I Became a Crazy Swordsmanship Instructor in the Game

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Manticore.

A monster with the body of a lion, the head of a human and the tail of a snake that has threatened humans since ancient times.

Unbecoming a monster, he had the intelligence to manipulate magic and deceive humans, and he had exorcism to resist magic and aura, so he was a tricky opponent.

It was a monster with many similarities to demons, to the extent that some argued that the origin of the Manticore might be a demon that drifted into the human world.

Phillip prided himself on knowing the Manticore’s fighting prowess quite well.

‘He’s not that difficult as long as he’s careful with the curse magic and the stinger on his tail.’

In fact, it was like saying that if you watch out for your gun, you can win.

“I bet Felicia won’t get hurt, right?”

Philip, who suddenly became anxious, murmured. Then Neria answered.

―Ah, no way. I mean, she looked pretty strong. And I’d rather just die than lose to Manticore. A friend of Neria’s fourth master challenged Manticore and was defeated… uwueek! I’ll stop talking about the body.

“The Manticore is a cruel and cunning monster. I don’t know who you trust, but he won’t be safe. If you’re a woman, it’s going to be pretty terrible.”

When Giolo Matran, held by Philip, grinned, Philip hit him hard on the head.

“Why don’t you close that snout? Aren’t you embarrassed? It’s not like you were caught trying to capture a fairy, but what you’re doing is that you’re trying to summon a monster and leave it to the young kids to take care of it? I don’t know why you live your life like that.”

Giolo did not deserve to be treated like a human being. Philip wanted him to suffer for the rest of his life in a wizard-only prison run by the Mage’s Tower, and that was definitely a more terrible ending than death.

The torturers there had a knack for making people regret being born into this world.

He tried to study fairies, and since he made deals with monsters, he wouldn’t see the sunlight until the moment he died.

Giolo must have thought that it would be better to die at the hands of the fairies.

‘I’ll have to take the necessary measures first.’

Philip stepped on Giolo’s staff and broke it. Then he broke both his index and middle fingers to prevent them from making hand signs.

“aaagh! Aww! What is this!”

Giolo went mad and struggled.

“I am packing the product. what.”

There were certainly wizards who could cast menacing magic with spells alone, but Giolo Matran was not as good.

Of course, simple elemental magic could be used, but Philip intended to cut off his tongue as soon as he showed signs of doing so.

“It’s annoying to drag it around, so it’s better to just put it in a sack and carry it.”

After emptying the contents of one of the grain sacks in the hut, Philip pointed to the entrance and commanded.

“Go in.”

“… what?”

“Come in, you bastard. I can put it in myself, but I don’t think those limbs will be intact when you come out.”

Giolo Matran shouted in such rage that he forgot even the pain of a broken finger.

“Damn it! Even though I have done wrong, there is no reason to be treated like a slave, right?”

“… oh.”

Philip nodded in admiration involuntarily at Giolo’s unrealistic attitude.

“okay. I have no reason to treat you like this. That’s right.”

Philip said as he clenched his fists.

“It’s because I was beaten less that such bullsh*t comes out. It’s because I don’t feel it. From now on, you will realize with your own body what kind of sin you have committed, so wait a moment.”

After a while, Philip left the cabin carrying a sack that was stained with blood in places. He intended to head straight to the fairy.

—… I didn’t know the owner had a side like this. a little… Are you hot?

Neria asked cautiously, and Philip laughed.

“It’s ridiculous. If everything has passed as it is planned, how many people will be damaged by this idiot loser? People from nearby villages, soldiers who will be mobilized when the fairies go wild, mercenaries, hunters who will guide them… .”

It was an event that would completely change the lives of at least thousands of people.

“… If you thought of sacrificing children for your research, you should give up the thought of being treated like a human being. It’s just like that.”

―I think that’s what I heard.

Neria agreed with Philip’s words.

Philip moved at great speed and soon reached the lake. He ran into Stefan, who was moving around, and checked the situation.

“Instructor!”

When Stefan ran into Philip, he was delighted like someone who found an oasis in the desert.

“What’s happen?”

For a moment, Philip took off his pretense. Stefan shouted with an urgent face.

“Miss Johnny’s and Lua are in danger. A manticore appeared in the lake. Cheryl went to call the professor, and I was moving to help the lady!”

“Calm down for now. So, which way?”

“It is over there.”

Stefan pointed to the west side of the lake. Because of the thick fog, it was impossible to fully grasp the situation even with Philip’s eyesight.

“Now I will share my vision with clairvoyant magic.”

Stefan’s ability to improvise was what I felt during the previous training session. Philip was able to observe the situation on the side of Janice and Lua through the clairvoyant magic he cast.

‘Looks like Felicia is in a hurry.’

Felicia, who couldn’t even tie her hair, was fighting Manticore with her bright blonde hair dancing. Johnny was supporting her with a staff, and Lua also appeared to be escorting her with a sword.

The combination of two swordsmen and one wizard had a great effect.

It was a manticore that could freely fly in the air without wings, but it could not overwhelm the pincers of Felicia, who had the ability to kill enemies from a distance by blowing sword energy, and Janice, who was immature in resisting curse magic.

