I Reincarnated as a Teacher of the Heroine - I Reincarnated as a Teacher of the Heroine chapter 170

Chapter 167 – Clinic Time

I am grateful for changing the place for the Crown Prince and his wife to get hurt, but I don’t know what monsters like this exist. in terms of attack power

“O wind, become a blade.”

Even if I cut off limbs with the blade of the wind,

“Thunderbolt, crawl like a snake.”

Even if you burn your whole body with a thunder snake,

“Swallow the enemy, shot of flame.”

Even if you fire a shot of flame and turn your whole body into a lump of charcoal,

“A cold wind of absolute zero, imprison the enemy.”

Even if you freeze the enemy by blowing extreme cold wind,

“Steel dragon’s scales, pierce the enemy.”

Even if you blow off sharp steel scales and turn them into minced meat,

“Darkness that eats everything, it’s mealtime.”

Even if it summons the mouth of darkness and chews and devours the whole body,

“Sword of light, purify the evil.”

Even if it is stabbed with a zealous sword of light and burned,

“Root of divine tree, suck up nutrients.”

Even if it is bound by the roots of a tree and sucks up all the nutrients from its body, even if it is mummified,

“Rise, Horn of the Earth.”

Even if you pierce the neck with the horn of a rock,

“Sword of water, cut through all things.”

Even if you hack your body to the heart with a high-pressure hydraulic cutter…

“Oh, it hurts. It’s the famous Archmage Sir Werner. Sir Tristan is the first wizard in seven days who has made me feel even the slightest bit of pain.”

The guy played it casually. First of all, that regeneration itself was too cumbersome because it had abilities outside of the standard.

I tried to burn my body to prevent regeneration, and I looked for something that might be the nucleus of regeneration, but there was none.

It just regenerates when it takes damage, just like when your knee is hit and your legs go up on their own, or when a foreign substance gets into your eyes, your eyes automatically close and tears come out. Even if it received damage from dying, without the need for consciousness or intention, the body repeatedly repaired itself.

“But, like this… Wouldn’t it be clear who won or lost?”

My body was filled with scalpels and paralyzing needles. To be honest, even maintaining consciousness right now was too much for me, so it was driving me crazy.

“It’s a temporary paralysis poison, so even if you wake up after passing out overnight, there’s a limit to what normal people can endure. As a result of my examination, you’re not in a very normal state… If you want to enjoy a happy and romantic life… How about it? I really hate fighting.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. I’ve decided to take all the black round table scum that exists in this world to hell…”

“That’s a great decision. Yes, definitely a hero’s decision. But…”

I love you!

“Something emotional, like a decision… and something material, like a current situation, always run on different trajectories. And the only concept that connects the two running parallel is life and death.”

Again, the paralyzing poison was applied to my body. Damn, I’m getting more and more sluggish. Maybe that’s why it’s getting harder and harder to avoid his scalpel and paralyzing needles.

“I threw three of these, but you managed to dodge two. The stinger used on you is a guy that even an elephant faints with a single shot. It’s surprising that a person who is not a warrior, let alone a human, can withstand it. I don’t know if I should update my common sense. .”

“… If this was deadly poison, I’d be dead already.”

“Yes, but a doctor can’t let the patient die. Oh, and even though it’s a paralyzing poison, it also has a fatigue recovery effect. If you wake up after falling asleep, stiff shoulders will lighten, and headaches will disappear completely.”

can not understand. why don’t you kill me? The compatibility of abilities… Rather than that, that regenerative ability is a scam. To be honest, I still can’t come up with a clear way to win.

“I like you the most out of all my enemies… even if I’m not an enemy, I like guys like you.”

I felt like I was watching that Pellinore. I could definitely feel that he was the kind of guy who had just taken the wrong road and could be rehabilitated.

“Yes, I also wanted to continue treating an interesting patient like you. But I have no choice but to give up this status. Yes, it’s a pity to have to part like this. But… Life is made up of a series of encounters and partings. Even if it’s an ugly and sad breakup… you can say that being patient and enduring is the attitude of an adult.”

