Chapter 16
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Chapter 16:
Episode 017
* * *
Up until four years ago, Joshua Praline had been a student at Privia Academy.
It wasn’t entirely surprising for a successful former student to visit the academy seeking counsel or guidance. However, the timing of Joshua’s return posed a peculiar dilemma.
‘Could it be an investigation? No, that can’t be right.’
The idea that a professional athlete would come to inquire about an amateur, who merely assisted with practice, seemed highly improbable.
‘Perhaps he’s just here to meet a sibling?’
While that was the most plausible explanation, the evidence supporting it was flimsy. There was no need to target a time when the campus was bustling with people.
Accompanied by Anise Praline, Philip made his way towards the undergraduate office, taking in the lively ambiance within.
“Joshua Praline returning to the academy. This is quite unusual. He couldn’t have had such fond memories here.”
The voice belonged to Senior Professor Emil Phanoy. Philip raised an eyebrow, as it was a rare occurrence for the professor to be in the undergraduate office.
“... There’s something I must confront, Senior Professor. If I fail to overcome it, I’ll amount to nothing.”
It was a voice Philip had never heard before, and it seemed to emanate from Joshua Praline.
“Seven years ago. Joshua. Was it truly such a dreadful experience?”
“You wouldn’t be able to fathom it, Senior Professor. The feelings of powerlessness and despair I endured; even though they transformed me into a better person, it left an indelible scar. I came back here to confront my fears and conquer them.”
Having heard this much, Philip glanced at Anise.
As the daughter of the company’s president, she appeared to be reading Philip’s mind. Her expression seemed to inquire why he hadn’t entered yet, prompting Philip to smile and knock on the door.
“May I come in?”The original appearance of this chapter can be found at Ñøv€lß1n.
The Senior Professor promptly granted permission.
“It’s your workplace. What do you need to ask? Come in.”
As he entered the undergraduate office, he found a spacious room with the Senior Professor and a young man dressed in a pristine white gown.
The other staff members seemed quite busy, probably engrossed in ongoing classes.
“Oppa?” Anise Praline called out to the young man with a hint of moisture in her voice, but strangely, his attention was fixed on Philip.
‘Why is he looking at me like that?’
“Oppa!”
It was only after Anise called him again that the young man, Joshua Praline, finally turned his gaze towards his younger sister.
“Anise, my beloved sister. I heard you were still in class; yet, here you are causing a scene.”
As Joshua opened his arms, Anise Praline rushed over and leaped into his embrace. Joshua greeted his long-lost sister with a gentle pat on the head.
“I couldn’t resist coming when I heard Oppa was here...”
“Nevertheless, you should have restrained yourself.”
With that, Joshua let go of his sister. Anise hung her head, looking a bit dejected.
“Go back and get ready for your class. After it’s over, submit your leave pass, and meet me at the main entrance.”
“Alright.”
As Anise Praline turned back wearily, Philip and Joshua exchanged glances.
Joshua gritted his teeth so tightly that it was almost audible.
“... Isn’t that right, Philip Oswald?”
“Yes, that’s correct.”
Philip nodded.
Joshua Praline then took a few steps forward.
“Surely, you remember me, right?”
After a moment of thought, Philip replied, “I’m sorry, but I don’t recall.”
At that moment, he had a feeling that there might be some unpleasant history between him and Joshua.
Soon, Emil Phanoy’s boisterous laughter reverberated through the lecture hall.
“Hehehe! Hahahaha! That’s right! I can’t remember the ones I beat up. The ones who took the blows will be whining and suffering for days, that’s for sure.”
“Could it be...?”
Upon hearing the Senior Professor’s words, Phillip formulated a hypothesis.
‘Could he be the person I fought with during my rebellious days, or perhaps the one who had a score to settle with me?’
He wasn’t sure if this was someone he had clashed with during his troublemaker days or someone who bore a grudge against him.
Phillip’s anxious gaze turned to Joshua Praline.
There was rage in his rough breaths and bloodshot eyes. If he had a sword at his waist, it looked as though he might draw it at any moment.
“You... don’t remember me? That’s absurd. Because of what you did, I was expelled from the academy. You haven’t changed since those days, still resorting to underhanded tactics.”
In that moment, a lightning bolt of realization struck Phillip’s mind.
