I Became a Crazy Swordsmanship Instructor in the Game

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Phantom pain is a phenomenon where you feel pain in an area that is not actually injured.

Usually, it is felt in the part cut off due to an accident or injury, but surprisingly, Philip suffered from phantom pain all over his body even though he was not hurt anywhere.

“… … Ugh.”

My throat and heart ached in particular.

Neria’s first owner was quite amiable, and did not enjoy causing pain to others.

Therefore, almost all of the attacks were focused on the neck and heart, which can kill a person in an instant, but Philip had to be caught without being able to react even though he knew it.

-So let’s find another way? This is so ignorant. Is there anyone in the world who practices like this? I’m going to get a mental illness.

“But it can’t be helped. I have already submitted a letter requesting a duel trial to the royal family.”

―You can say that the cat sent it by mistake.

“Does that make sense?”

– What else can’t be done? What the master is doing makes no more sense. Are you planning on turning Neria into a masterless sword? Neria has no limbs, so even if the owner paints sh*t on the wall, she can’t help!

“Speak very badly. huh?”

In fact, Philip knew at least that Neria was right. There was no guarantee that his skills would improve just because he kept pushing.

―In the first place, a person named Count Earlroy might not accept your master’s request for a duel trial, right? What will you do then?

“It can’t be. If the purpose is to start a war, I can’t miss the opportunity to legally capture and kill Count Oswald’s son.”

Such was the dueling trial in this world. An observer from the royal family presided over the duel, and even if one of the parties to the trial died, there could never be a physical conflict on the spot.

It was a story that even if Philip died in a duel trial, the Oswald family could not do anything right there.

‘I’ll prepare for war right away. Then Count Allroy will easily achieve his goal.’

Philip thought so and nodded.

“Thinking about it again, it’s the same. will definitely come out Whether he comes out himself or hires a champion to fight me, Earl Allroy is expected to attend the dueling trial. If I die before then, I won’t know.”

—… I wish I could die from being struck by lightning. Or drowned in the toilet?

Philip giggled at Neria’s joke.

“How nice it would be if things were so easy. It would be nice if someone killed Count Earl Roy without even knowing a mouse or a bird. If you do that, I think I can listen to anything.”

Philip muttered that, holding Neria in his arms and closing his eyes. It was time to go back into the virtual space and practice.

He hadn’t even imagined that a cat could have been listening to it all in his shadow.

“… meow.”

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While Philip’s consciousness was in Neria’s space, Tania quietly emerged from Philip’s shadow.

Normal Black Myao can move between the shadows, but few Black Myos have the ability to hide in the shadows.

It was only possible if you inherited the blood of the previous chief or had excellent talent from birth.

And Tania was both of them.

Tania soon made her way out of the villa through the dark woods. Playing hard with her short limbs, she headed toward the west, where the estate of the Earl of Earl Roy was located.

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Milla, the maid of Countess Earlroy, was preparing lunch.

Her mother was famous in the village for her good taste, and thanks to her inheriting that taste to some extent, she was able to work in a less demanding kitchen.

“Milla! You stupid b*tch! There’s not enough beet juice for roast duck! If you’re not going to check these things, beat them up right away!”

As she was stirring the soup, the chef shouted at her.

Mila pursed her lips. The chef usually denied access to expensive ingredients such as beetroot juice, and often blamed her whenever there was a problem.

‘What are you asking me to do if I run out of ingredients that I can’t even see?’

“… yes! I will prepare now.”

The chef threw two beets at Mila, managed to catch one, but the other crashed right into Mila’s little head.

“Ah!”

“Get ready within an hour, and if you are late, I will have the head maid whip you for four years.”

The toad-like chef growled like a wild boar. Frightened, Mila had no choice but to answer with tears in her eyes.

Mila went out to the backyard where there were few people, started a small bonfire and started boiling beets in a pot. I had to squat for an hour or so to get it down to a viscous consistency.

‘Baron… .’

Originally working for a baron’s family in a rural estate, she was a girl who fled here in search of work when the baron’s family went bankrupt due to Earl Elroy.

Her nose tingled and her eyes reddened when she remembered the baron who loved her like a daughter.

Wiping away tears, she looked around when she heard something rustling around her.

“… oh?”

An adorable little kitten was coming towards her through the bushes.

Its fur was black, which is considered unlucky, but it was a cute cat that didn’t bother me at all.

“Ahhh.”

“Did you smell something sweet?”

Mila sniffed and smiled. She took out the spatula from which she had been stirring the beets, smeared the juice on her fingertips, and blew.

“It’s expensive, so I can’t give you a lot. Do you want to taste it? uh?”

As I turned my head for a moment, the cat was gone.

“… Eh?”

