then Tigris opened his mouth.

“Mr Bastian. Excuse me, but can you serve as the witness?”

Tigris took a white glove from his pocket and threw it at Morita.

“I apply for death and death from Morita, who has tarnished the Norbert family.”

Tigris could not miss this opportunity to kill Morita.

* * *

Morita was very surprised by the word life-and-death.

Was this life-or-death?

He said that he insulted the Norbert family out of excitement for a moment, but he didn’t think it was enough to risk his life.

“It’s a life-and-death decision. Calm down your excitement a little…”

“Are you saying you won’t accept my duel now?”

“that···.”

Morita bit her lip.

If nobles or knights do not duel, it is rumored to be a ‘coward’.

It may sound like a coward, but being called a coward among nobles and knights was the greatest disgrace.

First of all, it is almost impossible for a person to be called a coward to get a job.

It was about how a coward could become a knight to protect the people and his master, and how could he do great things.

Moreover, if you were a noble, you could be excommunicated by your family.

It was because they could bear the disgrace of being a family that produced cowards.

So I have no choice but to accept the duel.

But life and death are not

If you kill Tigris here, you will receive the wrath of the Norberdians.

There was no backbone to handle the anger, so it was almost like a dead life.

Then Bastian opened his mouth.

“Life-and-death is forbidden in the school.”

“But the author insulted the Norbert family and me.”

“I’m not saying you shouldn’t duel. Instead, make it raw.”

Tigris shook his head.

“Then we will have a duel outside the school.”

“Are you sure you want to see blood? It’s true that Morita did something wrong, but it’s not going to be life-or-death. This is a strict mediation as a witness.”

It was no one else, but the mediation of the wise Bastian.

It was right to be concerned even if it was politeness.

“Then give me some time to think.”

“I’ll give you anything.”

Tigris admitted that he was too excited.

Is it okay to treat him like he eats beans roasted in lightning?

After thinking for a moment, Tigris came to a conclusion.

not.

I remembered how Morita became a jealous slayer.

It was because of Tigris that Morita became a jealous person.

Before returning, when Tigris entered the Imperial University, Tigris received his first lessons from Morita.

Morita’s swordsmanship was pretty good, but he couldn’t teach Tigris to a decent level.

The swordsmanship Morita taught me could be mastered in one day.

When Tigris had nothing more to learn from Morita, he requested a duel.

– Instructor Morita. I have nothing more to learn from you, so if I win, I won’t take your class.

Morita accepted the duel, saying that she would give her heart to Tigris, who had denigrated her authority.

The result was a devastating defeat for Morita.

Rather, Tigris taught Morita swordsmanship during the duel.

– Your grip is weak. How do you wield a sword with such a grip?

– Your body leans too far forward when cutting the bell. Then, if you step on your feet like this, it will be easy to fall.

– You get excited too easily. A knight must have composure.

Tigris repeated the duel several times at Morita’s suggestion to fight again.

However, the goddess of victory never smiled at Morita.

Morita resigned as an instructor on the day of his humiliating defeat by Tigris.

Morita was drowning in alcohol that day, and was jealous of Tigris’ excellent swordsmanship and angered at Tigris’ arrogance.

To the extent that Arfem, an ‘artist who cuts through the heart’, is curious.

Tigris looked down at Morita, who was shaking like a prisoner awaiting disposition.

‘If you use him, you can find Arphem and Rota’s mouth Levis faster than expected.’

It was later discovered that Arfem did not discover Morita, but Levis discovered it for the first time and introduced it to Arfem.

In that case, not only would he be able to kill Levis, but if he was really lucky, he might even be able to raise Arfem, who is a secret agent from the shadows, into the sun.

“good. I will make it live.”

“Well thought.”

Morita breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.

We decided to do it raw, so even if we beat Tigris, there will be no problem.

Morita never thought that she would be defeated.

Tigris is just a new swordsman who has just created three rings.

He’s only 19 years old, so he probably won’t have much practical experience.

On the other hand, he gained a lot of practical experience while working as a knight of the Viscount Griff family.

He also experienced wars between territories and had experiences of exterminating monsters.

Tigris and Morita stood facing each other in the vacant lot.

There is no audience, but the witness is the wise Bastian.

There was no need to prove victory or defeat just because Bastian saw the initiation.

Bastian said, holding the wand in his arms.