‘The senior two years above me, who claimed I beat Phillip to a pulp... It was him.’
As the puzzle pieces fell into place, Phillip let out an internal sigh.
Confronting baseless accusations was far more distressing than he had anticipated.
“Be careful with Professor Campbell; he hasn’t been in the field for a while, so ensure no harm comes to him.”
“I’ll be cautious, sir.”
The knight stepped forward. Judging from the blue emblem on his shoulder, he seemed to be the leader of the regular knights.
“....”
Though Professor Campbell didn’t say anything, the tension in his facial expression suggested he was quite displeased.
Receiving treatment like expendable personnel was something few appreciated.
The Senior Professor directed Professor Campbell, “Don’t kill him, but make your point.”
Suppressing his anger, Professor Campbell replied, “... Understood.”
As it was a simulated duel, both began to gear up.
On Silver Knight’s side, Brian wore a silver breastplate, shoulder pads, boots, and gauntlets, while Professor Campbell donned the gold-colored equipment he used during active duty.
After completing the final checks, they stood facing each other in the middle of the practice arena, each holding a sword.
“Just remember, it’s a duel. If you feel defeated, admit it gracefully.”
Upon Payan Blesset’s words, both of them nodded.
“Then let the duel begin.”
As soon as he gave the signal, Professor Campbell launched the first attack.
It was a thrust aimed at the left chest, but Brian swiftly twisted his body to evade it. However, the strap holding his shoulder pad in place was caught by the thrust, causing it to come off with just one move.
As if by chance, it appeared that way, but Philip could see through it. That move was one he had anticipated, knowing his opponent would try to evade.
“Hoo.”
Knight Brian blinked his eyebrows in surprise. However, Professor Campbell didn’t halt his attack.
The professor’s sword was enveloped in a faint gleam, and it expertly maneuvered the space between him and Brian multiple times.
Brian parried with his own sword, each clash producing a resounding, weighty sound.
“... Impressive.”
Philip marveled at Professor Campbell’s skill. He was one step ahead of Brian in their duel.
Originally, it seemed like a showdown that could end in just a few exchanges, but surprisingly, Knight Brian responded to nearly every attack.
“He’s not blocking out of knowledge; he’s relying on instinct.”
Whether innate or learned, Brian’s sense of danger surpassed imagination. Furthermore, his physical abilities, including reflexes, outmatched those of Professor Campbell.
And so, their duel continued with numerous exchanges.
“Hoo!”
Recognizing that he might succumb to exhaustion and lose, Professor Campbell made a final push. Unwillingly, he knew that two weeks of special training couldn’t fully restore his previous stamina.
He decided to make a daring move.
For a brief moment, Professor Campbell’s sword shook multiple times.
Brian knew that the next attack would be a thrust.
However, he couldn’t decipher where the professor was aiming. Although he would have been prepared to counter any other attack, this one seemed different.
The professor’s sword indicated he was targeting Brian’s arm, then his chest, and finally his lower body with his foot and hip.
Amidst all the knowledge and skills he had acquired, the young knight chose to trust his instincts.
He opted to believe in the honed instincts developed while facing off against demons in the darkness.
And in the next breath, the victor was decided.
“... I have lost.”
With a somber expression, Professor Campbell raised his hand.
The victory belonged to Knight Brian.
His black saber pressed against Professor Campbell’s neck, and he had only grazed Professor Campbell’s black breeches lightly on the thigh.
“Tsk, come in,” the Senior Professor beckoned Campbell with a cold voice.
“You’ve done enough to warrant some cursing. It was merely bad luck that you lost. That knight, in the end, couldn’t anticipate your attack. Luck was on his side.”
“I agree, Professor. But how can we discuss the outcome without considering luck?”
“Watch your tongue, Payen. If you don’t want to witness me turn your knight into a bumbling fool in the next round.”
The commander of Silver Knight knew full well that he was capable of doing just that, so he immediately held his silence.
“Next, it’s your turn. Oswald.”
Philip sighed at the voice calling him. He wished to avoid fighting in such a tense atmosphere.
“I wanted to fight after winning.”
“I understand, Professor.”
But it was an unavoidable task. Philip slowly loosened his body, preparing for the duel.
