I Became a Crazy Swordsmanship Instructor in the Game

* * *

During the hour in the carriage, Philip talked quite a bit with Priscilla.

Usually Philip spoke or asked a question, and she only answered briefly or nodded, but seemed amused in her own way.

Priscilla was a commoner, twenty-two years old, and a graduate of the Privia Academy.

‘There’s nothing particularly strange about it.’

Priscilla brushed her dark blue hair and laughed like a fool.

“I am so glad I got to know you. Recently… It was really hard. But hearing your story gives me strength.”

Philip looked at her with pity.

How lonely have you been until now, to look at someone you met for the first time an hour ago with those eyes?

That gaze, filled with trust and inner intimacy, somehow stung Philip.

“Then I’m glad. Priscilla. I also think it would be nice if a friend of the same age stayed at the academy for a long time.”

“… thank you. I hope someday I can be of your help… Heeuk!”

Suddenly the carriage rattled loudly. Seeing that the wheels stopped altogether, it seemed that we had arrived at our destination.

Philip cautiously opened the carriage door. Looking ahead, Instructor Perek and the students had already gotten off the wagon.

This was the other side of the lake where Philip had come to obtain the ‘Golden Seal of Youssef’. The reeds grew high, as befits a wetland,

‘… I think I might remember something?’

It seemed like it would remind me of information that wasn’t important but wouldn’t hurt to know. Of course, it was information related to this place.

“Everyone, please pay attention.”

Instructor Ferek looked at the students with a serious expression.

“From the moment you enter the dungeon, you are exposed to numerous threats and variables. Of course, I and the other instructors will do my best to keep you safe, but accidents always happen in practice.”

He met each student’s eyes as if a truly unfortunate accident were about to happen.

“Please, please don’t touch anything you don’t know. Almost every accident I’ve ever had has happened that way.”

Two of the five students looked nervous, but the rest didn’t even listen to Instructor Ferek.

Perek let out an imperceptible sigh and raised the staff he wore around his waist.

As he waved his staff several times in the air, making the sign with one hand, a spot in the overgrown reed field suddenly shook as if an earthquake had occurred.

And what appeared was the entrance to the underground dungeon.

“I will take the lead, so I ask the instructors to pay attention so that no students fall behind. Can any of you students take the lead with me?”

When Instructor Perek asked, one of the boys raised his hand.

“great. Stephen Bray. Other students are welcome to follow suit.”

The student called Stefan looked like a model student to anyone. The boy, like Cheryl, wore round glasses and had long, but well-groomed hair.

He looked back before entering the dungeon.

At the end of that line of sight was Cheryl.

‘hmm? Do you know each other?’

Philip read worry and concern in the boy’s eyes.

Just then, I heard Cheryl whispering in a low voice.

“… I’m fine. young master.”

At that moment, a female student standing next to Cheryl put her hand on Cheryl’s shoulder.

“What are you doing. Cheryl. Should we go in too? Should I go ahead of you?”

Cheryl’s expression darkened as soon as she heard the girl’s words.

“ah… yes. sorry. Miss Johnny’s.”

‘Are you saying respectful words?’

At this academy, the gap between commoners and nobles was not that great.

In the first place, the fact that commoner parents enrolled their children in this academy meant that they had abilities comparable to those of nobles.

‘… What’s the matter?’

Philip pondered and followed the students into the dungeon.

* * *

The inside of the dungeon was dark and damp.

It was because of the moisture from the nearby lake.

Fortunately, the floor was made of rough stones, so slipping was rare, but the students of the Faculty of Magic had a hard time just walking on it.

Phillip looked at Cheryl and Johnny’s from the back.

The relationship between the two girls was terribly vertical.

Cheryl kept an eye on Johnny’s the entire time they walked.

It was to the point where he seemed to think that the sound of his breathing might upset Johnny’s.

“Dungeons are usually created by wizards. In particular, mages who feel the need to keep their research secret create dungeons.”

When there was a space large enough for all the participants in the practice to gather, Instructor Ferek paused and started explaining.

“Usually, we build dungeons in deserted mountains or basins like this, and hide them with concealment magic. That’s usually enough, but it’s also well prepared for any intruders who stumble upon it. Like right here.”

He pointed his staff at a spot on the floor in front of him.

