I Became a Crazy Swordsmanship Instructor in the Game

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“This isn’t really coercion, nor is it an official invitation. I’m just asking about your intentions. If you’re willing to do that, you’ll have to talk to your family.”

The king was a very prudent and gentleman. Philip, perhaps sensing something in his attitude, corrected his expression and opened his mouth.

“I-I’m sorry, but may I ask if there’s something wrong?”

“hmm. You are also quite cautious.”

“Not really.”

“If you need to understand, let me add a little explanation. Grand Duke Smuntana wants Camilla. It seems that he wanted to have the king’s lineage as the heir’s companion.”

Grand Duke Smuntana was the owner of the principality located in the western part of the Kingdom of Calaria.

He was the head of a family with so much history that it wouldn’t be strange to call himself a king if given the opportunity, and he was also the lord who had been sworn in by the Auror Master.

An heir to such a family might make an attractive marriage partner in its own way, but Philip knew the family for what it was.

‘They’re nothing short of a typical example of weak and weak. They’re also the ones who wouldn’t be surprised if they betrayed first in a future war.’

In the original work, it was a group attached to demons several times. If Camilla were to marry the heir of the family, she too could have paid the price for her betrayal.

“You seem to know a little about the family of the Duke of Smuntana.”

The king’s sharp gaze was directed at Philip. He wasn’t very strong, and he wasn’t particularly intelligent, but he seemed to have the ability to see through people.

“I don’t know, but… .”

“I know them well. Just because they are linked by marriage to Kalaria, they are not the seeds that will help you at a crucial moment. But you are different. A native of Calaria, and a member of Count Oswald, who has been loyal to the royal family for a long time.”

Only then did Philip understand why the king was making this proposal.

‘It’s because of the collapse of Count Elroy’s family.’

When the politically static Count Erroy faced a situation that was tantamount to destruction, the king was relieved.

The king, who was still too young to be considered an old man, must have been looking into the future ten years later, and seemed intent on tying Philip, a talent guaranteed by the royal knight commander, by blood.

After organizing his thoughts, Philip asked while looking at the king.

“Do you want me to be loyal to the royal family?”

The king smiled and replied.

“The Count is a little old. Preparing the next generation is the job of people like me.”

“Princess Camilla has only known me for about ten days. In my eyes, she is still a small, young girl. Marriage is a once-in-a-lifetime thing, and it’s not too late to think about it after enjoying your childhood, I think.”

Philip said that and looked at the king’s reaction. He seemed to have grasped something of Philip’s deliberately hidden intentions. He sighed and then narrowed his eyes.

“… Are you thinking about the future? I didn’t want to go so far, but you have a pretty cocky side.”

“If you think so, I can’t help it, but please postpone your judgment for a while. your majesty. It’s not too late to think after seeing me mixing swords with Count Denbrough.”

Philip felt the need to direct traffic at this point. In the yard where I had a lot of work to do, I had no desire to be active even in the political arena.

The King seemed to think for a moment, then nodded heavily. Her gaze at Philip became a little stricter than before.

“Don’t let that happen. You better not let me down.”

* * *

The reputed Auror Master and the academy instructor faced each other with their swords in their hands.

Count Denbrough confirmed that Philip’s expression was very relaxed ahead of the match, and smiled on his lips.

‘He was born with a strong heart.’

He thought of his grandson Joffrey Denbrough. A young man in his early 30s, one generation older than Philip, currently serving in the Aurum Knights.

Despite his bloodline, he was a talent at the level of admiration, and his personality was also good. The old Auror Master thought that if a large-scale battle with the demons broke out, his grandson would play an active role that would go down in history.

And the young man standing in front of him had a similar momentum to his grandson.

born genius. The composure and concentration that only those with heaven-sent talent can show were clearly present in that well-proportioned body.

‘But it’s still a long way off.’

“I’ll give you a player, so do whatever you want.”

As the Count said, snapping his wooden sword, Philip tilted his head.

“… Can I really?”

It was an expression of disbelief, so the count smiled and nodded.

‘I know that feeling all too well. Because it’s the time when you know you’re the best in the world. If I’m lucky, I wonder if even the Auror Master can try it.’

The Earl of Denbrough, as a prodigy of the past, also had such days. He intended to engrave the lesson of life firmly in the heart of the young genius.

‘Now, come and see. Boy.’

With the Count’s leisure in sight, Philip slowly took up his stance.

‘I didn’t expect to try this already.’

Philip recently gained a small realization while dealing directly with the ancient treasure called ‘Thunderbolt’. It was said that if the aura’s control reached an extreme level, lightning might dwell in the human body.