He had thoroughly prepared over the past two weeks. Whether it would be enough remained to be seen when their swords clashed.
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Chapter 16:
Episode 017
* * *
Up until four years ago, Joshua Praline had been a student at Privia Academy.
It wasn’t entirely surprising for a successful former student to visit the academy seeking counsel or guidance. However, the timing of Joshua’s return posed a peculiar dilemma.
‘Could it be an investigation? No, that can’t be right.’
The idea that a professional athlete would come to inquire about an amateur, who merely assisted with practice, seemed highly improbable.
‘Perhaps he’s just here to meet a sibling?’
While that was the most plausible explanation, the evidence supporting it was flimsy. There was no need to target a time when the campus was bustling with people.
Accompanied by Anise Praline, Philip made his way towards the undergraduate office, taking in the lively ambiance within.
“Joshua Praline returning to the academy. This is quite unusual. He couldn’t have had such fond memories here.”
The voice belonged to Senior Professor Emil Phanoy. Philip raised an eyebrow, as it was a rare occurrence for the professor to be in the undergraduate office.
“... There’s something I must confront, Senior Professor. If I fail to overcome it, I’ll amount to nothing.”
It was a voice Philip had never heard before, and it seemed to emanate from Joshua Praline.
“Seven years ago. Joshua. Was it truly such a dreadful experience?”
“You wouldn’t be able to fathom it, Senior Professor. The feelings of powerlessness and despair I endured; even though they transformed me into a better person, it left an indelible scar. I came back here to confront my fears and conquer them.”
Having heard this much, Philip glanced at Anise.
As the daughter of the company’s president, she appeared to be reading Philip’s mind. Her expression seemed to inquire why he hadn’t entered yet, prompting Philip to smile and knock on the door.
“May I come in?”The original appearance of this chapter can be found at Ñøv€lß1n.
The Senior Professor promptly granted permission.
“It’s your workplace. What do you need to ask? Come in.”
As he entered the undergraduate office, he found a spacious room with the Senior Professor and a young man dressed in a pristine white gown.
The other staff members seemed quite busy, probably engrossed in ongoing classes.
“Oppa?” Anise Praline called out to the young man with a hint of moisture in her voice, but strangely, his attention was fixed on Philip.
‘Why is he looking at me like that?’
“Oppa!”
It was only after Anise called him again that the young man, Joshua Praline, finally turned his gaze towards his younger sister.
“Anise, my beloved sister. I heard you were still in class; yet, here you are causing a scene.”
As Joshua opened his arms, Anise Praline rushed over and leaped into his embrace. Joshua greeted his long-lost sister with a gentle pat on the head.
“I couldn’t resist coming when I heard Oppa was here...”
“Nevertheless, you should have restrained yourself.”
With that, Joshua let go of his sister. Anise hung her head, looking a bit dejected.
“Go back and get ready for your class. After it’s over, submit your leave pass, and meet me at the main entrance.”
“Alright.”
As Anise Praline turned back wearily, Philip and Joshua exchanged glances.
Joshua gritted his teeth so tightly that it was almost audible.
“... Isn’t that right, Philip Oswald?”
“Yes, that’s correct.”
Philip nodded.
Joshua Praline then took a few steps forward.
“Surely, you remember me, right?”
After a moment of thought, Philip replied, “I’m sorry, but I don’t recall.”
At that moment, he had a feeling that there might be some unpleasant history between him and Joshua.
Soon, Emil Phanoy’s boisterous laughter reverberated through the lecture hall.
“Hehehe! Hahahaha! That’s right! I can’t remember the ones I beat up. The ones who took the blows will be whining and suffering for days, that’s for sure.”
“Could it be...?”
Upon hearing the Senior Professor’s words, Phillip formulated a hypothesis.
‘Could he be the person I fought with during my rebellious days, or perhaps the one who had a score to settle with me?’
He wasn’t sure if this was someone he had clashed with during his troublemaker days or someone who bore a grudge against him.
Phillip’s anxious gaze turned to Joshua Praline.
There was rage in his rough breaths and bloodshot eyes. If he had a sword at his waist, it looked as though he might draw it at any moment.
“You... don’t remember me? That’s absurd. Because of what you did, I was expelled from the academy. You haven’t changed since those days, still resorting to underhanded tactics.”
