I Became a Crazy Swordsmanship Instructor in the Game

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Moving by carriage, Philip and his party headed for a mansion a little far from the shopping district.

“Here it is. Philip. It is a villa where royalty from neighboring countries stay for a short time when they visit their children or relatives who have entered the academy, but there are about three more buildings like this in Sanghoe anyway.”

With a satisfied expression, Philip looked around the villa Rizriel had guided him to. There were six rooms on the second floor, and they were full of all kinds of expensive furniture and ornaments.

“You say you’ll lend me the way?”

“I just want to give it to you, but it’s kind of difficult.”

Philip nodded.

“What would it be? Anything else ready?”

“Sure. The butler, the head maid, the chef, and the gardener have already been hired, and the butler will hire the rest of the workers. Philip, just make yourself comfortable here.”

‘I don’t think he’s suspicious.’

It was an expected result, but Lizriel was more favorable than Philip thought.

He thought that he might doubt the authenticity of ‘Youssef’s Golden Seal’, but it seemed that he had a way to verify the authenticity.

“I need to pee. Where is the bathroom?”

Lua, who had been standing quietly, suddenly spoke. Felicia, a former noblewoman, was taken aback by her direct expression.

“You can’t talk like that. You are a fourteen-year-old girl, and there is a man here.”

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“… ?”

Lua tilted her head as if she didn’t know what the problem was. Felicia touched her forehead.

She also knew the environment Lua grew up in.

“The bathroom is at the end of the hallway.”

Lizriel replied.

“thank you. I’ll go with you for a while.”

Felicia took Lua and headed to the bathroom.

‘… I asked him to come, but why did he come?’

Philip tilted his head. He didn’t know why Felicia followed.

When the two of them were left alone in the drawing room, Philip asked a question.

“When are you planning to release the ‘Golden Seal’?”

Phillip asked, and Lizriel smiled slightly and snapped her finger.

“I will take care of that. Actually, I still can’t believe it. That seal is my best weapon.”

“Are you completely trusting me?”

Lizriel let out a small sigh.

“… Asking that means that you don’t intend to deceive me. When people deceive people, there is a purpose. Especially when you’re trying to trick someone like me who has the ability to destroy someone who deceived you, shouldn’t you have a grand purpose of your own?”

“I guess so.”

“But you put no conditions on me. It’s not like you don’t know how much benefit you can get from me. Such people are usually just outrageous swindlers or people with a few days left to live. But you are neither. So I rather believe in it.”

“… Could I be a cheater?”

“Anyway, I don’t have any options left. If we continue to compete for succession like this, there is no chance of winning. In other words, Philip, you are my dice for gambling. You don’t have to look at me for nothing. Until you betray me, I will do my best to earn your favor.”

Philip nodded.

Rizriel Youssef was a brilliant merchant, so it was unnatural for her to trust herself so easily. So I wanted to know the reason, but if it was that kind of reason, it was understandable enough.

‘You’ve been pretty driven from this point on. You don’t believe it for a reason, you believe it just because you want to believe it.’

Originally, Rizriel’s fate would have been quite cruel if she hadn’t been involved with the main characters. Of course it won’t be anymore.

“Ah, the girls who went to pick flowers over there are coming.”

Felicia and Lua, who had gone down to the first floor, were coming up together holding hands.

‘Women make friends quickly.’

Philip approached Lua and asked.

“Lou, how are you? Do you like this place?”

“yes? Mmm, what a nice home.”

Lua answered without much hesitation. She had never seen such a large house. It seemed to be ten times bigger than the village headman’s house at the bottom of the mountain.

“Good thing. It’s your home from now on, and you have to like it.”

Philip nodded.

“… yes? I am… why?”

Lua widened her eyes.

“That’s because I’m going to officially sponsor you from now on, and I don’t want the girl I’m sponsoring to live in a dormitory.”

Lua blinked at the word sponsorship.

“support… what is this?”

It was a word she remembered hearing at the entrance ceremony, but she didn’t know what it meant.

“To put it simply and straightforwardly, it means that I will be your protector. What you eat, what you wear, where you live, what you sleep. I mean, I’m going to take responsibility for all of that.”

“therefore… why?”

Lua was naive, but not stupid. Philip felt the need to convince her.