Of course, since air is not a conductor, lightning really won’t strike, but if mana, which can be said to be a particle of aura, moves at a speed as close as possible to the speed of light, a similar effect could be produced.

“… In that case, please wait a moment. It will only take a moment.”

Philip held the iron sword with both hands. As soon as I moved the aura at the maximum speed possible by consuming a lot of mental power, sparks appeared on the surface of the steel sword with a crackling sound.

At that point, the count’s expression became strange.

‘What is that bastard doing?’

Earl of Denbrough, who had been practicing his sword for at least forty years, could confidently answer that he did not know what Philip was doing. He couldn’t even guess what to do with the aura to make such a phenomenon happen.

Even now, he wanted to cancel the words of conceding the player, but as an aura master, royal knight commander, and a senior in life before that, his lips did not part.

“… You know how to do something fun. Would you like to come in now?”

I could only pretend to be relaxed and forced myself to smile. Philip nodded and examined the weakness of the Earl of Denbrough, who was holding his sword in an upright position.

Just the act of measuring the interval between breaths made the count feel cold sweat running down his back. Philip’s level of pure swordsmanship was also not to be ignored.

If the count had been able to move freely, there would have been dozens of ways to block that attack in advance, but he couldn’t pick up what he had already said.

It seemed that if he did something wrong, he could face great disgrace in front of the king.

He said he would give up his first attack, so he couldn’t avoid it. The Count raised his aura by reading all of Philip’s bodily reactions with his eyes, ears, and skin. Sword energy, not sword steel, was covering his iron sword.

“Suck!”

Philip aimed for the Count’s shoulder and cut his sword diagonally. Instead of an aura, the count tried to pass the steel sword that produced a blue spark as perfectly as possible.

At the moment swords collided with each other, the count opened his eyes.

‘No, the body?’

The path through which the aura flows was blocked in an instant, and the muscles stiffened in an instant. The Count almost spat out a curse word.

If Philip continued his attack, he could have lost.

The moment he regained control of his body, the Count tried to counter Philip’s further attack with the concentration of his life. That level was not enough to be called an Auror Master, and was clearly several steps ahead of Philip.

But the match was already over.

“I lost. Count. thank you.”

Philip took a few steps away from the Count and bowed deeply. The iron sword was still in his hand, and it was red-hot and swaying like candy.

Since it was impossible to fight with such a sword, it was a natural victory for the Earl of Denbrough.

“… For what you said, it’s not very practical.”

He had mastered the sword, but when the king, whose level was not so high, commented like that, Count Denbrough’s gaze automatically turned to the king.

No matter how much he served the lord, it was impossible to pass away such words.

“What kind of dog is that… sorry. your majesty. Anyway, does His Majesty know what that young man did?”

“I don’t know.”

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The king answered honestly. The Earl of Denbrough let out a hollow laugh and shook his head.

“The problem is that I don’t know either. your majesty.”

The King read surprise, admiration, and jealousy in the Earl of Denbrough’s eyes and widened his eyes. The king had never seen that self-respecting Auror Master make such an expression.

* * *

The King and the Knight Commander left the villa after talking with Camilla for about an hour. In an airborne carriage for stealth, the Royal Knight Commander spoke to the King.

“your majesty. To be honest, I thought of defeat. Something I haven’t realized even once since I was over 40, from that young man.”

The king suddenly felt a question and asked.

“Didn’t the count concede the player?”

The count replied with an expression that was still shocked.

“For young people of that age, it wouldn’t happen even if you gave away a player hundreds or thousands of times. your majesty.”

“In that case, we must bring them into the royalist faction. Even if it means pressuring Earl Oswald, we must make sure that the marriage is consummated.”

The Count beat his chest as if he was frustrated.

“your majesty. Leave Philip Oswald alone as long as this old body lives. I can’t bear to see a young man with such talent rot in the political arena like a disgusting, dirty cesspit.”

He actually met Philip secretly while the King was talking to Camilla.

Having slightly dampened his pride as an Auror Master and as an elder, he carefully asked Philip what and how he did during the sparring.

Philip did not laugh at him, but explained slowly and seriously.

“In order to know about the technology, you must first know the concept of ‘plasma’. Plasma is usually generated when a gas is heated to more than 100,000 degrees Celsius, but ordinary auras cannot produce that much heat, so the first thing to do is to recognize auras as the smallest and most trivial unit. In other words, they just imitated natural phenomena with aurors. The principle of lightning and natural phenomena such as the aurora. I can explain slowly if you want.”

Having heard this far, the Count politely declined Philip’s proposal. I didn’t even hear a few words, but it was because I was drowsy.

It was an irresistible touch of sleep that surpassed even the willpower of an Aura Master.