I Became a Crazy Swordsmanship Instructor in the Game

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It was the Friday before the weekend after the exchange sparring.

It was a day without classes, so Philip locked himself in the faculty room as soon as he went to work. I was thinking of going to work after I got my work done.

Not being a professor, the job of an instructor was nothing more than a piece of cake for Philip.

My job was to check the status of the training materials, or to sort out the peculiarities of the students.

If you concentrate, you can finish it in two hours.

He opened the notebook he usually carried and began to write down the notes he had made in it. And after a while, a voice called him.

“Instructor Oswald. What are you doing here? Didn’t you hear me come to the lab?”

It was Professor Felicia Oswald. When she saw that Philip was the only one in the undergraduate room, she moved closer to him.

“I asked another instructor to call you, did you not come?”

Philip tilted his head. No one came to visit him.

“Has anyone come?”

“really?”

“What am I lying about? I didn’t have much to do anyway, and if my sister called me, I would have gone right away, even if I was curious about what was going on.”

Felicia’s expression hardened slightly as she listened to Philip’s words.

“what’s the matter?”

“Harron Babe. he really can’t I clearly instructed to call you… .”

Instructor Haron Babe was the instructor who had a fight with Philip the other day. If it was someone else, I’d have thought it might be, but it seemed like he had a clear reason for doing this.

Felicia raised her finger and poked Philip in the shoulder.

“It’s your fault. Philip. At that time, you should have hit me a few times even if you were prepared to scold me. Didn’t it happen because you were looking at me for nothing?”

“Speaking like that really feels like my fault. But why did you find me?”

“We need a swordsmanship instructor to accompany the 3rd grade field practice, but we are the only graders without classes today in the undergraduate school.”

“Outdoor practice? Oh, are you referring to the dungeon discovered this time?”

Dungeon exploration was the only outdoor practice that was discussed in the Magic Faculty’s classes, which were mostly research and theory studies.

“huh. I’m talking about a new discovery across the lake. Professor Evelyn from the Faculty of Magic went on a field trip last week? Nothing dangerous, just a few simple traps and a few guardian monsters like goblins and skeletons.”

“Can I follow you there?”

Felicia nodded.

“huh. The instructors there will tell you well, but you just have to watch the kids doing and step forward only when it seems dangerous.”

“It’s nothing. Where can I go?”

“If you go to the magic department, everyone should be ready by now.”

“okay. I’ll come.”

Philip got up and got ready. As Felicia said, if it was a low-level dungeon, armor was not needed.

As he was about to leave the undergraduate room, Felicia grabbed his hand.

“why?”

“… just have a good trip don’t crash Understand?”

‘Anyway, it’s cute.’

“What’s going on when you’ve only been to one low-level dungeon? Then I will go.”

Philip replied that he would, and then left the undergraduate room.

The Faculty of Magic was busy preparing for practical training.

Unlike the tidy and minimal interior of the swordsmanship department, the magic department was so messy that I didn’t know where to start.

All sorts of magic tools and books I had read were filling the desk and floor.

“Ah, Instructor Philip… I heard that the instructor is with you for practice.”

Philip found a familiar face. It was Instructor Ferek who was on duty with him.

“Looks like I haven’t seen you in a while?”

“That’s right. I wish you well today. Wait a minute, Instructor Priscilla. Why do you bring the Incandescent Coal Scroll to the dungeon practice? If you explode it in the dungeon, all the students will die! Get rid of that right now!”

“ah… sorry!”

At Instructor Ferek’s words, the female instructor in a robe was in a state of tears. It was a pretty face, but it was a look that showed a strong energy somewhere.

‘Is there something different in the image?’

Instructor Perek, whom Philip knew, was a bit timid. However, when I saw him scolding his junior instructor, it seemed that this was not the only thing.

“Sorry for yelling. Instructor. Instructor Priscilla is a newcomer this time, but she’s not used to her job yet, so I really can’t take my eyes off her… … No, please bring what you need. Trap-type magic is not needed in dungeons. Please, if you have any complaints with me, please speak up… .”

Instructor Ferek pressed his fingers against his temples as if he had a headache.

“… really sorry. Instructor. That, I’ll prepare it soon!”

Philip saw it and realized. That wasn’t an issue with Instructor Ferek’s personality. It was just that his junior instructor was too clumsy.

“I can’t. I’ll stick around and prepare quickly, so please wait for a moment. Instructor.”

Philip said yes, then stood still and waited.

* * *

Field practice in the Faculty of Magic was usually done one by one, with five or six people grouped together.

It was because about 30 students couldn’t move at once in the case of narrow dungeons or ruins that were not easy to move.

Philip loaded the backpack containing the magic tools into the wagon that arrived at the plaza. Instructor Ferek sighed deeply, as if he was finally breathing.

“Thank you for your help. Instructor.”

“What do you have with this? Rather, when will the children arrive?”

“I told Instructor Priscilla to bring her, so she’ll probably come soon.”

Instructor Ferek looked really tired.