‘What should I say?’

After thinking for a moment, Philip replied with a small smile.

“I just want to do it. Why don’t you like it?”

Lua tilted her head.

It wasn’t that I didn’t like it. I’m just confused because I don’t know what’s going on.

‘Why would you be so nice to me? I want to ask the uncle if he exists.’

In her short life, unconditional favor could only be expected from her uncle and Ruen.

The people of the village under the mountain were reluctant to grow up without parents and Ruen, and the village children did not play with her.

Occasionally, the boys who had entered puberty would launch a gift offensive to take her to a dark place, but Lua could clearly see their intentions.

As for Philip, she did not know.

‘Maybe I’m pitiful.’

She remembered the look on Philip’s face as he carried her out of the dormitory.

In the gaze full of pity and pity, there was even a glimpse of guilt, and the hand that handled her was as careful as handling a fragile glass.

‘… I don’t know. But I don’t hate it.’

There was no objection whatsoever. It’s just sudden. But I didn’t want to go back to the dorm.

After being forced to break up with Ruen, she lived in indifference and cold-heartedness for several days.

The children sharing the same room were nice, but not nice enough to put up with the cries of a commoner girl they hadn’t seen for days.

‘Do you need help? Is there anything I can do to help?’

‘I understand you’re sad, but… .’

A lukewarm indifference, neither cold nor warm. If it had been cold and cold, Lua might have forgotten her sadness to some extent.

The kindness and consideration that came from learning rather than sincerity hurt more.

‘I didn’t want to cry either.’

Having made up her mind, Lua nodded.

“jeon… great.”

Philip reached out and stroked Lua’s brown hair.

“Good idea.”

Meanwhile, Felicia, who was watching the scene, bit her nails in extreme confusion.

‘… Should I dry it? What can I say?’

On the outside, it looked like a scene from a fairy tale, warm and nice to look at. However, it was important that the main characters were his students and Philip Oswald.

‘Has he really changed?’

The problem was Philip. Felicia was very aware of Philip’s violent and egotistical nature.

Although the anger did not directly affect her, it was clear that she did not have a temper that could be easily changed.

If Philip had been his old personality, she would have stepped forward and stopped him right now.

However, the younger brother he hadn’t seen in years had changed so much.

Just yesterday, Felicia thought she fainted when she heard from Diannan Farrenhal that she had been arguing with Philip’s senior instructors.

‘What did you just say? fight? Philip?’

‘huh. I heard there was an argument with Instructor Haron Babe.’

‘knife… Didn’t you draw the knife? What happened to Instructor Babe?’

‘… Felicia. Your brother just had a little argument. I heard Haron Babe crossed the line first.’

‘what? brawl? It can’t be?’

Philip was a man who had never been involved in an argument. It was because the fist or sword came out first rather than words.

The quarrel was not an accident, she thought.

In the first place, I didn’t even think that Philip had done anything wrong. She had already told the swordsmanship instructors firmly.

Philip is like a failed magic that can explode at any moment, so never start a fight with him.

If he causes trouble, he will take responsibility and punish it, so just avoid it.

Even after saying this, it was the instructor’s fault, Haron Babe, who touched him.

“… You, talk to me for a second.”

“uh? why not?”

Felicia left the drawing room holding Philip’s wrist. Lizriel, who was watching the scene, smiled brightly at Lua.

“hi?”

“hello.”

Lua bowed her head. Lizriel smiled happily as if Lua was cute, then opened her mouth.

“Do you know what happens when you freeze sweet cream with magic?”

It was a good impression faster than light.

* * *

“… You said you had a fight with Instructor Haron Babe.”

Felicia, who dragged Philip to the terrace on the second floor, parted her lips.

Philip was startled. But in hindsight, it was natural. It was strange that Instructor Harron had even tried to pull out the knife, but Felicia didn’t know.

“Oh, it was. I didn’t want to either… … Sorry.”

At Philip’s apology, Felicia spat out a laugh as if she was dumbfounded.

“Why are you apologizing? I heard Instructor Haron Babe crossed the line first.”

“It was something I could have endured.”

“Patience? you?”

“… Can’t you stand it?”

“No, I’ve been patient… That’s it.”