-Where is the fairy? There’s a monster in your house, why isn’t it showing up?

Neria expressed her doubts. Philip also felt the same question as her.

“Stefan. I’ll take care of this, so join Cheryl at camp.”

At Philip’s command, Stefan gritted his teeth and shook his head.

“I can help too.”

“I know how you want to help. But don’t you know that it’s good to listen to me? You are a student who can make good judgments, so I trust you will listen to me.”

Instructor Philip said that, but he couldn’t be stubborn. After Stefan replied that he knew, he started to go back the way he came from with a devastated expression on his face.

As Stefan walked away, Philip called out to the lake.

“O fairy of the lake!”

Then, in a place a little away from Philip, water mist began to gather, and a naked woman with azure hair appeared.

she asked, casting a hostile gaze at Philip.

“Why did you call me? If bringing a monster into my lake wasn’t enough, do you want to ask me how I feel?”

Philip threw the sack on his back to the ground.

“Turn it off!”

Giolo Matran, who had been contained inside, screamed as if he had just woken up from the shock. Philip lifted Neria and cut off the snout of the hilt, and when the light came in, Giolo waved his arm away from the hilt.

“First of all, it was not us who called the manticore. It’s interest. This guy was studying you in a nearby cabin, and when his research was blocked, he summoned a manticore to stimulate you.”

Philip thought the fairy would listen to him and clear up the misunderstanding. Since the fairy was mischievous and not evil, she would not direct the arrows of her wrath at unrelated people.

“… Does it matter?”

However, the fairy’s reaction was lukewarm. She stroked her azure hair and narrowed her brows.

“Giolo. Did you?”

As her gaze turned to him, Giolo Matran swayed from left to right, his face disfigured by Philip’s beating.

“you’re welcome! Aren’t I your friend? why would i do that? This scoundrel is trying to frame me. Fairy.”

“… But you did. Why are you lying to me? I called you friend.”

Saying so, the lake fairy pointed at Giolo. Then water began to gather around his head, and soon a large drop of water completely covered his head.

“Rurrukreuk… !”

Giolo, unable to breathe, struggled to scoop the droplets with his hands, but his respiratory tract and lungs were already full of water instead of air.

“Wait, don’t kill me.”

Philip stopped her. The lake fairy twitched her eyebrows.

“… Why? Will we be on the same side?”

“Could it be? He shouldn’t die that easily. Look at that. Seeing you wriggling because you want to live. The author tried to trick you into killing an innocent human being, so you deserve to suffer until you want someone to kill you.”

At Philip’s answer, the fairy of the lake frowned.

“It’s not my business. Besides, aren’t you human anyway? I cannot say that you are innocent either.”

“Me and my friends just came to play. It has nothing to do with interest.”

“How can I believe that?”

“Then why do you want to kill the author? Don’t you know I’m not lying now.”

Philip had to convince her. If this fairy turned its back on humans, the butterfly effect would return as an unimaginably huge disaster.

“that’s right. But I don’t know if the other person is lying. Just by looking into his eyes, I can tell to some extent what he’s thinking when he sees me. So did the traitor. I already knew you were trying to use me to do something.”

Having said that, the fairy continued with a sad expression.

“I was just happy to come and talk to me often. I never thought I would do something like this.”

Philip broke out in a cold sweat. Rather than an angry reaction, that was an attempt to fall in love with the human species itself.

“… So, what do you want from me?”

Philip bit his lip at the fairy’s question. No matter what I said, it didn’t seem like it would work.

‘Should I just give up?’

It was to change the future for the better. I don’t know if there were irreversible results, but not yet.

A scene suddenly passed in front of Philip’s eyes as he was rolling his head hard.

‘… Will this happen?’

He had his doubts, but it was something to ask and see. Philip opened his mouth, staring straight at the fairy.

“All I ask of you is to make the right choice. Fairy, among the students facing Manticore, there is a child who can give you a name.”

At that, the fairy glared at Philip, visibly embarrassed.

“Do you know what it means to a fairy to be given a name? It’s a story that cannot be passed off as a joke or an excuse to lie. If you lie now, I swear to the lake that I will kill you.”

Philip nodded.

“Of course I know. That a fairy with a name deserves to transform into a higher dimensional being. And that someone who can give a fairy a name only comes around once in hundreds of years. If it turns out that what I said is a lie, I will pay any price.”

As if his resolve had been revealed, the sprite moved his fingers and made the drops that were almost killing Giolo disappear.

“Cheuk! Cool, huh!”

Giolo frantically inhaled the air he thought he would never taste again, making an ugly noise as if all the water had escaped from his respiratory tract.

“… If you lied to me, no human entering this lake will ever be able to return. Do you agree?”

“I do not have the power to decide other people’s lives. But I’m telling the truth anyway, so I guess I can just say yes.”

Philip’s confident demeanor seemed to have moved the fairy’s heart a little.

“So, let’s start with that manticore and think about it. How is it?”

The fairy nodded.

“Good idea.”