I Became a Crazy Swordsmanship Instructor in the Game

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“… When the hell did you make this?”

Philip raised his forehead as he looked at the silent laboratory in the basement of his villa. Decorated like a magician’s secret workshop, it was an ideal environment for magic experiments or drug preparation.

Seeing all kinds of experimental tools and equipment for refining materials neatly arranged, Philip felt the area around his temples tingle.

“It’s not even a task for me to move a space of this size. baby.”

Previa seemed to have taken Philip’s question as a compliment, and turned her head away with a slight blush.

“No, I don’t own this building, so what would yousef store think if I made something like this?”

“Well, you are sensitive. Would they ask for something like that? Even if you just ask for a house like this, it’s obvious that they will give it to you.”

“Isn’t that too conscienceless?”

“Among the people I knew a long time ago, most of those who cared about things like conscience, honor, and humanity died young.”

“Are you cursing at all?”

When Phillip, who was slightly offended, let out a blank laugh, Privia laughed.

“You say that because you don’t think so. Aren’t you the kind of guy who can always ignore those things if need be? Stop talking nonsense and come over here.”

Privia pointed to the golden apples in the brilliant crystal container and said.

“As you said, I did a little research on the fruit, and it seems that taking it for a long time is definitely better. There is quite a lot of pure mana in that fruit, but at the human level, the amount that can be absorbed at one time is not even half.”

When he was told that even a 50 percent yield would not come out, Philip nodded as if he knew that.

Even in the original game, when a character ingested a golden apple, a message saying ‘It seems that the power was not completely absorbed’ was displayed.

“The problem is, as you say, to make it possible to take it for a long time, the mana contained in it must be preserved without loss, but the process is not an ordinary one. If you want to use an expedient, you can use it, but the result made like that will be a little dangerous for the children you cherish like your life.”

“Anyway, that’s a bit difficult.”

“That is not to say that it is impossible. I just need some time to study.”

“It’s not urgent anyway, so I think you can take it slow. Even if I think about it, it seems to be a bit difficult problem.”

At Philip’s consideration, Freevia frowned as if her pride had been scratched.

“For a dragon like me, three days is enough. How amazing would this fruit be? Please wait patiently.”

“Ah, yes.”

‘What are you saying… ?’

Philip grumbled and left the basement lab. Now was the time to really buy this house. Even after searching all over the world, it would be rare for a tenant to illegally extend a building in this way.

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“Kyahahahaha! stop! stop!”

Philip watched Lua and Latia playing in the garden while sipping tea. Watching the little wolf cub, like a puppy, and the still young girl roll around together, a smile came to my lips.

“The child seems to be growing well.”

“… The truth is a little unsettling. little master. That child has been in my belly too long. Originally, a Wolang tribe as big as me should be able to transform into a human form, but I haven’t been able to speak yet… .”

Roro, a warrior from the Wolang clan, was sitting next to Philip in the form of a wolf. Philip thought she was amazing. Humans are bound to break their bodies just by holding their child for ten months, but she had been protecting the child in her belly for countless hours.

“Let’s wait and see slowly. If there was something wrong, Privia-sama would have figured it out a long time ago. If he hadn’t said anything, he’d be fine.”

“… Is that right?”

Philip reassured the anxious Roro.

“king! king!”

Unaware of how distraught her mother was, the baby Wolang tribe Latia ran around wagging her tail to chase after the running Lua.

In the midst of such a peaceful time, Philip suddenly felt a strange presence. It was quite a familiar sign, so Philip tilted his head and looked in the direction where he felt the sign.

Then a black-haired woman in a black leather suit emerged from the shadow of the tree. It was Stella, the chief of the Black Myo tribe.

“long time no see. Benefactor.”

Philip waved her goodbye. However, Stella hesitated and stepped back, as if she seemed to be more concerned with Roro, who was standing next to her, than Philip.

“… Hick!”

It seemed that he felt the subtle energy emanating from Roro. As Roro tilted his head and looked at her, Stella crouched down and took a defensive posture.

“Haaagh!”

Seeing the grown woman hissing like a cat, Philip asked, greatly embarrassed.

“What’s wrong?”

Stella, who suddenly came to her senses at Philip’s question, blushed and stood up again.

“no. sorry. Well, I came here to give you some sensitive information… .”

“Then let’s go to the study. Roro. Tell Lua to take a bath before dinner. She was rolling on the ground like that, but if she just washed her face like last time, she would have to bathe Tania as punishment.”

“Leave it to me. little master.”

Philip left his back to Roro and went up to the study with Stella.

“so. What is that sensitive information?”

When he couldn’t sense anything within ten meters around him, Philip immediately asked Stella a question. Stella took out a well-dried scroll from her bosom with a serious expression. The paper was warm as if it had been in my arms for quite a while.

