I Possessed the Heroine’s Teacher

Afterward, the situation was resolved smoothly. Ricardo, who appeared after hearing the report, and his knights appeared and cleaned up the remnants of the Black Round Table and the corpses. From what I heard, those remnants had all ingested poison, and because they had a structure where they would die if they didn’t complete their mission, there was no real gain from them. In other words, I had suffered terribly and gotten injured for no real result.

As for what I gained, I suppose the only thing was recovering the magic book Enoch, which was a relic of Werner’s. Even that was given to me as compensation after that bastard Lancelot stabbed me in the chest. The wound he gave me still stung, and as I was applying ointment to the wound, Glacies spoke.

“So you were hurt just for that reason?”

“That reason? I was just following the Emperor’s orders…”

“To me, the fact that Lord Werner is injured is more important than any royal command.”

What is this, talking as if she could lose her head for treason so easily? Even if she was a duke, the difference between someone guarding the northern borders and the royal family is clear.

“Well, it’s a relief you didn’t die.”

“If you die, I will follow you to the ends of hell. Don’t think you can easily rid yourself of me.”

I have to admit it now. Glacies really likes me. Honestly, in my life, there was only one person who liked me, so I didn’t even know how to respond to this favor. I’m definitely a warrior who protects love, but in this kind of situation, I’m hopeless. Sure, I’ve flirted with women and even danced with them for work before.

“Lord Werner, is there a problem?”

“Glacies, is it really okay for someone like me?”

Certainly, both Werner and I were useless in daily life, unable to do basic things like laundry or cleaning. And it’s not like we come from a prestigious family, though… Ah, money, we have a lot of that.

“I like Lord Werner for who he is. I don’t just like the things he has.”

“Hahaha… I’ve asked a rather embarrassing question.”

It’s a bit burdensome to be flattered like this…

“Where are you going?”

“I plan to go to my private office. There’s a lot to investigate and sort out regarding this incident…”

That’s just an excuse. I was planning to go and torture the captives we had just captured. My method of creating truth through torture could make even gods scream in agony.

And teaching the torturers some skills was a small pleasure too.

[Oh, Lord Werner, they started screaming even though there was no blood or broken bones!]

[Ah… this is what we call “water play” in technical terms. It’s a form of torture where cold water is poured into the ear. Don’t forget to shake the head and drain the water later.]

[Ohhh! Incredible! So, what about the torture you just did? The one where you stood that bastard upside down?]

[Ah, that’s called “eating through the nose.” It’s where you pour hot soup into their nose.]

[As expected of Lord Werner! You do what we can’t even dream of! I’m thrilled! I’m in awe!!]

They just like torturing people, and the smell of blood from the body doesn’t help, but the kids were eager to learn. With their attitude of wanting to learn, how could I not teach them? Confucius said, “Isn’t it a joy to learn something and apply it constantly?”

The torturer number 1 and 2 were my disciples.

What should I teach them today? Water drop torture? Wall inspection?

“Then I’ll accompany you.”

Wait, does Glacies really want to learn from this torturer… No, that can’t be true.

“Haha… I’m not going for fun, it’s just for work…”

“Where do you think you’re going alone with an injured body? I’ll accompany you to make sure you’re safe.”

“Well, I can leave that to Iris or Lorcha…”

Iris is my disciple, so it’s fine if I teach her torture, and Lorcha knows the darker side of my job, so it would be no problem. But Glacies probably just thinks my job is a difficult magic job. She wouldn’t know that it also involves dirty work like torture and murder.

If she knew, she’d definitely oppose it.

“I’ve already given up Lord Werner for a whole day to those two yesterday. So now it’s my turn.”

Among the people who didn’t come yesterday, there was Camellia, but she coincidentally said she was busy sending messages to her colleagues today. What a mess.

I had no choice but to postpone the torture lecture. A master should never rush to teach, but should wait for the disciple’s growth. I left this task to torturer 1 and 2. My disciples, An Hui and Zha, I trust you both.

Good job, Kim Zha and Kim An Hui, make sure to cripple the remnants of the Black Round Table with your hands.

“Well… understood. Then, please go with me. Will you accompany me?”

I reached out my hand to Glacies, and she tightly held it. Her hand was warm, contrary to what I expected.

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“Sigh… this fucking report format…”

How is it that there are so many rules to follow just to write a report? From words you can’t use, to the order in which you list events or evidence, and even the precautions when writing other detailed information. Where is the form in this? This is an insult to literature and an insult to Shakespeare! And since Shakespeare supposedly wouldn’t trade his work even for India, that means this is an insult to India as well.

“This fucking… imperial standards, goddammit…”

As I looked at the writing manual and typed out each word, my anger kept rising. Damn it… whether it’s the imperial family or whatever, should I just run away again? No, if I did that, I wouldn’t know how Lorcha’s spell would work.

“Are you having trouble writing the report?”

Glacies, who had been sitting on the sofa watching me, spoke.

“Haha… I’m not particularly skilled in this area…”

Werner had a talent for magic development, but when it came to politics or practical matters, he was useless. And that wasn’t much different for me.

“Then, could you just tell me roughly what happened?”

“Hmm… I suppose there’s nothing I can’t tell you.”

I told her everything except for the part involving that bastard Lancelot. To be honest, I was embarrassed about getting hurt by that guy’s hand strike, and since it was also related to Camellia, I didn’t want to spread it around.

“Well… understood. Then, would you mind sitting on the sofa for a moment, Lord Werner?”

“What for…?”

“I’ve been taught these things by my mother since I was a child, so I have some experience.”

Melissa taught her daughter how to write reports? The same person who used to tear up those tedious tasks in Dragnity Fantasy 1? I guess she probably made an effort to teach her daughter after she was born. Is this what people mean when they say mothers are great?

For the next five minutes, Glacies began writing the report with a quill. It was so smooth that I initially thought she was drawing something.

“I’m done.”

“Wait, you finished it in just five minutes…?”

I know a fool who takes two hours to write 3000 words, but how did she finish a report in five minutes?

I carefully read through the report Glacies had written.

“Hmm…”

Damn, it was perfect. The format was flawless, and even while sticking to that ridiculous format, only the necessary information was included, making it easy to understand. I bet if I gave this report to a three-year-old, they’d shout, “Ah, the Black Round Table is a bunch of traitorous bastards who sold out their parents!”

“Glacies, you’re perfect in every way, really.”

“You’re too kind.”

“Not just in looks, but even your handwriting is beautiful. Honestly, I’m kind of jealous.”

I’ve always liked people with beautiful handwriting. That guy also had nice handwriting. Plus, Glacies’s writing style resembled his in some way.

“Well then… Lord Werner, now that the report is done, don’t you have some free time?”

“No… not really…”

There was a mountain of other work to handle.

“Since you’ve shortened the time… would it be okay to take a little break during this time?”

As she spoke, Glacies started undoing one button of her shirt. Her pale chest was revealed. Ah, I see… yes, a break would definitely be good…

“Lord Werner! The Crown Prince has urgently called for you!”

Just then, some clueless fool outside called for me. Glacies hurriedly started buttoning up her shirt again.

“What is it?”

“Well… someone claiming to be a hero has appeared. He says he wants to meet His Highness the Crown Prince in the audience chamber!”

What the hell is this?

“Claiming to be a hero? Isn’t that Zig, my older brother?”

“Well, this person… claims to be a hero from another world. He says he will impart the knowledge from his world to us!”

What the hell is this idiot?

“Another world…?”

“Yes, he says he’s from a place called Earth… Japan.”

I don’t know what kind of god is in this world, but it seems like someone is desperate to stir up trouble.