“We use only our swords as weapons. Do you agree?”

“To agree.”

“Are you two going to settle this through an amicable conversation?”

“none.”

“The duel is played by life and death, not life-and-death. If the wounded is fatal to the point of not being able to lift a sword, the injured person will be regarded as a defeat. Do you agree?”

There is a rule among the students inside the school that they should not be fatally injured in a duel, but since they are not school officials, even if they were alive, it did not matter if they suffered irreparable wounds.

Morita grinned.

‘I’ll have to stop eating with my right hand for a while.’

“To agree.”

“Finally, after the duel is over, tell each loser what you want.”

Tigris opened his mouth.

“In case of defeat, put out your right arm.”

Morita’s expression hardened.

Asking the knight to give up his right arm was no different than telling him to die.

‘I’ve been thinking for a long time, but it’s going to come out like this, isn’t it?’

Morita opened her mouth.

“In case of defeat, give me one gold coin a month until I die of old age.”

Originally, I was going to ask him to disregard what happened today, but he asked me to put out his right arm, so he raised the level of defeat.

‘What’s better?’

You can get one gold coin every month for the rest of your life in this duel, so you will live in luxury until you die of old age.

Then there was no need to be hung up on such an inappropriate teaching position.

“Do you have one last thing to say to each other?”

Tigris looked at Morita and said.

“You will have to blame the poor eyes, who cannot measure the level.”

“You must give gold coins in kind every month. Confucius?”

Bastian lowered the wand’s hand.

“start.”

Tigris ran towards Morita.

Morita grinned as she watched Tigris rushing in.

“Sir. You’re giving out too many teas that you haven’t dueled…”

Whoa!

Morita’s sword flew high into the sky.

Morita was trying to properly block Tigris’ sword, but missed the sword.

Tigris brought the sword to Morita’s neck.

“I was distracted.”

Morita was sweating.

lost.

Morita reflexively knelt down at the thought of saying goodbye to her right arm now.

“Sir! Just give me one more chance. please!”

Even if the outcome of a duel is clear, it is not honorable to overturn it.

It was clear that Morita would be bullied among the nobility if this became known.

But it’s much better than losing your right arm.

Tigris opened his mouth, remembering the day Morita lost.

“You’ve been swinging your sword well with such poor grip until now.”

“I! I was distracted. Please back down just once.”

With tears in his eyes and his hands clasped together, Bastian looked at Tigris and said:

“What would you do?”

“I’ll take a step back.”

Morita then quickly wiped away the tears and crawled up to pick up the sword.

Morita’s heart started beating like crazy.

It felt like dying and coming back to life.

‘excenter···. Yeah, it’s because I’m careless. How did you know that such a muscular body would come out of such a slender body?’

Morita grabbed the sword and broke it.

As Morita seemed ready, Bastian lowered the wand again.

“start.”

This time, Morita rushed in.

Morita’s shogi is not a battle of strength versus strength.

It was a melee battle based on fast reaction speed.

Morita slashed the bell.

Tigris was just taking a break.

It was so fast that Tigris didn’t seem to even react.

‘Win.’

However, there was something Morita overlooked.

Tigris’ eyes followed Morita’s sword to the end.

Tigris dodged Morita’s sword by slightly dodging to the side.

When the sword cut through the air, Morita was startled.

Tigris walked on Morita’s feet.

The center of gravity shifted forward as the bell slashed while rushing, and Morita fell over.

However, it reacted immediately with amazing speed of reaction.

Morita rolled up and rolled over like a bean worm, then turned around.

‘You have to adjust your posture and prepare for a counterattack…’

“You won again.”

Tigris’ sword had arrived at Morita’s throat.

Morita froze.

“When you cut the bell, your body leans too far forward. Is it a lack of experience that no matter how much charge you attack, you can’t get back right away?”

As he gulped, the sharp tip of his sword stabbed Morita’s neck.

I felt a drop of blood running down my throat, mixed with a cold sweat.

“Do it again. I have so much to teach you.”

Morita had no choice but to raise her sword at the given opportunity again.

It was because he would lose his right arm if he went on like this.

Morita decided to play defensively this time.

However, Tigris’ sword touched Morita’s neck again.

“You won.”

Tigris’ calm tone cut Morita’s mind to pieces.

“again.”

After that, Morita couldn’t tell how much he had lost.

