I Became a Crazy Swordsmanship Instructor in the Game

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Philip, who had not been able to sleep for four days, finally reached the final stage of making the elixir.

In a test tube resembling an hourglass, the ingredients mixed through all the processes were piled up, and when it was turned upside down, the essence of the ingredients gathered together and fell into the crystal bottle drop by drop.

The liquid that gathered this essence was the elixir, but the problem was that it had to be checked in real time to see if the liquid droplets mixed with impurities were entering the bottle.

If the color of the drops was even a little strange, I had to filter it out by hand using a prepared filter immediately.

“There are still 48 hours left. All you have to do is watch this damn flask, don’t even blink for two days. Transparent colored drops, blue drops, and light green drops are fine, but drops with even a little yellow or red mixed in are not acceptable.”

“… oh my god.”

It was a level of difficulty that even the dragon fainted. They said you just have to look, but it didn’t make sense to watch the water dripping for two whole days without missing a single drop.

“Can’t I leave this level to someone else?”

To Privia’s question, Philip answered without taking his eyes off the flask.

“It’s not possible. How much would you resent if you entrusted it to someone else and made a mistake? I don’t want to resent others for my work.”

“If you feel sleepy or have trouble concentrating, tell me, and I will cast a spell on you.”

“I would appreciate it if you would do that.”

From that moment on, Philip began to focus on the flask.

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“… Uh.”

For the first time since being possessed by this world, Philip felt extreme fatigue.

Elixir manufacturing had little to do with physical strength, swordsmanship, or talent. There is nothing to say if innate willpower and mental power are also talents, but it is also true that the ability to control one’s body and emotions is the most important.

Philip headed to the underground space where Privia’s main body was sleeping while carrying the bottle containing the elixir.

The silver dragon, curled up and sleeping, was overwhelmed by its size and majesty from up close, but looked a bit cute from a distance.

“Where can I feed this… ?”

Philip asked Privia, who was standing next to her.

“I saw Elixir once during my hatchling days. I just remember being in the Dragon Lord’s treasury when he was still a young dragon. You seem to know more about the elixir than I do, so you can do it yourself.”

Philip pondered for a moment at Pribia’s answer.

“There is a method that is most effective, but you may feel a bit reluctant.”

Freevia smiled and reassured Philip.

“Aren’t I in a position to cover things up? I am in a position to recover my body by relying on your kindness.”

“Then let me ask you one thing first. Do dragons have an anus?”

Privia felt admiration, shame, and irritation at Philip’s knowledge at the same time. It was an unknown knowledge in human societies where medicine was not developed that it was best to absorb it through the mucous membranes in the body.

Of course, that was it, and if Philip hadn’t been a little less tired or had an elixir bottle in his hand, he would have had to taste Privia’s fist.

“… my… If you approach even near my tail, you know that I will be scolded. Do you understand?”

At her bluff, her face flushed, Philip had no choice but to head towards the mouth of the body. Climbing up on its forepaws, it soon saw its nostrils spouting colorful breaths and its mouth that was quietly closed.

“Open your mouth. The elixir goes in.”

“Wait a minute.”

Freevia connected her consciousness to the body for the first time in over a hundred years. The current body made of her teeth fell with a thud, and the great silver dragon opened its eyes.

When she opened her mouth, Philip was relieved.

‘My breath doesn’t smell.’

He thoughtlessly tossed the elixir bottle in his hand into the dragon’s wide throat. The palm-sized elixir bottle hit Privia’s uvula and went into her esophagus.

The crystal bottle could not withstand the dragon’s digestive power and corroded. Privia closed her eyes slightly, feeling the elixir spread in her stomach.

After a while, the light began to slowly return to the silver dragon’s scales.

‘It kills the effect.’

-Your strength is returning. It’s still far from its prime, but if left alone for a while, it seems to come back completely.

The flames of Freevia rang in my head. Soon, a brilliant silver light spread from the silver dragon’s entire body, and it gradually decreased in size.

In the place where the light had disappeared, a silver-haired girl in her late teens stood there, not even a thread passed through.

“It’s been a long time since I did a polymorph with the main body.”

She was so beautiful that even Philip was startled. The high-pressure eyes and annoyed expressions were still the same, but it was hard to bear looking at them even without that.

“Is it like that?”

“Well, yes. baby boy I need to recover for about ten days from now, so you go and get some rest.”

After saying that, Privia snapped her fingers. Then the body of the dragon soldier leaning on Philip wriggled and jumped up.

Her eyes were a bit blurry, but compared to when she was conscious, her expression was very calm.

“Give me instructions. master.”

When Philip looked at Privia with eyes demanding an explanation, she smiled and opened her mouth.