Feeling possessed by a ghost, Mila blinked. Then he licked his lips and became absorbed in stirring the beet pot.

After about an hour, when the juice from the beets was completely viscous, Mila took it to the chef.

“Here you are. Chef.”

“You didn’t secretly eat it, right?”

“I am not a thief.”

“In my experience, most of the girls from the countryside like you have bad hands. Well, if you want something sweet, come to my room.”

Mila went to the soup pot to do her thing, trying not to make eye contact with the chef. His gaze was so disgusting.

The chef stood in front of the oven with beet juice to complete the main dish of the day, roast duck. Next to him sat a young man who was the chef’s apprentice. The young man is the nephew of the chef, and the person whom the chef picked as his successor.

“… The Count likes roast duck. It is a story that he likes my roast duck, not another cook’s roast duck. If you apply beet juice to the peel and bake it in your own special way, you can capture both the sweet taste and crispy texture.”

He finished the roast duck by explaining various things to his apprentice.

“The Count always eats from the right leg first. You have to think about that and adjust the fire intensity well. The breast and stomach area should be cooked a little more as they are eaten late, and the legs should be cooked properly so that the juice bursts as soon as you bite into it… .”

Soon, the butler of the Elroy family came to take the finished roast duck.

“You said you are having lunch today at the office, so please prepare a bottle of wine and a simple salad.”

“It seems that the Count is busy these days. hahahaha.”

The butler had such a high position in the mansion that even the chef could not carelessly do it. When the chef let out a servile laugh, the butler glared at him with stern eyes.

“… Why are you curious about that?”

“Oh, no.”

The butler made the maid who had brought her hold a platter of roast duck, and then took a glass of wine. When he disappeared, the chef spat out a low curse.

“f*ck you bastard. I’m trying to get to know you, but you’re so picky.”

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“Instructor. I can’t see Tania.”

Philip, whose dark circles reached down to his cheekbones, greeted her with a bitter smile when Lua visited his room in the middle of the night.

I had been challenging Neria’s first master for several days already, but I felt uncomfortable because I hadn’t even properly faced the sword yet.

Because of that, I couldn’t even sleep properly.

“Tania? Doesn’t he usually go away often?”

At Philip’s words, Lua shook her head.

“I’ve been to all the places that Tania often goes to, but it’s nowhere. What if I was taken by a bad person?”

It could be said that there was no chance of that, but Philip wanted Lua not to know that Tania was an assassin.

“There is no one like that around here, so maybe she went to visit Instructor Priscilla of the Faculty of Magic. I took her once, and they seemed pretty friendly.”

After hearing that, Lua seemed relieved to some extent. She knew best that Philip was never wrong.

“If it doesn’t show up by tomorrow, let’s look for it. Black cats are rare, so you’ll find them soon… … .”

In the middle of their conversation, Philip heard the sound of a window opening.

“Mae-aeong.”

The kitten Tania opened the window with her front paws and came in.

“Look at that, you’re here.”

“Tania!”

Lua quickly took Tania into her arms. She immediately noticed that Tania was holding something in her mouth and tilted her head.

“Tania, what is this?”

It was something shiny and small.

“It’s a ring. Where did you pick it up?”

Philip reached out and brought the ring from Tania’s lips. She gave it up without any resistance. Philip examined the ring closely and blinked.

“… It’s a nobleman’s signet ring. It’s not something to lose somewhere.”

No matter what crazy noble he was, he would have been in trouble.

“uh?”

Philip suddenly felt that the seal engraved on the ring was strangely familiar. A few drops of cold sweat soon formed on his temples.

‘this… Isn’t that the coat of arms of Count Elroy?’

How the hell did this get bitten by Tania’s snout?

Philip looked at Tania with an expression like seeing a ghost.

“Miyah.”

Tania was just quietly hugging her, wagging her tail as if asking for praise.

“… Lua, would you like to stay in your room for a minute? Give Tania here. Don’t call me back soon.”

After sending Lua back to the room, Philip grabbed Tania by the side and brought her to eye level with him.

“Hey, what is this? Where the hell did you get this from?”

The seal of an aristocratic family was something that should never fall into the hands of others.

Even if the eldest son was captured by the enemy, neither the seal nor the banner could be taken away. Most of the sensitive family heads wore signet rings on their hands even when they slept.

If someone brought the signet ring, they either stole it while they were asleep or… … .

“You said you wanted to die. So I killed him.”

Tania confirmed that Lua had completely disappeared and opened her mouth. The way he spoke was like that of a child who had done an errand well and was fooling around in hopes of praise.

“… … uh… … hmm… … uhh… Well done.”

After thinking for a while, Philip forced a smile and took her in his arms and stroked her.

I don’t know what will happen in the future, but anyway, I did well because it was right.