“Instructor Philip? Could you help me for a moment?”

Philip blinked at Perek’s call.

“… You mean that?”

He wondered why he was suddenly calling him, but he approached Instructor Perek.

“Please step on this spot with your foot.”

“… Didn’t you say this was a trap?”

“I just wanted to show you how it actually works. Honestly, aren’t you curious too, Instructor?”

Philip couldn’t deny it.

‘Honestly, I’m curious. Well, I even went on a field trip in advance, but it must be dangerous.’

“Right, what.”

Philip stepped on the point Perek said.

At that moment, the sound of something cutting through the wind was heard.

‘uh?’

Philip quickly drew his sword and swung it.

The aura-enchanted sword deflected five arrows fired from the ceiling, and an arrow shot near his feet was also deflected by Instructor Ferek’s shield magic.

In the stillness, the sound of students swallowing their breath and saliva could be heard.

“Have you guys seen it? We mages, who aren’t swordsmen of exceptional skill like Instructor Phillip here, must be casting their magic shields all day to react to traps like this.”

After completing the explanation, Instructor Perek avoided Philip’s gaze with an awkward expression.

‘… Is that bastard?’

Philip narrowed his brows. If I had screamed in surprise, I would have been embarrassed.

However, when I looked around, the students’ faces showed tension.

Besides, there seemed to be surprise and admiration in Philip’s gaze.

“Usually when you lose a teammate to a trap like this, those left behind will go away demoralized. But since Instructor Phillip is still alive, let us move forward.”

Instructor Ferek took the lead again. He stopped and explained every trap or fork in the road, and it was quite helpful information for Philip as well.

Soon the hallway, which had been quite wide, became narrow enough for one person to pass through.

Fortunately, it wasn’t a very wide dungeon, so the party was able to face the end of the hallway soon.

“If you open this door, guardian monsters will be waiting for you. And you get to play against them. The instructors, including myself, will not step forward unless one of you’s lives are threatened, so please show your cooperation and get through it well.”

As Instructor Ferek explained, he opened the wooden door and heard the old hinges creak.

“… By the way, everything we see and hear will be reported to the professor and reflected in your grades. We will give you time to discuss, so please come fully prepared.”

The grades in the Faculty of Magic were slightly different from those in the Faculty of Swordsmanship.

If the swordsmanship department’s grades were merely an indicator of growth, the magic department’s grades were no different than a business card to be handed out to the Mage Tower or famous organizations in the future.

Instructor Perek gestured to Philip and Priscilla.

“Huh, originally, the professor was supposed to come to practice in person… I don’t know what this is.”

When he made a dying sound, Philip tilted his head.

“Aren’t you doing very well for something like that?”

“… In fact, if you were a professor, you would have pushed your students directly into a trap, but I couldn’t go that far. Among the students participating in today’s practice, there is a young lady from a marquis’ family.”

“You mean the marquis?”

“yes. Janice Murella. The famous Murella family. There are more than five Quartermasters of the Mage Tower alone in that family. Wouldn’t something like me fly away even if that lady snorted? ?”

Philip knew the Murella family. One of the professors at the Faculty of Magic was also from the Murella family.

It was a family worthy of being known as a magical family that had produced numerous outstanding wizards from generation to generation.

‘… But why don’t I know?’

If it was a daughter of such a family, there should have been information in Philip’s database as well.

Philip felt a sense of incongruity again.

‘sleep… Just be careful.’

Feeling a tickle in his head, Philip pressed his temples.

It seemed to remember something.

“Then has it been decided? With Danvers protecting us while maintaining light magic, Cheryl and Lady Johnnys reducing the number of guardians while Gunther and I hold out in the front.”

It seemed that the students’ tactical meeting was over. Stephen Bray seemed to be the representative among them.

As Stefan approached, Instructor Perek opened his mouth.

“Now that the meeting is over, let’s begin.”

“yes. Instructor.”

* * *

The room was so dark that I could barely see a few steps ahead.

As Denver Grommel raised his wand and cast a spell, his wand glowed brightly.

Scattered skeletons and withered corpses were seen here and there.

“Don’t be too nervous and just do what you learn and you will be able to win easily.”

Johnny Murella forced himself to yawn and looked at Stefan Bray.

The boy was cheering Danvers Grommel, a nervous third-year student.