In that moment, a lightning bolt of realization struck Phillip’s mind.
‘The senior two years above me, who claimed I beat Phillip to a pulp... It was him.’
As the puzzle pieces fell into place, Phillip let out an internal sigh.
Confronting baseless accusations was far more distressing than he had anticipated.
“Be careful with Professor Campbell; he hasn’t been in the field for a while, so ensure no harm comes to him.”
“I’ll be cautious, sir.”
The knight stepped forward. Judging from the blue emblem on his shoulder, he seemed to be the leader of the regular knights.
“....”
Though Professor Campbell didn’t say anything, the tension in his facial expression suggested he was quite displeased.
Receiving treatment like expendable personnel was something few appreciated.
The Senior Professor directed Professor Campbell, “Don’t kill him, but make your point.”
Suppressing his anger, Professor Campbell replied, “... Understood.”
As it was a simulated duel, both began to gear up.
On Silver Knight’s side, Brian wore a silver breastplate, shoulder pads, boots, and gauntlets, while Professor Campbell donned the gold-colored equipment he used during active duty.
After completing the final checks, they stood facing each other in the middle of the practice arena, each holding a sword.
“Just remember, it’s a duel. If you feel defeated, admit it gracefully.”
Upon Payan Blesset’s words, both of them nodded.
“Then let the duel begin.”
As soon as he gave the signal, Professor Campbell launched the first attack.
It was a thrust aimed at the left chest, but Brian swiftly twisted his body to evade it. However, the strap holding his shoulder pad in place was caught by the thrust, causing it to come off with just one move.
As if by chance, it appeared that way, but Philip could see through it. That move was one he had anticipated, knowing his opponent would try to evade.
“Hoo.”
Knight Brian blinked his eyebrows in surprise. However, Professor Campbell didn’t halt his attack.
The professor’s sword was enveloped in a faint gleam, and it expertly maneuvered the space between him and Brian multiple times.
Brian parried with his own sword, each clash producing a resounding, weighty sound.
“... Impressive.”
Philip marveled at Professor Campbell’s skill. He was one step ahead of Brian in their duel.
Originally, it seemed like a showdown that could end in just a few exchanges, but surprisingly, Knight Brian responded to nearly every attack.
“He’s not blocking out of knowledge; he’s relying on instinct.”
Whether innate or learned, Brian’s sense of danger surpassed imagination. Furthermore, his physical abilities, including reflexes, outmatched those of Professor Campbell.
And so, their duel continued with numerous exchanges.
“Hoo!”
Recognizing that he might succumb to exhaustion and lose, Professor Campbell made a final push. Unwillingly, he knew that two weeks of special training couldn’t fully restore his previous stamina.
He decided to make a daring move.
For a brief moment, Professor Campbell’s sword shook multiple times.
Brian knew that the next attack would be a thrust.
However, he couldn’t decipher where the professor was aiming. Although he would have been prepared to counter any other attack, this one seemed different.
The professor’s sword indicated he was targeting Brian’s arm, then his chest, and finally his lower body with his foot and hip.
Amidst all the knowledge and skills he had acquired, the young knight chose to trust his instincts.
He opted to believe in the honed instincts developed while facing off against demons in the darkness.
And in the next breath, the victor was decided.
“... I have lost.”
With a somber expression, Professor Campbell raised his hand.
The victory belonged to Knight Brian.
His black saber pressed against Professor Campbell’s neck, and he had only grazed Professor Campbell’s black breeches lightly on the thigh.
“Tsk, come in,” the Senior Professor beckoned Campbell with a cold voice.
“You’ve done enough to warrant some cursing. It was merely bad luck that you lost. That knight, in the end, couldn’t anticipate your attack. Luck was on his side.”
“I agree, Professor. But how can we discuss the outcome without considering luck?”
“Watch your tongue, Payen. If you don’t want to witness me turn your knight into a bumbling fool in the next round.”
The commander of Silver Knight knew full well that he was capable of doing just that, so he immediately held his silence.
“Next, it’s your turn. Oswald.”
Philip sighed at the voice calling him. He wished to avoid fighting in such a tense atmosphere.
“I wanted to fight after winning.”
“I understand, Professor.”
But it was an unavoidable task. Philip slowly loosened his body, preparing for the duel.
