Became a Teacher at Monster Academy

19 – 4. Monbung meets students (7)

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My condition at that time was terrible.

In fact, although the five of us attacked him together, in reality, I was the only one who dealt with him.

The remaining four were destroyed from the start by the silver werewolf they encountered in a sudden encounter and were on the verge of death, so I had to protect them and fight them alone.

As a result.

I had no choice but to throw away the option of being cut in half and avoiding death, and the option of surviving as much as I could, even though the four who fell to their deaths did not know.

Even if it meant I was going to die anyway, I decided to show how firm my sundae was by picking the belly of the werewolf in front of me and turning it around.

The sword he swung split my upper body into two thirds, from my right shoulder to the left pelvis, and he had to see what color his sundae was when I stabbed him with the sword.

anyway.

As a result, when the guy who was surprised by the bright color of his sundae was about to finish me off, I don’t know how he knew, but he was rescued by Raysonia and his guards who came in, but even he couldn’t die and was only alive, a half-corpse struggling to breathe. It was a state.

How did I protect my heart, and did I somehow survive thanks to the vitality I had as a superhuman knight? If I had left it alone, my body would have died within a few minutes.

Still, I thought that thanks to Raysonia coming, I would be able to say what I had to say before I die.

A family that didn’t exist in my previous life.

In this life, I have a message for Raysonia, including a message to my family, whom I now respect and love, as well as passing on the family head and territory to my younger sister, Cardia, and telling her to survive as best as she can and hold on for just four more years. I was asking you to do it.

It’s embarrassing… as if I have to be the monsters’ teacher right now.

I survived even though I put on a live show to appease Raysonia, who was sobbing and burying her face in my chest, shedding tears over my last words.

Although he survived because he was used as a test subject for a newly created medical technique based on the bizarre idea of replacing bodily fluids with potions.

At that time, I had no hope of whether my body would recover or not, so I used the newly created magic of the human world…

To put it bluntly, it was a means of transferring my consciousness to the magic armor I was wearing through pseudo-reincarnation magic created by imitating the magic used by alien gods, a means of turning me into a dragoon, or the artificial body that came out while developing magic armor before that. They say they were thinking about using .

Of course, the pseudo-reincarnation magic, which is an alien magic that has not yet been properly verified, or the method of using a prosthetic body, which was used as the next best method due to Raysonia’s vehement opposition, was a method of extracting all my blood and replacing it with a potion. A new technology that had only recently been developed was used.

It was somehow successful and survived through persistence.

Even then, I had to recuperate for another month.

Now that I am the empress of the only empire in the human world, I was cared for for a month by Raysonia, who had risen to such an incredible position. Now that I think about it, it was an amazing experience.

Anyway, as a result, I came back from the dead and gained some pretty good abilities.

A monster used as a potion ingredient in the Human World.

A high-concentration potion containing high content of troll blood was poured generously into my body, and my body adapted to it and became semi-immortal.

Of course, it was incomplete immortality.

Due to the high concentration of mana saturation, the organs of the body mutate and awaken, similar to a gift, and my heart adapted to the high concentration of potions mixed into the body in order to survive.

As a result, the organ that produces potion ingredients mixed with blood on its own became something absurd.

In other words, my blood became a potion, so it felt like minor wounds were healed instantly, but if there was a wound that was difficult to treat with a potion, or if my neck or heart was cut off in an instant, I would die instantly.

Trolls also have two hearts, so if their only head is cut off, they have no choice but to die. They only have a human body with a regenerative ability as powerful as that of a troll, but they also have ‘immortality’, which allows them to regenerate even if their body is split in half with only blood. It was an ability that could not be compared to that of a race such as vampires.

…Of course, even this was great. It’s an ability that helped me survive for the remaining four years on the battlefield.

Anyway, I came back from the dead… I have super recovery ability, which I gained by having half of my heart converted into a gift, but the werewolf in front of me was different.

From the moment Kyra Blade was born as a mere mite, she was a werewolf born with a regenerative ability as powerful as that of a troll.

A monster that gets better after a few days of recovery even if sundae is pulled out of its body and returns home with blood flowing down its body.

Kyra Blade, the daughter of that monster and, if trained well, would later defeat even such monsters and become the warchief of the werewolves, was, in name and reality, a high-ranking frontline tank even in the SR class she was born with.

Its hardness was such that even Nemesis, who was a born SR-class dragon on the same level as Kyra Blade and a contradictory type of back-row bruiser-type bomb damage dealer, would go away.