“… Seriously, I never thought I’d ever get annoyed with anyone. However, there is no such thing as absolute in this world. I know what I’m doing wrong. The more you push her, the more Instructor Priscilla will shrink.”

“Who is good at anything right from the start? Over time, Instructor Priscilla will get used to it.”

Philip comforted him. However, Instructor Perek shook his head.

“Before that happens, I think my body will get sick first. For example, whether it’s a stroke or epilepsy… A terrible disease anyway.”

While we were talking, I saw students approaching from afar. There were three boys and two girls.

The magic faculty, especially the third year students, rarely encountered Philip directly. But Philip noticed a familiar face among them.

‘That’s… Is it Cheryl?’

The curly-haired girl wearing round glasses blushed when she saw Philip and hurriedly averted her gaze.

Instructor Ferek tilted his head after checking with his eyes to see if there were any problems with the students.

The person who should be there was nowhere to be seen.

“Everyone, where is Instructor Priscilla?”

It was a male student who responded.

“He said he left something behind, so he told us to go first.”

“okay. Let me wait a minute. Oh, you have to travel in a carriage for over an hour, so everyone be careful not to get motion sickness.”

With a forced smile on her lips like a broken doll, Instructor Perek took care of the students sitting on the benches in the plaza and waiting.

It was a skillful and neat response. If he was even irritated here, Priscilla would have lost quite a bit of her authority as an instructor.

Fortunately, Instructor Priscilla arrived at the plaza within a few minutes.

“Come on, everyone. Let’s go now.”

Instructor Ferek announced the departure. He put the students in the carriage and came up to Philip and whispered.

“I will ride in the same wagon as the students, so Instructor, please ride the wagon loaded with luggage with Instructor Priscilla. I think I’ll get angry again if I see her face to face… .”

“I will. suffer.”

“… thank you. Instructor is a really nice person.”

Philip didn’t care anyway. Instructor Priscilla was Instructor Perek’s junior, not her own.

The wagon that he and Instructor Priscilla rode was a wagon, not for passengers. It would be a bit inconvenient, but it would take an hour anyway, so I just had to be patient.

Philip, who climbed into the carriage first, reached out to Instructor Priscilla.

“Now, come up.”

“ah… eww… That’s it, thank you.”

Instructor Priscilla didn’t know what to do and stomped her feet, but eventually took his hand and climbed into the carriage. Soon the wagon with the students and Instructor Ferek started, followed by the wagon with Philip.

“… .”

An awkward silence passed.

There were no chairs or anything like that, so Philip and Priscilla had to sit on top of the boxes, and Philip had to hear Priscilla’s screams whenever the carriage rattled loudly.

“Ouch!”

“… Are you okay?”

“ah… Yes, I… are you okay.”

As she opened her mouth, Philip intended to make the conversation a little longer. It was too boring to just sit there for an hour.

“If you don’t mind, may I ask the instructor’s age? It’s because he looks like me.”

“I am… I am twenty-two this year.”

“You are the same age as me.”

“Instructor too… Are you twenty-two?”

Her tone was slow and cautious. It could have been frustrating enough, but Philip smiled and nodded.

“In that sense, please stay close to me from now on. Coincidentally, I’m also a newcomer like the instructor, so we must have a lot in common. No, since this happened, we’ll be friends from now on, right? A friend who shares their worries and helps each other when they have difficulties. How is it?”

“yes… yes?”

‘It just went well.’

There was no harm in getting close to her, since the magic department needed to have an informant anyway.

Besides, doesn’t it give the impression that he’ll tell you anything if you somehow seduce him?

Philip knew from experience that he had to push through without giving a person like Priscilla a chance to think.

Philip asked with a sad expression as she hesitated.

“Are you sure you don’t like it?”

“Oh no! It’s not… Because it was so sudden… .”

Priscilla eventually took Philip’s hand. At that moment, Philip felt a strong sense of incompatibility.

‘… uh?’

It was a feeling I couldn’t explain, and the discomfort quickly went away, but I felt like I was missing something important that I couldn’t just ignore.

“… Hey, Instructor?”

At the sound of Priscilla’s calling, Philip regained his senses and let go of her hand.

“Oh, sorry.”

‘What just happened?’

Philip looked at her again, but felt nothing special.

No matter how much I looked at it, the eyes shaking as if anxious and the lips twitching as if wanting to say something couldn’t be seen as smoke.

‘It must be an illusion?’

If there was something hidden in her, it was unlikely that Philip would know. In the first place, Instructor Priscilla was not in his database.

“… Actually, I was thinking about asking if I could let go. In case you’re rude… .”

He thought while continuing the conversation to increase intimacy.

Maybe I should use the ‘dragon horn’ on her first.

‘It’s something you never know. To be honest, as an instructor at the academy, it’s a bit suspicious that he’s never appeared in the game.’

The ‘dragon’s horn’ was an artifact that revealed the original appearance of all things and people. If she was hiding something, it was most likely her true identity.