Academy Slave Instructor

50 – I will never be the devil of the nations

I will never be the devil of the nations

Rye enters in a friendly atmosphere, but no one responds.

“Instructor Rai…?”

“Ah, there you are. I’ve been looking for you for a while.”

Seeing her Philia, Rai closes her door and walks towards her. Inside the warehouse, men with weapons are glaring at him, but Rai doesn’t care.

The leisurely and somewhat slow steps caught everyone’s attention, and as Rai passed nearby, a man brandished a sword against his defenseless back.

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Convinced that the surprise attack was successful, the man looked at Rai in embarrassment as he cut through the air, but he was not there.

“Oh, look at my face. What if I practiced like that and got hit somewhere?”

“It happened after I was caught. If it wasn’t for the mean threats, I wouldn’t have hurt a single hair.”

As Rai touches her face and kicks her tongue, Philia displays her pride and nervously turns her head away.

I was obviously close to the man, but before I knew it, Rai was at the very back of the warehouse. He moved so fast that he could not be seen, but the people in the warehouse looked at his back with an absurd expression as if he had been there from the beginning.

Of these, Zaherio was the only one who saw Rai’s movements properly.

‘You’re using an illusion.’

This is a despicable way to use illusions to find loopholes in fierce battles. Official articles only learn how to deal with it, but few actually use it.

Everyone’s eyes were focused on Lai’s slow steps, and using that gaze, Lai was walking ahead of others. It’s embarrassing if you don’t know, but if you do, it’s a crude technique.

Illusion is a bad double-edged sword in the sword-to-sword distance. An essential element of illusion is to focus on one thing, but the higher the level, the less likely it is to see the whole of the opponent.

Even if you get caught, you get a small chance to attack, and it’s not a one-hit kill skill. On the contrary, it is easy to be counterattacked because it is a technique close to a gamble in which the opponent is attacked under the premise that he is caught in an illusion.

Usually, the difference in skills is so great that it is used as a skill for reviving knights, or it is used by assassins from the outskirts for an uncommon skill.

Herio, who grasped his skill at a glance, grasped Rai’s capabilities and relaxed his tension.

“Since I suffered because of you, buy rice. An expensive one. Otherwise, I’ll just leave.”

“Is it time to say that? As a lecturer?”

“Oh, I’m off work. They don’t give me extra pay, so I’ll have to get some food.”

Philia, who had been showing only sharp spirit like a caged beast, relaxed and became docile when the instructor appeared, but Zaherio didn’t care much.

No matter how much he trusted the instructor, he was confident in his skills.

Most of the lecturers are retired from current positions. Those who still have great skills to keep in check, even Zaherio knows his face. That instructor had never even heard his name, let alone his face.

Zaherio tells Tallip to back down with his chin and he falls to one side with his men.

“Are you an academy instructor?”

“What are you?”

Zaherio speaks politely, but Rai responds in half-spoken words and frowns.

“It’s great to care for academy students, but why don’t you choose the time and place?”

“What’s wrong with that bastard? Are you a theater actor?”

“Jaherio is an idiot who thinks he’s decent.”

“Aha, a lot of people with inferiority complexes are like that. Why do you wear a mask when you know who you are? Is your head short?”

Zaherio’s expression hardens after hearing the conversation between Philia and Rai. Herio, who has never been looked down upon by anyone since he developed his skills and earned his position, is strong in his hand that holds his sword.

“I’m sorry, but you’re ignorant…”

“I’m sorry, you’re f*cking shriveled. Where do you read novels and copy lines? Pay for your age dude. You’re not on the side of justice, you’re just a trash pedophile who kidnapped a girl. Why do you keep your form?”

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Herio, who felt that his patience was limited, injected mana into his sword and performed a great skill.

The dark red mana that looks ominous swirls like a whirlwind and flies to Rai and Filia and explodes, and a scream comes out.

“aaah-!!”

“Ouch!”

“Kaak!”

Obviously, it hit the two people directly, but there were several screams. Startled by the sound of dozens of people shouting, Herio puts on a bewildered expression when he sees Tallib and his men gathered to one side collapsed.