In Monaka, there is a ‘race value’ other than just a ‘grade’.

The fact that the werewolf Kyra Blade was harder than the dragon Nemesis meant that it was really crazy hard.

Anyway, with its crazy hardness and regenerative power, depending on training, Kyra Blade becomes an ultimate tank that can withstand even the last half of the dungeon through sheer recovery, making it difficult to raise as it is difficult to train as a born SR class, and its shortcomings are also obvious. Other than that, he was a solid front-line tank who could get a free pass on most adventures and training just by putting him in the ‘special group’.

Also, depending on training, it was a character that could be used as a front-line nuker with an extreme damage setting that ignored survival based on the amount of recovery.

A really good character, except for the drawback of being forced into the Kyra Blade ending due to an attack due to heat, which can be used as both sides.

That was Kyra Blade.

“……”

First of all, that ‘good character’… Literally, it was fortunate that Kyra Blade, who would easily tear apart a R-type person like me even if he only got halfway through, didn’t come to me out of revenge.

At this point, Kyra Blade is only talented, but she hasn’t been trained at all, so even if she rushes in with the promise of avenging her father, she’ll end up just like the Nemesis of the morning.

However, it was tiring in many ways that the student I was supposed to foster was targeting me and attacking me, and I didn’t want to be killed by the student I fostered like that, so even if it didn’t increase my favorability, I didn’t intend to create a hostile relationship.

however.

Unless you want it…

Then why did you come?

Unless it’s revenge…

I was just racking my brain, which I don’t normally use, to solve the problem of Nemesis’ school uniform and underwear, but things like this started happening one after another, so I was about to get overloaded.

Kyra Blade opened her mouth.

“I came to you for one reason.”

After saying that, Kyra Blade was seen holding the skirt of her school uniform in her hand.

I said it wasn’t revenge, but at that moment, I unconsciously focused on my eyes.

That’s because Kyra Blade’s initial equipment was a ‘dual dagger’ that did not suit its growth as a front-line tank.

Should I call it the Middle East of my past life or a desert area?

Anyway, Kyra Blade is from a water-based area with an unusual environment, so she also has a skin called Desert Dancer that has that vibe in many ways, including her skin color.

So, when it was first released, I thought it was a frontline dealer or nuker, but when I looked into it, it turned out that it was a type of tanker with extremely high defense and recovery…

Why on earth were dual swords given as initial equipment to Monaka players?

He was also the one who raised the question of why the tank has a naked dancer skin.

Probably… Most of the Monbungs’ opinion was that it was clear that they gave her a double dagger and dressed her in a dancer’s outfit because she was bored without thinking much about it.

It definitely sucked.

anyway.

Kyra Blade.

Moreover, as the entrance ceremony had just begun, Kyra Blade’s weapon was clearly a ‘double dagger’, and there was nothing strange about her main weapon being under the hem of her skirt.

so.

In case of an attack, I see myself watching her with great nervousness…

A pure white bird was visible.

Although it is not particularly sacred, it is for the benefit of humanity and is also an empire.

It is the symbol of the Holy Human Empire, the only nation in the human world.

It is also the symbol of Empress Raysonia, the first emperor of the Holy Human Empire.

A pure white bird.

Indeed, as majestic as a symbol of the empire, it is a pure white bird that looks as if it will jump out and fly at any moment.

Likewise, the pure white bird drawn on the panties that hides a bit of healthy light brown skin.

I saw it reflected in my own two eyes.

“……”

what.

now.

What am I looking at?

…Of course, I know.

I had no idea what I was seeing.

I just wanted to deny it.

Suddenly, when I saw Kyra Blade lifting up the hem of her skirt to show off her panties, I had no choice but to do so.

As a result of focusing my eyes in preparation for Kyra Blade’s surprise attack, I had no choice but to do so because of various things that were imprinted in my mind very clearly.

Although my physical specifications, which had been forcibly developed to the limit, were only human, I was still clearly in the category of superhuman.

of course…

My senses were also very sensitive.

Even an ordinary piece of cloth that had not been treated with any magic could be roughly ‘understood’ just by looking at it.

Information that entered my mind that I didn’t really want.

As I was in a state of shock due to various things, Kyra looked up with a faint blush on her face and said.

“If it’s you and my child, an outstanding warrior will definitely be born. You, recognized by your father… you are a warrior of the human world. “Will you accept Kyra Blade’s marriage proposal?”