Philip stared at Felicia, who hurriedly changed her words.

She didn’t even seem to know what she wanted to say.

‘Is it puberty?’

“Well, if it’s not a very important story, can I go back? I have a lot to do from now on.”

‘I’ve got to go get some money soon.’

Then Felicia’s eyes narrowed and she turned her head away.

“… Do as you please.”

Philip hesitated for a moment, as he seemed to have pouted. However, Felicia’s mouth didn’t seem to open, so he tried to move back to the drawing room.

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Then, Felicia’s calm voice came from behind.

“Philip Oswald.”

“why?”

“That kid, why are you trying to sponsor me?”

Philip blinked. I couldn’t tell the truth that that little girl would awaken as a descendant of the Sword Saint in about five years.

“Because you seemed to need adult help. If my sister had seen Lua crying in her dorm bed, she wouldn’t have asked me this question.”

Felicia felt persuasive. It was because she also saw Lua sleeping exhausted from crying.

She found no justification or reason to disturb Philip.

Philip was still uneasy, but it was too unreasonable to deprive Lua of just that much of the good fortune.

“… Once you decide to sponsor, you have to take responsibility until the end. It’s pretty… that you decided to sponsor that kid. It was a great choice, but I don’t think it changed you.”

Felicia said vaguely.

She was quite ashamed, as she never thought the day would come when she would speak like this again to her younger sister, whom she had ignored and hated.

“Okay, I’m going to buy Lua’s clothes, is your sister going too?”

“what?”

“It’s the weekend soon, so you need to wear clothes for going out. Since you have to train your sword, you must have a useful sword, and you will need some pocket money, right? And what should I do with that frizzy hair?”

It seemed like there was no need to worry.

Philip had an interesting imagination a long time ago.

It was a very commonplace yet extremely unlikely realization of swiping an infinite credit card at random.

‘This is pleasure without responsibility.’

He and Lua had entered the most luxurious boutique near the academy.

“Oh, welcome!”

A woman in her 30s who appeared to be the store manager broke into a cold sweat when she saw Philip.

‘… Is that young man Rizriel Youssef’s lover?’

It was an absurd misunderstanding, but she couldn’t help but think so.

Otherwise, Rizriel Youssef would not have decided to calculate all the clothes that young man chose.

Many of the products in this boutique were so expensive that even aristocrats could not afford them.

Philip said, looking at his mistress.

“Ah, nice to meet you. I’m going to buy some clothes for this girl here, except for the corset, can you recommend some clothes that are comfortable for movement?”

He was the most handsome young man his mistress had ever seen.

Her expression almost melted, but she hurriedly regained her senses. I did not know what kind of retaliation I would face from the branch manager of Yusef Co.

Lua opened her eyes wide as she looked around the boutique where all kinds of fancy clothes were displayed.

“Is there anything you like?”

“I don’t see anything I can wear?”

There were many dresses aimed at adult women, not immature girls like her.

“Just choose what you like out of what you see. After all, just buy it and fit it to your body.”

Philip said so and buried himself on the sofa in the store.

The landlady, who had been listening to this, blinked her eyes in amazement.

‘… what?’

It was something someone who doesn’t know anything about fashion would say.

Cut off ready-made clothes and fix them? If that’s the case, why do children’s clothes exist? Conflicted between her pride as an expert and the threat to her livelihood, she shut her mouth with a devastated expression.

‘It looks like something a princess wears.’

Lua opened her mouth slightly as she looked at dresses with lots of lace or dresses with cute frills and ribbons.

“… I’ll have to pick out a few.”

Philip smiled when he saw Lua looking around with his eyes wide open.

He got up from the sofa and looked around the clothes on display.

‘My hair is brown, so I could coordinate it with beige or white. Pink looks good too.’

Lua was still at an age where she hadn’t even lost her breasts.

Therefore, cute clothes fit better than adult clothes.

“I’d like to try on some clothes. Is there a changing room or something?”

“I put a curtain over there. Maybe the maid… ?”

The young ladies who came to a place like this usually came with a maid or a nanny.

“… .”

Philip looked at his mistress in silence. The look in her eyes meant that there was no such thing as a maid, but I had to change clothes.

“I will help you. Come on, lady. this way for a while… .”