“Why are you attacking the same side?”

“Well, maybe I’m crazy?”

Philia, unable to understand Jaherio’s behavior, asks, but Rai smirks and releases her chains. Although she is still in handcuffs, Philia, who is untied, quickly checks on the woman next to her.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes… It’s okay…”

The woman’s condition is not good, probably because she lost too much blood. Seeing her distraught, blank eyes on her pale face, Philia tore her clothes to stop her bleeding, when Rye put his hand on her woman’s neck and woke up.

“You bastard!!! Where are you scorning me with crude technology?!”

“If you’re sloppy, you won’t be beaten.”

Laughing at Zaherio for pouring out his anger, Rai approaches him.

As Philia’s woman’s wounds were sutured with Rai’s brief touch, she held up the torn cloth and blankly looked at his back. She thought she was great even as an assassin, but she goes beyond the expected category.

No matter how much magic she uses, warriors don’t use magic freely like pure wizards. They were basically martial arts, and they only added mana to create explosive power.

Philia, who firmly believed that she was a swordsman on the strength of cutting down assassins at once, saw Rai, who easily uses healing magic that only high-ranking pure wizards can do, and becomes more and more curious about his identity.

The enraged Herio swings his sword dizzy, but Rai, who is at close range, puts his hand in his pocket and easily avoids it. He doesn’t feel like he’s avoiding it, and he’s avoiding a fierce attack with a trivial movement, like a bug flying in front of his eyes and twisting his body.

Looking at that figure, who would think that he was a pure wizard?

She thought that the reason Rai’s movements seemed insignificant was because of her lack of skill. If she doesn’t, she can’t treat Zaherio, a high-ranking knight, like her child.

Filia remembers a conversation she had with Layla.

Since the technique Rai demonstrated was incomprehensible to her knowledge, she asked Philia what technique he used.

She wasn’t there, but it was a question she thought a good knight, Layla, would know.

She closed her mouth and thought for a moment, then she said.

Think of it as a missing skill and forget it. If you copy it for no reason, only your body will be ruined.’

She thought at the time that she just meant to keep her mouth shut to keep the case a secret.

However, no matter how much she tried to peek, Philia understood Leila’s words. That person goes beyond mere realm and has one of the best skills in the world.

And nobody knows.

Neither the instructors nor Vice President Bright, who was active on the northern front, knew him at all. Layla, who seems to have a close relationship with Rai, and probably the head of the academy also knows Rai’s identity.

Otherwise, Rai, who has no experience, would not have been accepted into the academy.

Everyone opposes it, but after hearing the rumor that the head of the academy made Rai an instructor on his own, Philia quietly organizes her thoughts and tries to guess his identity.

Her family in Philia is deeply involved in her central politics, and everyone she meets is great.

She met Edelian, the commander-in-chief, and had a sparring match with her. She met him when she was too young, and she felt regret because she couldn’t gauge how great his skills were.

Among the world’s famous strongmen, he picks up one by one whose whereabouts are unknown, but none of them have anything to do with Rai.

There are people of different genders, different ages, and different physical conditions. Most of the men who are known as strong men are not the skinny type like Rai.

No matter how much you look back, you can’t find anything similar to Rai’s impression, so Philia feels frustrated and stops her worries.

I keep thinking about her, but I can’t come up with an answer. At least, if I had to pick someone with a similar age and physical condition, only those who had already died.

If the Devil of the World or Retana the Swift comes back alive, she will be about that age.

“……”

Philia, who shook her head saying that there is no way her dead will come back alive, suddenly gets chills down her spine.

It’s a really ridiculous imagination, but if that imagination is correct, it’s really shocking.

One of the strongest, unknown, in his early 30s, related to the Empire.

Rapid Retana has nothing to do with the Empire. He died early due to a chronic illness, and hundreds of people watched his death. Moreover, he is a knight of the kingdom of Kuhenran in the east, the exact opposite of the imperial lands starting from the west.

Then the only ones left are the demons of the nations. He even allowed the Empire to do whatever it pleased. He is said to have been executed, but it was conducted too privately to say that a person of that size was executed. He is the hero of the kingdom, so it is said that he did it privately so as not to provoke the people of the king who became his subjects.