“It was to awaken the ego of the dragon soldier. He was asleep while I was in that body. Most will listen unless it is a very complex command.”

As soon as Philip heard that explanation, he gave orders to the mercenary soldiers.

“Pick me up and go to my bedroom.”

“yes. As instructed.”

I really felt like dying now. Freevia opened the portal, and as soon as Philip was carried on the bed by the mercenary soldier, he fell asleep as if he were dead.

* * *

For three days and three nights Philip ate and slept. By the time the vitality returned to his emaciated face, news came that the king would visit the villa soon.

“It is said that he is visiting secretly with only an escort, so I don’t think you need to be too nervous.”

Philip nodded at Camilla’s explanation.

“okay. i get it.”

The preparations were to be made by the servants and maids anyway. There was no particular need to look good to the king, so preparations were already minimal.

“I will go home. Instructor!”

“me too!”

“okay. Don’t go to bed too late.”

Johnny, who had come to the house to play, felt something strange and ran away with Cheryl to his house.

After checking the cleanliness of the drawing room and dining room, Philip thought he was ready to welcome the king, and went up to the study to organize class materials for the next semester.

At sunset, two men arrived at the front door of the villa. It was a gray-haired middle-aged man and an old man with great bones.

Philip knew that their identities were King Belofer Elseus Calaria Jr., and the Royal Knights Commander and Aura Master, Earl of Denbrough, so he ordered them to be treated with utmost respect.

The highest quality and most precious wine they had, and luxurious desserts ordered from Crucell Bakery in advance filled the drawing room table.

The king and the count were not displeased at all, as if they hadn’t thought about a dinner in the first place.

“It is an honor to see His Majesty the King, the protector of Kalaria.”

“You’re my child’s blood brother, so understand that I’m comfortable with you.”

“of course. your majesty.”

King Belofer, a middle-aged man who arrived at the drawing room, took a close look at Philip, who greeted him according to the manners. Contrary to rumors, there was nothing special about him except for the fact that he was calm and decent.

“your majesty!”

Camilla, who met her real father, walked towards the king with tears in her eyes. The king embraced her tenderly.

“Looks like you’ve been doing well. That young man seems to be treating me pretty well. I need to talk to your guardian now, so please wait a little bit.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

At this time, Philip’s gaze was directed to the Earl of Denbrough, the king’s escort. He was the king’s son-in-law, commander of the Royal Knights, and Aura Master.

He glared at Philip with ferocious eyes, then opened his mouth with an empty laugh.

“under! your majesty. I have a question I want to ask that young man.”

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“Please.”

The count, with the king’s permission, asked Philip.

“How old are you?”

“I’m only twenty-two.”

“There was another genius like my grandson here. Count Oswald must be pretty proud of you. Your Majesty, this young man deserves to compete with me. You’re much better than my chaff-like underlings.”

“Is that enough?”

The king looked at Philip with a frown in his eyes. He knew how strict the Royal Knight Commander was with young people, so it was amazing that such an evaluation could come out.

“This is an exaggerated statement. Count. It’s just enough to keep me healthy.”

When Philip spat out words of humility, the Earl of Denbrough laughed.

“If the day comes when the continent falls into the hands of demons, you may be right. I don’t want to look too humble, so it’s better to be moderately arrogant. Otherwise, all sorts of wormy things will stick to it. Those who are blinded by greed have no fear. Even if you’re an Auror Master, you’ll be flying around and whimpering to devour flesh.”

Philip nodded at the advice from experience. It was something Philip knew very well and was wary of.

“I will keep that in mind.”

“Before returning to the palace, I want to mix swords with you, so prepare them.”

‘No, what?’

Philip broke into a cold sweat at the Count’s declaration. I didn’t really like it because my body wasn’t back to normal yet.

“go… thank you.”

However, it was impossible to refuse in this atmosphere. Philip thanked him in a trembling voice.

“It’s been a long time since I met a young man who caught my eye, and my body heats up.”

Next it was the king’s turn.

“Since the Count evaluates it that way, I guess I don’t have to worry about my daughter’s safety. Now that the first problem is solved, let’s solve the second problem. Let me pass on the surroundings.”

“Are you all right, Your Majesty?”

The Count, who had recognized Philip’s skill to some extent, asked with concern, but the King quietly nodded.

The Earl of Denbrough took Camilla out of the parlor. After confirming that the surroundings had become completely quiet, the king opened his mouth in a very cautious manner.

“Are you thinking of marrying Camilla? By the end of the year if possible.”

“yes? what a… Are you talking, Your Majesty?”

Philip, who almost asked what bullsh*t he was talking about, managed to catch the opposite s*x.