“You won again. again.”

“Your defeat. again.”

“I won. again.”

“Nothing is getting better. again.”

Morita’s eyes began to die.

Every time ‘again’ was repeated, I got fed up.

This guy wasn’t a genius.

It was a monster.

When he became convinced that he would not be able to win a lifelong battle with Tigris, an ugly jealousy raised his head.

Morita only had swordsmanship.

But Tigris this guy has it all.

The status of being the successor of the martyr, excellent swordsmanship, and the appearance that women can only admire.

‘Are you trying to steal the sword from me!’

Morita’s ugly jealousy began to burn.

Morita’s sword became vicious and destructive.

There was nothing to see.

“I won.”

“Ahhh!”

Although Tigris’s sword touched Morita’s neck, Morita drew it out.

Bastian tried to shield him in a sudden situation, but Tigris already knew that Morita would come out like this.

Tigris dodged Morita’s sword and broke Morita’s nose with Pommello.

“Uh-huh!”

Morita’s tears welled up in the excruciating pain, but she rushed forward.

No swordsmanship could be found.

It was just an indiscriminate assault like you and me.

It was fast, irregular, and ferocious, but the sword was simple as it lost reason and wielded it at random.

Tigris lightly tapped Morita’s sword.

“It’s messy. Were you trying to become an instructor at this level?”

“Shut up! Shut up!”

Tigris again pierced his broken nose with pommel.

“Uh-huh!”

Morita knelt down in pain that shook the goal.

and shed tears

Tears flowed mixed with the coffee.

“You···! you ahhh! Yes, you have it, and you want to take even this!”

“I have definitely given you the opportunity to admit defeat. But you didn’t even accept that.”

“Shut up! You just had fun playing with me! is not it?”

Tigris glared at Morita with a lively gaze.

“Don’t let the world’s standards be yours. There are more noble people than ugly people like you.”

“Shut up!”

Morita grabbed the sword and stabbed it again.

However, Tigris flicked his sword and slapped Pommello Morita’s nose again.

“Uh-huh!”

Morita eventually dropped her sword and cried out, crawling like a bug.

“Aww! Whoa!”

At Morita’s ugly jealousy, Bastian shook his head.

Winning or losing was already in the early stages.

Bastian didn’t stop the duel because he wanted Morita to simply admit that he had been defeated.

That way, you can pick up the honor of admitting defeat to him.

‘Even though Tigris gave me merciful opportunities over and over… her···.’

Bastian saw Tigris again.

Giving the loser a chance dozens of times to give even the honor of defeat.

Tigris was a true noble and knight.

Morita crawled on the floor, writhing in pain.

He didn’t even have the strength to lift a sword anymore.

Continuing the duel was meaningless.

Tigris wiped the blood from the pommel with a glove and threw it at Morita.

“I was going to take your right arm, but I won’t take it because you have lost all your honor. go away.”

As Tigris turned around, Morita raised her sword again and rushed in.

“Shut up!”

Scratch!

Tigris turned around and flailed the guy’s arms.

Blood gushed out and both hands holding the severed sword fell in an arc.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

Tigris wiped the blood off the sword and put it in its sheath.

“Principal Bastian. Please take this person to the health room. Please.”

Bastian sighed as he watched Morita cry as he looked at his severed arms.

“You are merciful to the end. I see.”

Bastian reached out towards Morita.

Eventually, the space turned upside down, and Bastian and Morita disappeared.

Tigris thought as he looked at Morita’s severed arm.

‘Am I really good?’

He already knew that Morita had a jealous and not knightly personality.

Tigris deliberately scratched off Morita’s temper.

Only in the hope that Lota’s mouth Levis will find Morita and approach him.

Tigris is a noble and a knight.

If you ask me if I can kill 1 person for 100 people, I am a person who can kill 1 person relentlessly.

It can’t be right, but it can’t be wrong either.

Since Tigris has lived by choosing the wrong choice until now, he can’t choose the right choice.

It was best to just look at the incorrect answer notes I wrote and choose the correct path.

‘Yes, this is the best.’

Then there is work to be done.

If you decide to use Morita to get Lota’s Mouth Levis, you need to be sure.

A tail must be attached to Morita’s back.

Tigris knew very well a man who was good at persistently tracking others.

‘I’m going to go see the night fox.’