Lua followed her mistress and went through the curtains inside.

She changed clothes several times, choosing a polka-dotted dress, a dress with frills and a shawl, and comfortable pajamas.

Philip smiled softly at Lua who came out wearing a dress.

‘I think tying my hair would be cuter.’

As men get older, they become more and more feminine and tend to focus on cute hobbies and items.

Whether it’s knitting, gardening, or having a pet.

Of course, Philip couldn’t escape the law either.

It felt like he was out shopping with his nephew, so he decided to spice things up a bit.

“Come here for a second.”

“yes.”

Philip picked out a sky-blue ribbon that would go well with her brown hair and tied Lua’s hair together in a neat knot.

“Mmm.”

It was a pretty satisfactory result.

Lua also approached the mirror placed on one side, wondering if she was curious about her appearance, and opened her mouth with a heh.

There was a girl he had never seen before. A girl wearing a knee-length white dress with a sky blue ribbon.

“I don’t think I am.”

As Lua muttered, Philip nodded.

A well-fed and well-slept child was different from the beginning. Besides, since she was originally pretty and well-dressed, she was really lovely like a well-made doll.

“Please ship all of this.”

When Philip said, the mistress replied that she would understand. Then a blue dress caught Philip’s eyes. It was a luxury item with jewels and lace.

“Ah, that too, please.”

“yes. All right.”

It was a pretty satisfying shopping. It was even more like shopping with other people’s money.

“Let’s go out now.”

Philip left the boutique with Lua. There was still so much to live for.

* * *

The next place I stopped by was a shop that doubles as a blacksmith’s shop and an armory shop.

It was a kind of secret shop hidden deep in a back alley, and it was also the shop Philip visited most often in the game.

“Where are you?”

“It’s a place that sells things like swords, shields, and armor. Once inside, don’t say anything and stay still. The owner’s personality is a bit dirty.”

“yes.”

“You are nice.”

Philip casually stroked Lua’s hair and entered the shop.

“… what? Who introduced you?”

A place where the smell of molten iron and oil vibrates.

A muscular man without a shirt, wearing only overalls, greeted Philip and Lua with a hammer.

“If I told you that I came without an introduction, wouldn’t you sell things? I know what you are doing.”

When Philip asked, the man shook his head with a dissatisfied expression.

“no. I will have to eat and live. But I won’t sell too much stuff to an unqualified person.”

‘It’s tricky after all.’

The name of this store is ‘Johnson’s Armory Store.’ That muscular man’s name was Jonson, and he was a former wizard blacksmith who had formally studied magic at the Yellow Mage Tower.

According to the setting, he is the only person on the continent who has succeeded in fusing smelting technology and magic.

Even if he ignored the other merchants, it was easier to get along with Johnsson.

“So what are you going to buy?”

“I want to buy a sword and belt for this kid to use.”

“Are you the one paying the money?”

“yes.”

“Then you should see what talent you have. If you show me what you think is the most outstanding talent you have, I will sell you a product that matches the value.”

Olsen was a great craftsman and a man of reasonable pride.

Even in the original game, in order to purchase equipment from him, you had to learn a certain level of skill or vision.

Philip thought for a moment.

‘It would be better to show him how to handle magic.’

I wanted to show off a level of skill that would leave Olsen in shock.

“Please lend me a sword for a moment.”

His belt was empty because he had left Neria at the mansion. Shop owner Orson frowned at Phillip’s request.

“Can it be a dagger?”

“Enough.”

Philip took the dagger Orson handed him and held it in his hand.

As soon as I concentrated my mind, a blue sword rose from the dagger. Seeing that, Orson snorted.

“joy. There are many people in the world who can handle aura. Is that all?”

“It can’t be.”

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Philip smiled and swung his dagger into the air.

Then, surprisingly, the sword drawn by Philip suddenly stretched out like a whip and crashed into the opposite wall several meters away.

Looking at the scars left on the hard brick, Orson’s mouth gaped open.

“… f*ck this! What have you been doing?”

Philip frowned.

“No, the child is listening, so why are you swearing?”

“Do you know me? Explain what you just did. No, how did you transform the external aura like that? It’s something that can only be done with magic. Besides, the total amount of mana hasn’t changed, has it?”

