I Became a Crazy Swordsmanship Instructor in the Game

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The spinning sword was a skill Philip had been thinking about for quite some time.

The principle was also simple. The principle of the chainsaw was taken and used as it was.

A deep understanding of magical powers was not necessary, so Philip assumed that Diana and Felicia could do this much.

Philip began to explain while sitting Felicia and Diana back in the backyard.

“Rotating an aura is fairly simple once you know the principle. First of all, each person take up a sword and try to form a sword spirit.”

Felicia and Diana did what he told them to do with a sour expression on their faces.

Soon, a blue sword emanated from the swords they were holding. Felicia’s sword skills were sharper than Diana’s.

“In that state, try making the flow of the aura faster.”

“… huh?”

Felicia stared at Philip with what kind of bullsh*t.

Philip sighed and ordered again.

“For now, try to do as I say in your own way.”

“If you do that, there will be a runaway. Instructor. It usually happens when you use too many auras at once.”

Diana refuted Philip’s words.

“What do you mean? Who said to push more? Of course, if you make the flow faster, more aura will be consumed, but that is only the effect, not the cause.”

Suddenly, the professor and instructor, who became students, had the feeling that Philip was saying something great, but unfortunately they couldn’t understand what he was saying.

“Take a good look.”

Philip raised his short dagger and raised his sword spirit.

“This is an ordinary swordsmanship like you know. It is in a state where the blade is covered with an aura around the sword body.”

As soon as Philip concentrated his mind, the blue blade covering the dagger began to shimmer like a flame.

“Geomgang?”

Felicia screamed in fright.

“It looks like a sword steel, but it’s just a quicker way to send an aura to the sword. Now, it’s simple from here on out.”

The sword, which shimmered like a flame, began to rotate at high speed. At that point, Felicia and Diana opened their mouths.

“This is not just pushing the aura towards the sword body, but using the cohesion of the aura to induce the aura to return to the body. Of course, some of the aura will be lost due to the centrifugal force, but it is less than the amount used to maintain the sword.”

After the explanation, Philip held out the dagger to Felicia.

“Try it.”

As a professor at a prestigious academy, she couldn’t bear to say that she didn’t understand a word.

“eww… huh.”

Hesitantly grabbed the dagger and injected an aura, but the same phenomenon as Phillip did not occur, and rather, the sword was not formed.

Philip, who was looking at the scene, lamented.

“I thought you explained it very easily.”

“… Wouldn’t it be okay if I tried?”

Felicia said that, but she herself wasn’t confident.

“In the first place, the direction was wrong. If you do that, even if you do it for a year, it’s no big deal. Come here for a moment.”

‘Is this going to happen?’

Philip waved at Felicia in dubious doubt. As she approached, Philip grabbed her by the wrist.

“This… Why are you doing this?”

“I want you to experience it for yourself.”

“What does that mean… … Hee hee profit!”

As soon as the aura rushed through her hands, the frightened Felicia closed her eyes and screamed.

Originally, when an aura was injected into another person’s body, the skin had to burst due to the rejection reaction.

‘But why doesn’t it hurt?’

Feeling her heart beating wildly, Felicia carefully narrowed her eyes.

“… huh?”

She could clearly feel the aura flowing through her hands. Even so, I didn’t feel any pain or rejection at all.

“This is not just pushing it out of the body like this here, but creating a circulation path. Speeding up isn’t sending it hard, it’s narrowing the aisle.”

Philip explained slowly and kindly, feeling the aura flow through her hands until she understood what he was saying.

Not long after, Felicia felt a light in her head and shuddered as if struck by lightning.

Feeling her slipping into unconsciousness, Phillip let out a sigh of relief.

When I came to my senses, it must have been after I realized something.

“Now it is the instructor’s turn. Come here.”

“Am I doing that too?”

Diana asked in surprise.

“Once you know how to do this, I feel comfortable later. I will teach the students later, so the instructor should know.”

Philip said and grabbed Diana’s wrist.

“I’m sure the instructor won’t scream.”

Diana Farrenhal let out a blank laugh and handed him her wrist.

After about twenty minutes, she too fell into the world of unconsciousness.

* * *

It was Monday after the weekend.

Entering first year swordsmanship class, Philip supervised the students’ self-training.

Fourteen-year-old boys and girls were like rugby balls that didn’t know where to bounce.

That’s why Philip had to go around the whole swordsmanship principal without a break.

“Giscald Vorenza. Don’t play with training dolls.”

“Annis Praline. Olivia Nues. It’s nice to see you guys getting close, isn’t it class time now? It would be nice to have small talk after class. Or at least during training.”

“Yes, Heinrich Collins. Are you sick to your stomach? Go quickly.”