What if that execution hadn’t happened? And what if you’re still alive?

Philia looks at Rai with a question that bites her tail.

“What’s wrong? Are you tired already?”

“This bastard!!!”

“Are you angry? Are you angry? Are you angry?”

How fooled Zaherio is, wielding his sword in tatters. Rai, who easily dodged, taunts him by tapping him with her left hand.

It doesn’t hit hard, but it’s a fist that will make you feel bad if you get hit. How many punches would it take to be like that?

Philia’s eyes grow cold when she sees Rai who is flirting and constantly punching her.

When you think that the empire has been tossed around by such a person, his blood gushes backwards. While searching for the deeds of the demons of all countries, Philia, who did not say anything about it, but had a crush close to her respect, thought that such a person could not be the devil of all countries.

The devil of the world who created dozens of tactics and overcame crises with groundbreaking ideas. It is said that he took care of the people of the kingdom against the corrupt central government and was loved.

Although he has a bad reputation in the empire, he has many cases of freeing slaves, expelling monsters that attack people, and helping other countries in difficulties. He is the symbol of a knight.

His love-hate friendship with Commander-in-Chief Edelian is well known. A person who was respected by the generals of the enemy country by sending gifts to each other during the war is the devil of the world.

Seeing Rai crouching down in front of Zaherio who had fallen and pretending to be innocent, asking if he was struggling, Filia decided that it was absolutely not the devil of the world.

“Should I kill it or should I keep it alive?”

“It seems that the mind is already dead. I have to keep it alive.”

“I played well.”

After hitting the back of the head on Herio, who passed out, Rai approaches Philia and sees her handcuffs.

“Where’s the key?”

“If I knew where it was, I would have solved it long ago.”

As Rai nodded her head and stared at her handcuffs, Philia asked her anxious foreboding.

“You’re not going to cut it by force, are you?”

“What kind of violent thoughts are you thinking? We are educated modern people.”

Rye pulls out a pin and puts it in the keyhole. He has no hesitation whether it is a skill he has done once or twice.

“You are very cultured.”

“It is liberal knowledge that frees modern people who are bound by locks.”

With a novelty of bullsh*t, Rai moves her hand a few times before there is a click and her handcuffs are released. Philia rises, tying her tight, sore wrist, and she approaches her fallen group, attacked by Zaherio.

Most are dead, but a few are alive. Philia checks the face of one of them and raises her leg.

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“Ugh…”

The one who was hit was a man, but Rai made a small sound as if he had been beaten and shrunk his body.

The man, who must have torn between her crotch from Philia’s kick, passes out without even screaming.

“That’s cruel.”

“Because it is a family motto to always return it.”

Pilia looks back at Rai with a smile. The man who played with her body saved his life, but now he lost his life as a man. If he goes to prison anyway, he won’t have anything to write about.

“Hmm…”

“Are you okay?”

When the woman comes to her senses, Rai holds her hand with a wonderful smile.

The woman, who was embarrassed for a moment because she did not understand the situation, realizes that her rai saved her, and she thanks her.

“No. Sophia saved her mother.”

“Sofia! Is Sophia all right?”

“Yes, she’s well cared for. Don’t worry. She’s very strong and she’s a great kid. She must have had a hard time raising her alone, but she taught her well.”

“Thank you, thank you very much.”

She doesn’t know where she knows that a woman doesn’t have her husband.

“I’m lucky to be able to save such a beautiful person on Seria’s Day.”

“It’s beautiful…”

Lai touches the hand she is holding, her kind smile at the woman who blushes and turns her head. Filia with a scary expression was approaching from behind him, but Rai couldn’t tell.

“Sophia was so cute just like her mother. They’re both so yea, so big-“

Rye, hit in the temple by Philia’s knee, collapses. As her woman stares in surprise, Philia grabs him by the back of his neck and she says with a bright smile.

“Let’s go back.”

“Yes- Yes…”

The woman jumps up with a scary look on her face and follows Philia, who drags him out of her warehouse.