“But are you okay?”

Orson gritted his teeth at Phillip’s reply.

The unthinkable was happening right in front of his eyes.

The magical power that the swordsman handles is refined in the form of ‘Auror’ and affects the outside, and the magician deals with the magical power itself.

‘Magic’ is a phenomenon in which a certain law is created with spells and spells, and the movement and nature of mana change according to the law.

Phillip, who seemed to be a swordsman, infused the property of ‘elasticity’ into the refined form of magic called ‘Auror’ without any spells or spells.

Anyone with a lot of knowledge of magical powers would never believe what Philip did without seeing it for himself.

‘As expected, he’s a wizard, so he’s trying to find out what I did at once.’

It was a little bit, but it felt like my self-esteem was filled. Phillip stroked his chin in satisfaction.

“No, so how did you do it?”

“If I don’t tell you, won’t you sell things?”

“f*ck! That’s not it!”

Orson kicked the ground with his foot as if his body was heating up. The response was very satisfactory.

“We’re not very close, so can’t we just inform you? Can I take a look at your stuff first?”

When Phillip encouraged him in a soft voice, Orson immediately understood what he meant.

‘okay. This baby. I’m sure you’ll hear it often, so I’m asking you to take a good look at it.’

“Wait a minute.”

Contrary to his youthful appearance, he sighed and headed for the warehouse, thinking that he was quite a roll.

In his returned hand was a black longsword and a pair of leather armbands.

“… I never thought I’d be selling this. This black guy has a sword named ‘The Seeker’, but as an introductory sword, there’s nothing better than this. If you hold it up and wield it frequently, it will automatically change to the length and weight that best suit the owner’s body.”

Orson held out his jet-black sword to Lua, who was standing there. Next was the leather belt.

“This armband is a wyvern hide with a spell inscribed with manticore blood, and if there is a situation where a strong shock to the wrist causes the sword to drop, it will stop it several times.”

Just from the description, I could tell how good they were.

Philip received the girdle and sword and wore them around his black waist, and tried to put the girdle on Lua’s wrist, but when he remembered that Lua was wearing a dress, he kicked himself.

I was thinking of going back.

“Damn it… I don’t know about you, but there was already a guy with that sword, and he’ll come again and do all kinds of f*cking sh*t.”

“Oh, and I want to buy another one.”

“What else?”

“Are there any swords you are selling mixed with Mithril?”

“… No, how do you know that?”

Orson clicked his tongue again. Surely there was such a thing, but not many people knew about it.

“Can I have a look at it?”

Orson said yes, then disappeared for a moment before reappearing.

He soon returned with a silver sword. Philip looked at the sword and sighed.

‘As expected, it hasn’t sold yet at this point.’

The blade was thin and elongated, so it was close to a rapier, and it was too beautiful to say that it was used in actual combat.

But Philip knew in whose hands this sword fell.

‘I can’t let it fall into the hands of that crazy half-elf.’

“I will buy this too.”

“This? This is a failure. It’s embarrassing to even say it’s my work. It’s a thing without any magical function. I won’t stop you if you want to buy it. I will only accept the price of the mithril inside.”

‘You’re selling that open-air item cheaply?’

Philip bowed his head slightly to express his gratitude.

“Oh, I want to present it to my sister.”

Saying that, Philip held out a piece of paper to Orson. It was a kind of promissory note, stating that the Yousef store would pay for everything the young man purchased.

‘Yousef superior? What the hell are you doing? Where would you like to be royalty? I guess that’s what it looks like.’

“… Hey, what the hell are you doing?”

After thinking for a moment, Orson asked. The secret weapon of any magic tower, or a member of the famous ‘Sword God’, was ready to be surprised.

“You mean that? This is the new academy swordsmanship instructor. You’ll hear it often, so please don’t treat me harshly.”

Philip said that and left Orson’s pitching shop.

“… Instructor? It sucks.”

Left alone, Orson murmured.

The talent that Philip showed him was shocking and innovative enough to open up a new horizon in swordsmanship, and it was the use of magical powers.

‘I need to know who you are.’

He intended to somehow find out Philip’s identity through his connections.

And exactly 30 minutes later, Orson was able to completely figure out Philip’s identity.