“…You don’t intend to come this way?”

Tristan Ajae also recommended that Bedivere be made an ally. He recommended it even to the point of dying, so I was proposing to recruit him. If he was a scumbag who didn’t deserve to be seen, he wouldn’t have even suggested this.

“The place where you are standing is sunny.”

“You must have enjoyed playing with the children in the sun, too.”

“… I’m a worthless piece of trash.”

He stopped laughing with his eyes wide open, and put on a serious expression with properly red eyes. I almost got a little scared by that look.

“I joined forces with evil for something I wanted. I didn’t kill people, but I committed crimes such as espionage, kidnapping, manufacturing drugs, and providing test data. Just for my own personal gain. So you hate me. I must, for you are on the side of justice, and I must be against you.”

The silver scalpel and spittle he was holding sparkled again.

“Because I’m trash. And besides, I have something to take for granted.”

“I’m asking just in case, is that related to your child?”

“… Wanting to be a father you are not ashamed of… That is a fairly common dream of household heads. However, the priority here is not ‘not ashamed’, but ‘father’. If you do not have children, the attitude of life that you are not ashamed of is everything. What does that mean? Even if I am hated by my child, I must meet him.”

The voice sounded very sad.

“If only I could see my wife… my daughter… Scarlett… Erica again… I could take any number of filthy hands of the Black Round Table. No, I could sell my soul to the devil.”

“Then I’ll let you meet. Even if you’re caught somewhere, I’ll rescue you. Even if you don’t know where you are, I’ll definitely find you and take you there. That’s why me and…”

“I know where they are. I know how to get there. But what matters is the means to get there. The one who holds it… Sir Lancelot of the Black Round Table, he is the only one I know.”

Is that Lancelot again?

“Then I’ll get that too. Baden, Machadon, even if I have to ride a dragon, I’ll definitely…”

“Ha… ‘there’ is not a place that can be reached only by boat or wagon.”

“Even so, why the hell did you join hands with the Black Round Table guys? No matter how precious they are, you know that you can’t be proud of them. So surrender…”

“You can’t even scratch me… I don’t know what you’re talking about. It’s really hard to do that. Not even that goddamn Karven kid over there, and you… really don’t know death. It’s just spitting out.”

Bedivere unwrapped the island and showed me a cross-shaped scar. something was weird Scars on the body that regenerate even if you cut your fingernails, cut your whole body, or turn your whole body into a lump of charcoal…

“The scar left by Lancelot of the Black Round Table. It’s proof that he can pay the right price and the down payment on the contract. Something you and the Carven family kid you just met can never give.”

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Now, little by little, the outlines are starting to form. By the way, how old is Ricardo when he’s a kid?

“Death is the only way to get to where my wife and daughter are! Death won’t come to this cursed body! I tried everything for over 300 years, but the god of death didn’t come to me! Want to? How do you know that you who enjoy the blessing of ending your life right away…! Excuse me? I got a little emotional. Even though it wasn’t really the fault of you or the kid from the Carven family over there.”

“This is no joke. You’re an elderly person. I’m sorry I didn’t get to know you until now. What should I do?”

“… That doesn’t sound very apologetic.”

“It’s probably because you’re older… You’re so quick-witted!”

He took out the scalpel stuck in his body and threw it away, but it was too much. The scalpel definitely penetrated him, but the wound disappeared in an instant as if nothing had happened.

“It’s a meaningless struggle. It would be nice if I could die in an attack like this. Then I wouldn’t have been involved in such dirty work.”

“If you know it’s dirty, don’t do it…”

“Unfortunately, parents can turn a blind eye to the death of someone else’s child if it is for their own child.”

The scalpels I threw came back to me. No, with paralyzing needles added to it, it tasted like death.

At the moment when his legs gave out and he was about to fall, the marble he was holding in his arms fell. It was definitely a bead given by an uncle who said he was an apostle.