I Reincarnated as a Teacher of the Heroine - I Reincarnated as a Teacher of the Heroine chapter 158

Episode 158 – In the Name of the Teacher

Although vaguely, or at the end, I could hardly see or hear it… I could understand why Tristan resents Werner, why he wanted to kill me, and how precious that reason was.

If it were a young child, there was no way he could see the circuit of a magician equal to or higher than himself. So, the circuitry of my body was broken, and I rolled and smoked various herbs with painkillers to suppress the pain, and I collapsed at home because I was really not feeling well… He will not know.

But I don’t have the slightest desire to be understood. What I, Werner, did to Tristan was actually rude and trampled on dreams. So I don’t ask for forgiveness. So even if I knew Tristan’s circumstances, I would kill him. Because he actually killed people.

“I will kill you and prove everything, Archmage!!!”

“Yes…you deserve it, but…”

To defeat that guy, conventional magic was not enough. In order to overcome the magic of the earth, the magic of the steel attribute was needed. The power of steel was much harder and pure than the magic he had just used. The steel that can withstand that guy’s rock…

I gathered my magic. I used the principle of the non-incantation magic he said. Superimposing the steel-attribute amulet magic on the whole body, replacing the mana with the corresponding attribute, and then integrating it… To be honest, my body was in pain. The pain was like breaking a bone over and over again. Moreover, just maintaining this state required considerable consciousness. It was uneasy, as if it would come loose as soon as the wind blew.

“Did you make the whole thing from the neck down to steel? Yes, you who laughed at that and copied it…? That’s so funny! That’s so miserable! It’s not a magic that you can perfectly copy in one day!!!”

He once again built a giant rock arm.

“It’s a dream we’ve been working on all our lives!!!”

Then he swung his rock arm and hit me. Because the body was made of steel, the impact was less, but it was not without damage. Because the shock penetrated the steel shell and flowed inside. In comparison, Tristan instantly regenerated his rock arm.

“Yes. It was definitely a great magic.

The teacher named Skadi and the disciple named Trisha are definitely great people Tristan. They are many times better than people like us.

“You trampled on it! The scum of the wizarding world spit on this dream! You insulted our dream!!!”

he was angry Like when I lost that child, I was shouting words of wrath alone in my sorrow and frustration. Needless to say how precious they were to this man. But he didn’t know.

“No, you’re the one who insults that dream more than anyone else, Tristan.”

“What are you talking about! You, who trampled on our dreams, dare to insult even my proof…!”

“Who insults that dream more than you, who helps the black round table bastards with the fruit of that dream?”

Had you told me about it, I would have been more than happy to get on my knees to apologize and help you get the magic recognized. But you joined hands with the Black Round Table. No matter what the circumstances, I have no choice but to kill Tristan because I know how evil their offspring are.

Certainly it was I who made him that way. So taking his life would be my only role. Because that’s the least I can bear.

“I’ll gladly kill you, Archmage!!!”

“I will suffer and kill you, Tristan.”

Rock and steel collided. It was definitely not enough to crack. It seemed that the magic was incomplete. Certainly, I only grasped the rough theory, but not the detailed principle. So, it had to be relatively weak.

“Damn it…”

At that time, I heard a familiar voice in my ears… No, I just heard it.

[That’s not it. The overlapping magic interval should be shorter and finely adjusted. And I use it with the feeling of weaving the body and magic with a thread made of detailed magic.]

This voice… resembled Skadi’s voice in Tristan’s memories. And that wasn’t all.

[And when replacing magical power, you should do it with the feeling that you are fixing the magical power circulating in the body and then replacing it, not the magical power itself.]

It was the voice of Trisha, the child in Tristan’s memory.

Why are they helping me? why?

[Because I knew roughly your situation at that time. So we do not resent And our dream is…]

Skadi was speechless, but he knew what she meant.

[That child went crazy with the pressure of inheriting our dream and the world that laughed at it. it’s all my fault Because I made that child carry a heavy burden.]

[Please save our master. Please… I don’t want to see my master in pain anymore.]

[Yes, I don’t mind, but I’ll ask. Save that child who is so weak and stupid to the point of stupidity…]

They didn’t say what the way of seeking and the way of salvation was… but I could tell. That the only way to save him from stepping into an irreversible pit is death.

“I’ll correct what I just said, Tristan.”

“What kind of nonsense are you planning again, Archmage.”

“I’m not going to kill you in pain… I’ll torment you and rescue you, Tristan.”

I narrowed the gap between the nested magics a bit more and adjusted them finely. And with that fine magic, threads are created and fixed with the feeling of weaving. And when replacing mana, fix and replace the mana that circulates in the body.

Having said that, the quality of magic really changed. My body felt a little lighter, and the pain and concentration required were significantly reduced.

“What kind of bullshit are you talking about all of a sudden! Are you crazy because your time to die is coming!”

Just like that, my steel arm collided with the rock arm Tristan swung.

bang!

Curiously, the pain at the time of the collision was noticeably reduced compared to just before. And his rock arm couldn’t be easily regenerated either.

“Kuu… How could someone like you use this magic…”

“Yes, it is a complex and great magic that even if it took me a lifetime, I would not have been able to master it. Who would have whispered this principle?”

“You’re insulting them again! They’re not people you dare insult!!!”

He shrunk the rock arm. Although the size was reduced, the magic power was the same, so the rock became harder. It would be safe to say that the magic itself was condensed. It seemed that the improvement of the already completed magic had been completed.

“Come, Archmage!!! Let’s compete for supremacy by killing each other like men!”

“Yes, I’ll gladly respond.”

I jumped at him too and punched him in the face. He, too, thrust his fist into my face. The fists carrying their dreams began to massage each other’s bodies. Even if each other’s arms went out, ribs were broken, foreheads were torn, and shoulder blades were out, the game did not stop. As long as the heart beats, the game does not stop. Because that’s a man’s, wizard’s fight.

“The Archmage!!! No, Werner!!!”

“Tristan!!! No Gaius!!!”

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No matter how painful it was, the fist did not stop. But he no longer had anything on his back. In order to prove his dream, he abandoned his dream, his teacher’s teachings, and his disciple’s wishes. But there were things I was carrying. I can’t say it’s heavy, though.

Gradually, each other’s energy ran out, but the speed of the fists did not decrease and gradually increased. A fight exchanged between fists, it couldn’t be seen as a wizard’s fight at all… but this was clearly a wizard’s fight. I was fighting a really strong mage.

“I don’t care! As long as our dreams can prove great… even if they become evil! Even if this body is burned in the darkness of vengeance! There’s nothing wrong with it! For the teachers and students who are no longer in this world! Dreams Sneer at the foolish man who became evil for the sake of proof! It doesn’t matter though!”

His fist landed directly on my chin.

The moment he almost collapsed, he saw the faces of his teacher and disciple in agony. He was suffering from seeing his faithful disciple and kind teacher turned evil.

“I don’t laugh at it.

I clenched my fists.

“Who should be admitted to the last name! It’s a great dream. It’s a big dream! But if you are anxious alone, you think it’s incomplete if you are not recognized! And for that, you are attracted to innocent people?

My fist plunged into his face again. But this time the weight was different.

“I can fall like this…”

The guy just fell down.