The three-hour swordsmanship class usually consisted of one hour of theory, one hour of practice, and one hour of self-training.

It was a story like that on days when there were no special schedules.

Unfortunately, today was a special day.

Felicia, a professor, and Diana Frenhal, a senior instructor, were called by the head professor because of their schedule.

The self-training time that was pulled to the front had to be handled by Philip alone.

‘It’s like a rookie, well.’

Philip thought so and moved quickly. A student was holding a wooden sword strangely and was about to hit the training doll.

“Wait a minute, your hand hurts so much when you hold it like that… Did you make fun of me?”

The student was a child Philip knew. Hailey Baroun. He was the youngest son of the Northern Margrave.

Since he had been holding the sword since he was much younger than he is now, there was no way he would get confused about how to hold it.

He was a little darker than the other children and, unusually, had silver hair.

“Are you mad at me for teasing you?”

“No way.”

Philip shook his head.

“… That’s sad. I made a bet with my friends. How are you going to be angry?”

Hailey felt the arrogance characteristic of someone who stood above others from the time she was born.

‘A cute guy.’

It was obvious what the boy was thinking.

I wanted to show that I was different from others because I had adapted to the academy to some extent.

Philip smiled and opened his mouth.

“I won’t get mad at you for playing around with me. But I will be angry if you hurt other kids to make me angry, or bully a student who is weaker than you. Are you going to do that?”

Haley shook her head, narrowing her brows as if she was dissatisfied with something.

“no. People from the Baroun family don’t do such dishonorable things.”

“You are nice.”

“… .”

Haley Baroun calmly swung her wooden sword with an expression that said, “This is not the case.”

“Attention everyone for a moment!”

Soon, the voice of Diana Frenhal, who had been summoned for a while, rang the swordsmanship principal.

As everyone’s eyes gathered, Diana’s lips opened again.

“Sir Joshua Praslin, a graduate of the Privia Academy and a member of the honorable Silver Knight, has just arrived from the northern front to observe your classes.”

At those words, the students murmured.

“Wow, it’s Silver Knight.”

“… i envy you.”

“Wait, if it’s a praline, what does it have to do with Annis Praline?”

Philip’s gaze turned to Annis Praslin.

The little girl muttered, her eyes widening like a frightened rabbit.

“… brother?”

Then, I stamped my feet, as if I was impatient to run and hug him right away.

“Today’s theoretical instruction will be replaced by a special lecture by Sir Joshua Praslin.”

The children’s eyes sparkled.

In an environment where there was little entertainment, the famous knight’s saga was enough to make the hearts of young boys and girls pound.

‘What is this all of a sudden?’

But Philip was curious.

Two weeks later, why did a member of the Silver Knight, whom I should only meet in Dalian, appear at this point?

‘Has this never happened?’

“So, everyone change into school uniforms and gather in the classroom.”

The time left for self-training was omitted as it was. The students chattered and went straight to the locker room.

“Let’s take a little break and move on. Instructor. You suffered alone.”

When Diana Fahrenhal, who had become more lively after the weekend, smiled and invited her to rest, Philip felt an earnest look at him.

It was Annis Praline.

Philip seemed to know what he wanted to say even if he didn’t listen.

“Looks like you want to meet your brother.”

The girl nodded with a flushed face.

It was like a puppy ordered to wait for a treat.

“Annis Praline. The instructor must have told me to change my clothes and come to the classroom.”

Diana scolded her in a stern voice. Anis instantly turned to tears as she looked at Philip.

He intuitively recognized the person who would take his side.

Philip laughed and dissuaded Diana.

“Don’t be too much.”

Diana sighed.

“I’ll meet you after class anyway, won’t you? You don’t have to let them meet you early to get special treatment.”

“… Listen for a second.”

“yes?”

Philip whispered in her ear.

“Isn’t something strange? Dalian is two weeks away, so why are the Templars already at the academy? There must be a reason, but I’m going to use it as an excuse to take him away.”

“Well, if so.”

Diana nodded as if she couldn’t help it. It was a trick he didn’t hate, so he decided to trick him once.

“Did you hear? follow me If it’s late, I’ll leave it.”

“… really? thank you!”

Anise cheered and took Philip’s arm. Philip grabbed her by the shoulders, pushed her away carefully, and walked away from Annie.

It was because it smelled like sweat.

Diana looked at his back and smiled.

Recently, thanks to Philip, she was feeling the excitement and pleasure of learning the sword for the first time again.

‘A revolving sword.’ The new level of teaching he gave without asking for anything further expanded the world she saw.

‘Nobody knows. That beautiful face contains the demon of a sword capable of overthrowing the world.’

For the first time since becoming an instructor, she thought she wanted to take a vacation.

For about a month, I wanted to swing my sword without thinking.