After untying the knot and reading the contents of the scroll, Philip looked at her in disbelief.

“… No, is this true?”

“As confirmed by the mobilization of five members of the Black Miao tribe, it is an accurate fact.”

“no… this… no… Does it make sense? How can things be like this?”

Philip said no, no, with uncharacteristic blank eyes. It was because the information delivered was so shocking that it was unbelievable.

“No matter how much he is treating his injuries, does it make sense that an existence the size of a Pandemonium grand duke escaped after being defeated by a count-level demon?”

The content of the scroll was information about the demon realm grand duke.

Dragon Dragon Negev. A dragon caught while visiting the land of demons secretly while hatchling. She was severely injured in a war that occurred a thousand years ago, and has been concentrating on treatment even now, shutting herself in her castle.

Even in such a state, she was the second strongest of the four Pandemonium Grand Dukes.

‘Ah, there are three of us now.’

Since the spirit of Elseus, originally supposed to be the Grand Duke of the Pandemonium, had been decreed in the hands of him and Privia, it was thought that there would be no one strong enough to become the Grand Duke of the Pandemonium over the next few years.

“The Arch Lich Pandemonium, called ‘Shadow Skull’, has now occupied the Negev castle, and the castle, which was filled with Dark Drake and all kinds of dragons, was filled with skeletons and undead. Our agent even confirmed that the skull was hanging on the wall and returned, so it must be true.”

“… under.”

At Stella’s report, Philip sighed as he touched his forehead.

‘Shadow Skull Pandaem’.

He was a genius necromancer who stained the continent with fear and death hundreds of years ago. After polishing his necromantic skills by roaming tombs and battlefields unnoticed for over ten years, he single-handedly killed half of the Blandier kingdom’s army, which was a fairly strong nation.

Having become a hero of the continent, he threw himself into the Pandemonium and became the highest undead, Arch Lich.

‘… In fact, he should have been defeated by Elseus and destroyed.’

In the original work, he was a mediocre minor who went off the stage because his spirit was destroyed in an attempt to turn Elseus, a powerful ghost, into a Death Knight.

‘No matter how much I think about it, that’s the only reason.’

The only reason why Pandaeum suddenly attacked the Negev was because Philip sent Elseus out too soon.

Right now, there was no other variable that came to mind.

Stella was a little taken aback by Philip’s reaction more serious than expected. It was because the change of the demon world grand duke had happened often in the past, and it was because he thought that it was not that important to the human Phillip.

“Why are you like that? Are you a benefactor?”

“it’s nothing. Thank you for coming here in person. How are you these days?”

Stella tilted her head as she saw Philip asking how he was doing out of nowhere.

“yes? Ah yes. I’m doing well.”

“I will tell Yousef Corporation to increase support for the Black Myo tribe. Thank you for your hard work.”

“… … I will continue to dedicate myself to working!”

At the mention of money, the disciplined Stella immediately fell to one knee.

Soon after she left, Philip, who was left alone, had arrogant thoughts.

For him, this wasn’t just an infighting behind enemy lines. The fact that the Grand Duke of Makai was replaced was tantamount to saying that more than half of his paintings would be torn away.

I couldn’t just let all the strategies and tactics I envisioned against the evil dragon Negev become a blank slate.

He pondered, shaking his legs and scratching his head.

‘It looks like they couldn’t withstand the Arch Rich’s offensive. Negev’s kin are powerful, but they have physical limitations. However, Pandaem is an arc lich that can pull out virtually infinite undead… .’

It was understandable that the Negev, which was concentrating on recovery, could not hold on if Pandaem had made up its mind and changed resources.

As far as Phillip knew, Negev, the dead dragon with the greatest power, did not last long. If you can’t directly kill the enemy commander, Pandaem, within the limited time, you will have no choice but to be defeated.

It was a story that the compatibility was very bad.

“Damn it… … .”

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t find an answer.

No, the answer was already out there. However, it was just a method that Philip could neither admit nor use.

“Anyway, how is it?”

Philip groaned and groaned.

His conclusion was simple.

Somehow, I had to make Negev regain the title of Grand Duke of the Demon World. And now the only person who can help her is Philip.

The moonlight sword he learned had the power of Pasa, and the sword steel he cast using that power was enough to pierce through the essence of the Arch Lich. The Arch Lich, who gained life through necromancy, could never withstand it theoretically.

‘Then I guess I can help Negev, the Grand Duke of the Pandemonium, and take Pandeum’s head, who has become the new Grand Duke of the Pandemonium. It’s really easy and comfortable, right?’

Philip, who had come to have cognitive dissonance, laughed and murmured.

“The level of mangem… .”

Philip quietly made his way to the cellar.

I’ve been thinking about this myself, but I haven’t come up with an answer.

Freevia could have given him an answer to his worries.

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