“I-I know. We will do just fine.”

‘Do you know what will change if you show up like that?”

She didn’t like Stefan.

The Bray family had been vassals of the Marquis Murella family for generations.

At most, being a descendant of a vassal family, acting as if nothing had happened in her presence,

It was because he thought she would follow the strategy he had set up.

‘… Even if he’s cocky, he’s too cocky.’

Still, he couldn’t crush Stefan himself. It was a loss of face for a prestigious family.

Her gaze turned to Cheryl, who was guarding her side like a maid.

Curly haired girl with round glasses.

Cheryl entered the academy with the support of the Bray family, and Johnny’s didn’t like her either.

“… start.”

Dalgrak, moongrak.

Randomly scattered bones made a noise and rattled, then blended into shape.

Skeleton. A skeleton resurrected by black magic.

They looked like more than ten of them just by looking at them. However, it was not a threat to Johnny at all.

Having learned magic from her family’s wizards since she was very young, she was able to use fairly high-level magic.

Instructor Ferek, who was watching the situation from behind, wouldn’t say he was better than her.

“under.”

It was a meaningless time and a meaningless action.

Johnny’s thought he had nothing to learn here.

He also hated having to fight the same battles with low-level ones that were scared off by only a few skeletons.

She felt annoyed when she saw Gunter, a commoner student like Cheryl, chanting a fireball spell.

‘… are you kidding me Do I have to hang out with these kids?’

“No fireballs. Gunter! It wouldn’t work!”

Stefan hurriedly shouted, and Gunther hurriedly canceled the order.

Janis raised her wand.

As she chanted an incantation while making hand signs, magic power gathered in her staff.

“ah… miss?”

Embarrassed, Cheryl called her. Cheryl knew what magic Johnny was trying to chant.

‘Blade wind’

Among the 4th tier wind magic, it was magic with the greatest physical power.

“Everyone avoid!”

Cheryl, thinking she couldn’t stop her, shouted at Stefan and the boys.

“uh… ?”

Stefan was the only one who responded to that voice.

Stefan hurriedly grabbed Danvers by the sleeves of his school uniform and pulled them.

Soon, a strong wind, sharp enough to sever a person’s bones, moved a little away from where he and Danvers had been and began to cut the skeleton.

There was no way the skeletons without armor could survive in it.

Stefan tapped Danvers on the shoulder, who was trembling while holding his hand.

“are you okay?”

“uh… huh. are you okay. you?”

“I’m fine too. but… .”

He strained his eyes and tried to glared at Janis Murella.

But I couldn’t bear it.

From the moment he became aware of his existence as a very young child, he was raised as a vassal of the Murella family.

“miss… just now… .”

I couldn’t be angry or blame her.

“Just now… what?”

When Johnny’s cold voice returned, Stefan felt his chest tighten.

“just… I thought it was a bit dangerous.”

Despite Stefan’s cautious attitude, Janice Murella glared at him fiercely.

“Are you saying that you don’t believe in my abilities? Are you saying that I hurt you guys because I couldn’t handle 4th tier magic?”

“Not that… I wondered if sticking to the plan I made earlier would have helped my grades more… .”

“Then, you mean you want to blame me because your grades might go down.”

Stefan pursed his lips. Cheryl, unable to see that, intervened.

“miss… You know that’s not the case.”

Johnny looked at Cheryl and put on a sadistic smile.

“Now even commoners are trying to teach me. Stepan. what do you think about it? Should I seek instruction from that lowly girl?”

In an instant, Cheryl’s face went pale.

“I… I didn’t mean to. miss. I’m really sorry if I sounded presumptuous.”

‘What are they doing? The battle isn’t even over yet?’

Meanwhile, Philip, who was watching, clicked his tongue.

If it was a swordsmanship department, he would have intervened in person, but if he went wrong here, Instructor Ferek and Priscilla would be in trouble.

In the first place, Instructor Ferek just stood with his arms crossed and seemed unwilling to intervene.

‘… But what did you mean by this?’

Philip listened when he heard something strange.

Soon something caught on his keen senses.

It sounded like a soft object moving over a rough surface.

And the sound came from above the seats where the students were gathered.

Just as the object was about to fall, Philip kicked the ground.

Something black was falling towards Janice Murella.