He had thoroughly prepared over the past two weeks. Whether it would be enough remained to be seen when their swords clashed.
—————
Translator’s thought:- if you like the novel, please consider adding it on your Reading List at Novelupdates, and writing a small review. It would help this book get more /series/i-became-a-crazy-swordsmanship-instructor-in-the-game/
Thank you! Happy reading!
Chapter 16:Episode 017* * *Up until four years ago, Joshua Praline had been a student at Privia Academy.It wasn't entirely surprising for a successful former student to visit the academy seeking counsel or guidance. However, the timing of Joshua's return posed a peculiar dilemma.Could it be an investigation? No, that can't be right.'The idea that a professional athlete would come to inquire about an amateur, who merely assisted with practice, seemed highly improbable.Perhaps he's just here to meet a sibling?'While that was the most plausible explanation, the evidence supporting it was flimsy. There was no need to target a time when the campus was bustling with people.Accompanied by Anise Praline, Philip made his way towards the undergraduate office, taking in the lively ambiance within.Joshua Praline returning to the academy. This is quite unusual. He couldn't have had such fond memories here.The voice belonged to Senior Professor Emil Phanoy. Philip raised an eyebrow, as it was a rare occurrence for the professor to be in the undergraduate office.... There's something I must confront, Senior Professor. If I fail to overcome it, I'll amount to nothing.It was a voice Philip had never heard before, and it seemed to emanate from Joshua Praline.Seven years ago. Joshua. Was it truly such a dreadful experience?You wouldn't be able to fathom it, Senior Professor. The feelings of powerlessness and despair I endured; even though they transformed me into a better person, it left an indelible scar. I came back here to confront my fears and conquer them.Having heard this much, Philip glanced at Anise.As the daughter of the company's president, she appeared to be reading Philip's mind. Her expression seemed to inquire why he hadn't entered yet, prompting Philip to smile and knock on the door.May I come in?The original appearance of this chapter can be found at Nvl1n.The Senior Professor promptly granted permission.It's your workplace. What do you need to ask? Come in.As he entered the undergraduate office, he found a spacious room with the Senior Professor and a young man dressed in a pristine white gown.The other staff members seemed quite busy, probably engrossed in ongoing classes.Oppa? Anise Praline called out to the young man with a hint of moisture in her voice, but strangely, his attention was fixed on Philip.Why is he looking at me like that?'Oppa!It was only after Anise called him again that the young man, Joshua Praline, finally turned his gaze towards his younger sister.Anise, my beloved sister. I heard you were still in class; yet, here you are causing a scene.As Joshua opened his arms, Anise Praline rushed over and leaped into his embrace. Joshua greeted his long-lost sister with a gentle pat on the head.I couldn't resist coming when I heard Oppa was here...Nevertheless, you should have restrained yourself.With that, Joshua let go of his sister. Anise hung her head, looking a bit dejected.Go back and get ready for your class. After it's over, submit your leave pass, and meet me at the main entrance.Alright.As Anise Praline turned back wearily, Philip and Joshua exchanged glances. Joshua gritted his teeth so tightly that it was almost audible.... Isn't that right, Philip Oswald?Yes, that's correct.Philip nodded. Joshua Praline then took a few steps forward.Surely, you remember me, right?After a moment of thought, Philip replied, I'm sorry, but I don't recall.At that moment, he had a feeling that there might be some unpleasant history between him and Joshua.Soon, Emil Phanoy's boisterous laughter reverberated through the lecture hall.Hehehe! Hahahaha! That's right! I can't remember the ones I beat up. The ones who took the blows will be whining and suffering for days, that's for sure.Could it be...?Upon hearing the Senior Professor's words, Phillip formulated a hypothesis.Could he be the person I fought with during my rebellious days, or perhaps the one who had a score to settle with me?'He wasn't sure if this was someone he had clashed with during his troublemaker days or someone who bore a grudge against him.Phillip's anxious gaze turned to Joshua Praline.There was rage in his rough breaths and bloodshot eyes. If he had a sword at his waist, it looked as though he might draw it at any moment.You... don't remember me? That's absurd. Because of what you did, I was expelled from the academy. You haven't changed since those days, still resorting to underhanded tactics.In that moment, a lightning bolt of realization struck Phillip's mind.The senior two years