I Reincarnated as a Teacher of the Heroine - I Reincarnated as a Teacher of the Heroine chapter 169

Chapter 166 – Battle Doctor

“Fuck…”

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No matter how much I had to avoid prying eyes, I had to go through the sewer to the back road, even though I didn’t have a very good memory in the sewer.

“Really, I’m not interested in the boss’s kid at all… Really, he’s so pretty… Don’t bother people…”

Fucking organizational culture. This is why Werner escaped. I was born in this way because I was born with my boss, and later, it was also said that the sags were born. Because people are treated this way.

Suddenly, I saw the gloves I was wearing. The black gloves that damn mother gave me. I even thought of taking off my gloves and throwing them down the drain. But something unknown stopped him from throwing away the glove, as if pulling it by the hand.

“Dog fuck really…”

I don’t know. I do know that there is something buried in the unknown longing. However, when taking a test, I remember seeing the correct answer, but as if the exact content was buried in a fog, I couldn’t remember who it was, and my face didn’t even crawl.

I knew at least that it was a memory from my childhood. But… that existence was just distasteful and distasteful. And….

“Are you fucking rats? I did something and they’re hiding again.”

This is the route to the imperial villa, but judging from the fact that the black round table scumbags were hiding, it seemed that the job had been done properly. No matter how much you call through the sewer, the boss is the boss, so you have to protect it.

“Rise, Horn of the Earth.”

I leaned back at the sudden magic. If I had been a little late, the horns of that rock would have pierced me from my chin to my brain.

“What kind of naughty bastard is this ambush? Shall I rip his jaws out?”

The young man who showed up was laughing meanly. This guy who looks like he just ate 20 is a crazy bastard even if he jokes with his face.

“I am Klamadeu, a prospective executive who will inherit the title of Tristan. The weak old man will die…”

“Ah so?”

“If I kill you, I’ll be promoted to executive officer. To be able to be saved in just a few minutes of fighting against an old man and a scumbag wizard who is having a hard time dealing with an old man… Don’t you think I’m really lucky?”

Is this mesgaki or something to say that it’s rude to people? An old harem master said, Mesgaki should be taught true education by inserting something big and powerful. But since I’m not gay, I’m thinking of replacing it with just breaking an earthenware pot.

“Yes, you were lucky. A half-penny like you was born out of your father’s sperm, excluding the other good guys. But now… is that luck running out?”

“The idiot who struggled against the old man spoke his own way!”

After all, those things are full of blood, so it’s a big deal. It must be a senior mage’s job to properly guide such young people.

“I’ll tell you first. A bastard like you is worse than Tristan’s claws. The amount of magical power, the skill of magic, the ability to grasp the enemy’s skills, the attitude to live life, the manliness are all… That Tristan’s inferior… No, it would be rude to call you together with that old man. You lowly bastard. And…”

I used Tristan’s magic to turn my arm into steel.

“Respect your elders, spoiled half-penny kid.”

“Is this bastard ignoring me…?”

“I just gave a fair evaluation. It may have been a bit overrated.”

The guy’s reason seemed paralyzed. After all, compared to the real Tristan, he was an insignificant insect.

“Fist of the Earth…!”

“The armor of lightning…”

It was a very trivial and predictable fight. The fight between Bruce Lee and the bully in the neighborhood was lousy and trivial.

—–

It was really boring. Most of the Black Round Table guys had some guts, but he broke some of his bones, so it was really pathetic to see him begging for help.

“Really, you’re so different from old Tristan. If you were old Tristan, you’d have taken at least one of my bones. Look, you haven’t got a speck of dust on your clothes. Hey, answer me? Don’t you?”

It’s strange… If you look at the cartoon, he talks enough even in this state. This is why young people these days have no ambition. That’s why I only decided to do a little bit of young people without ambition, but I’m not the only one who can’t answer like this.

He sighed at the current reality that it was full of young people without ambition. Young people who will lead the future want this…

But it was strange. All the knights who were said to be in charge of escorting the prince had fallen.

“Tsk tsk, this is why young people… how long since they had dinner and go to sleep because of hunger. Ehyo… These days, young people… are ambitious… their spirits… are weak… they’re dumb…”

But it was strange. If you look at the necks of the escort knights, there is a strange needle stuck in them. Please this…

“These chews are now piercing …! My body’s foot is broken.

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No, something was wrong There is a huge piece of metal that has turned into a hedgehog and collapsed… No, because I saw Ricardo. There are only a handful of people capable of defeating my older brother. It was a person who survived even after being hit by dozens of poisoned arrows that killed an elephant instantly.

What on earth did you do to defeat that monster?

Fortunately, the pulse was checked and life was not affected. In this state, I could kill him as much as I wanted. Moreover, judging from the location of the needle, it seemed that only the paralytic blood had been stabbed intensively. I took out a saliva and smelled it, and it was only a sleeping pill applied, but there was no toxic substance at all.

I wondered who could have done this. It’s clear that he must have fought, but there is a guy who can show off such a miracle in the middle of a fight?

“Hey ah, what was this bastard’s name… Ah yes Pikachu. Hey Pikachu! I can’t figure out who did this? Because the same Round Tablemon did it, you probably know something.”

But our Pikachu was silent. hahahaha you incompetent rat…

I had no choice but to pick up the silent Pikachu and head inside. I went to the room where I heard a sound…

“Did you solve your problems with the ladies this morning?

Both the crown prince and the crown princess had collapsed. Only their baby was weeping in the cradle.

And my doctor, Ares, was showing his usual mischievous smile and squinting eyes.

“Oh, don’t worry too much. It’s nothing special, it’s acupuncture with sleeping pills. If you wake up after a good night’s sleep, the tension will go away, right?”

“You were the Black Round Table…?”

At least from what I’ve seen so far, he’s been a complete sage. The way he played with the children in the hospital, his sincere expression when talking about his family, and even his personality to prevent me from getting fucked… He wasn’t a villain at all. No, I wanted to believe that he wasn’t evil.

“Yes, I’m Bedivere of the Black Round Table. It’s a title I hate, but… I have to follow the leader’s taste. It doesn’t matter if you call me Ares. That’s my real name.”

“It looks like you haven’t killed yet… If you quit now, I’ll do my best to finish it with a light prison sentence. Or run away to the countryside…”

“Whoops, I’d like to thank you for the favor. But I’ve been ordered to kidnap this baby, so I can’t just let it go.”

“……Aren’t you ashamed of your son?”

“Well… I really don’t know when I met that kid.”

Ares… Adi Bedivere glared at me with a scalpel and long needles in his hand.

“Hmm, that one you’re holding in your left hand…”

“Ah, is this what you mean?”

I threw the Pikachu I was holding to Bedivere. The severed head rolled on the floor as it was.

“Since you came, I expected that Klamadeu would have failed to guard, but… Truly, it is cruel to carry around with only his head cut off.”

“Well, it’s nothing compared to what you guys usually do, right?”

“…This is it, this is the theory, so I have nothing to say.”

“I don’t hate you. That’s why I don’t want to kill you. So if you surrender now, I’ll save your life.”

I wanted a peaceful ending as much as possible. But that seems to have been my own idea.

“You sound terrible. Bedivere of the Black Round Table. I also want to avoid needless slaughter. If it goes on like this, we can solve it peacefully, but… I would like to hear Mr. Werner’s thoughts.”

“I can’t help it,”

I changed both arms to steel again.

“It looks like you applied Tristan’s magic.”

“I hope it lasts a little longer than the moose that rolls over there.”

“So you don’t know who the villain is?”

“No, it’s so clear that even kids can understand it.”