above me, who claimed I beat Phillip to a pulp... It was him.'As the puzzle pieces fell into place, Phillip let out an internal sigh.Confronting baseless accusations was far more distressing than he had anticipated.Be careful with Professor Campbell; he hasn't been in the field for a while, so ensure no harm comes to him.I'll be cautious, sir.The knight stepped forward. Judging from the blue emblem on his shoulder, he seemed to be the leader of the regular knights.....Though Professor Campbell didn't say anything, the tension in his facial expression suggested he was quite displeased.Receiving treatment like expendable personnel was something few appreciated.The Senior Professor directed Professor Campbell, Don't kill him, but make your point.Suppressing his anger, Professor Campbell replied, ... Understood.As it was a simulated duel, both began to gear up.On Silver Knight's side, Brian wore a silver breastplate, shoulder pads, boots, and gauntlets, while Professor Campbell donned the gold-colored equipment he used during active duty.After completing the final checks, they stood facing each other in the middle of the practice arena, each holding a sword.Just remember, it's a duel. If you feel defeated, admit it gracefully.Upon Payan Blesset's words, both of them nodded.Then let the duel begin.As soon as he gave the signal, Professor Campbell launched the first attack.It was a thrust aimed at the left chest, but Brian swiftly twisted his body to evade it. However, the strap holding his shoulder pad in place was caught by the thrust, causing it to come off with just one move.As if by chance, it appeared that way, but Philip could see through it. That move was one he had anticipated, knowing his opponent would try to evade.Hoo.Knight Brian blinked his eyebrows in surprise. However, Professor Campbell didn't halt his attack.The professor's sword was enveloped in a faint gleam, and it expertly maneuvered the space between him and Brian multiple times.Brian parried with his own sword, each clash producing a resounding, weighty sound.... Impressive.Philip marveled at Professor Campbell's skill. He was one step ahead of Brian in their duel.Originally, it seemed like a showdown that could end in just a few exchanges, but surprisingly, Knight Brian responded to nearly every attack.He's not blocking out of knowledge; he's relying on instinct.Whether innate or learned, Brian's sense of danger surpassed imagination. Furthermore, his physical abilities, including reflexes, outmatched those of Professor Campbell.And so, their duel continued with numerous exchanges.Hoo!Recognizing that he might succumb to exhaustion and lose, Professor Campbell made a final push. Unwillingly, he knew that two weeks of special training couldn't fully restore his previous stamina.He decided to make a daring move.For a brief moment, Professor Campbell's sword shook multiple times.Brian knew that the next attack would be a thrust.However, he couldn't decipher where the professor was aiming. Although he would have been prepared to counter any other attack, this one seemed different.The professor's sword indicated he was targeting Brian's arm, then his chest, and finally his lower body with his foot and hip.Amidst all the knowledge and skills he had acquired, the young knight chose to trust his instincts.He opted to believe in the honed instincts developed while facing off against demons in the darkness.And in the next breath, the victor was decided.... I have lost.With a somber expression, Professor Campbell raised his hand.The victory belonged to Knight Brian.His black saber pressed against Professor Campbell's neck, and he had only grazed Professor Campbell's black breeches lightly on the thigh.Tsk, come in, the Senior Professor beckoned Campbell with a cold voice.You've done enough to warrant some cursing. It was merely bad luck that you lost. That knight, in the end, couldn't anticipate your attack. Luck was on his side.I agree, Professor. But how can we discuss the outcome without considering luck?Watch your tongue, Payen. If you don't want to witness me turn your knight into a bumbling fool in the next round.The commander of Silver Knight knew full well that he was capable of doing just that, so he immediately held his silence.Next, it's your turn. Oswald.Philip sighed at the voice calling him. He wished to avoid fighting in such a tense atmosphere.I wanted to fight after winning.I understand, Professor.But it was an unavoidable task. Philip slowly loosened his body, preparing for the duel.He had thoroughly prepared over the past two weeks. Whether it would be enough remained to be seen when their swords clashed.Translator's thought:- if you like the novel, please consider adding it on your Reading List at Novelupdates, and writing a small review. It would help this book get more /series/i-became-a-crazy-swordsmanship-instructor-in-the-game/Thank you! Happy reading!
