I Possessed the Heroine’s Teacher

The inside of the mine was filled with humidity, making it very damp. Well, maybe it wasn’t originally like this. But right now, I wasn’t given the chance to know what the original humidity of the mine was like.

“Water bullets, pierce the heart.”

The incoming claws, the members of the miner’s guild, and even the puppets of the Black Round Table… all perished by the water-based magic that Lorcha cast. And I learned two new things.

First, there were beasts that easily became aroused just by looking at Lorcha’s figure.

[Hey, after that guy over there, we’ll capture the woman. Damn, we’re lucky to see a woman like this after so long.]

[Yeah, her figure is a little lacking, but she’s a woman, isn’t she? If I sell the guy next to her, I think he’d fetch a pretty good price.]

[Honestly, I’m fine with the guy too…]

[Hey hey, first, tie them up!]

Of course, I responded with a Ho-yeong-ryu and a Goe-wan-ryu Jeonggwon to their pathetic attacks. These desperate, lustful monkeys’ shallow attacks couldn’t reach me, Werner Alton. The attacks of frivolous people are always shallow and insignificant.

“Sleep within my love.”

With the mindset of a ninja cutting off the neck of a yakuza wreaking havoc in the underworld, I ended their lives. According to Count Halstead, at first, they had a hard time as well. Poor working conditions, low wages, yeah, they must have struggled. Sure, I might feel some sympathy. But since you allied with the Black Round Table, you’re trash. Since you chose the path of trash, you’re nothing but maggots.

“Just die, you bastards!”

Unlike me, armed with mercy and love, Lorcha answered them with laughter.

“Is that how much you like women? Didn’t you get love from your mother when you were little? Want me to let you meet your mother, bastard?”

Lorcha focused her blue magic power at her fingertips. Honestly, when it came to water magic, even I, Werner, couldn’t keep up with Lorcha.

“Water’s blade, cut my enemies and purify them.”

When she flicked her fingers, the heads of the enemies in her trajectory began rolling on the ground. The floor became soaked with blood and the water she conjured. Ah… I should have worn boots… My feet were already damp.

“Go to hell and cry for your moms to hug you.”

Lorcha didn’t seem in a good mood today. Well, it made sense. She was in this damn mine, filled with lustful monkeys, so it was understandable. I could empathize with that… until she kicked the head of a Black Round Table soldier who was rolling on the floor.

I wanted to point out her blasphemous actions, but since her expression didn’t seem good, I decided against it. After all, those bastards didn’t respect life, so even if their deaths were insulted, they couldn’t argue back.

However… at least I wanted to bury them underground. That was the least I could do, out of respect.

“Earth’s mouth, swallow their bodies.”

At least let them sleep in the earth, you maggot bastards.

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“Ugh, how much longer do we have to go?”

“The deeper we go, the more dust there is in the air, and it feels somehow stifling.”

Thanks to that, my shirt was soaked with sweat and felt sticky. However, Lorcha didn’t show any sign of sweating.

“Lorcha… aren’t you hot? I feel like I’ve entered an oven right now.”

“Ah… didn’t I tell you? Our family is blessed by the Water Spirit King. Thanks to that, most of the heat or cold produced by nature is blocked. Even in summer, I’m not hot, and in the middle of winter, I wouldn’t feel cold even if I were naked.”

“Ah… you have a hobby of going outside naked in the winter?”

I tried to be respectful. Everyone has their own hobbies. Even if Lorcha’s hobby was outdoor exposure, I’d be willing to respect her. That’s the manner of an English gentleman when dealing with a lady.

But in response to my gentlemanly manners, Lorcha answered with the violence of British imperialism. I barely blocked Lorcha’s dropkick, but my posture was thrown off, and I had no choice but to fall backward. Lorcha didn’t miss the opportunity and mounted me. If Lorcha had gone into martial arts instead of magic, she probably would have become a genius of the century.

“Hey! I don’t have that kind of hobby! I was just giving an example! An example! I just meant that even in winter, it’s still warm! It’s warm even in winter!”

Wow, her punch really stings…

“I just mean I won’t freeze to death…”

“Well, you won’t freeze to death, but right now, I feel like I’m going to get beaten to death…”

There was no physical damage, but it hurt like hell. After that UFC match, which ended with my surrender, we started heading deeper into the mine.

“By the way, I’m kind of envious of your immunity to heat and cold.”

“It’s not perfect immunity. There are limits to how much it can mitigate the cold or heat produced by nature. If I go to the snow mountains in the far north, I’ll feel the cold, and if I go to a volcano in the far south, I’ll feel the heat.”

“Most people would die from the cold or heat before they even got there…”

The snow mountains where torches freeze, and the volcanoes where torches melt… There were rumors that spirit kings lived there, but no one had ever confirmed the truth of those rumors. The truth of those rumors didn’t matter—if you don’t survive, you can’t testify, right? Those who went there froze to death or dried up from the heat, so how would they prove it?

The existence of the spirit kings living there is like Schrödinger’s cat. They might exist, or they might not; no one knows.

“Is that all the effect of the blessing? It’s kind of anticlimactic.”

“Ah, when I make dishes that use a lot of water, like soup or drinks, they always turn out delicious. Even if I purposely put in weird ingredients and make the seasoning a mess, it always comes out tasty.”

“…That’s amazing. Actually, that might be the most impressive effect.”

“Right? I think so too. That effect is the most convenient. Even when I’m working alone until the crack of dawn, I still need to grab a meal somehow, and it’s super convenient for that.”

The chains of guilt began to tighten around my heart. Werner was me, and I was Werner.

After Werner threw everything away and deserted, it was also my responsibility that Lorcha worked for 12 years and only took 11 days off. It would have been strange if I wasn’t nervous when she talked about the struggles she went through.

“Hey, Lorcha, that story… can we drop it now?”

“Shh!”

Lorcha placed her finger over her lips and covered my mouth with her other hand. I could feel the salty warmth of her hand against me.

She quietly sent me a message through her magic.

[Someone is coming.]

Only then did I feel their footsteps. Three men… one woman… all of them were formidable opponents. I began to doubt whether we could handle them.

As I continued to listen intently, I was able to overhear fragments of their conversation. I couldn’t hear everything like a broken radio, but I could understand some parts.

[Lord… Rand… Ah… one thing… solved… question… deep… yes.]

[Shut up… there’s no… first… thing… Iron… King of… and bonds…]

[By the way… Sir Wayne… the family’s… members… perfect… in… matters… can’t… tolerate…]

[Don’t worry so much… the problem… could be solved… outside… there should be an ally…]

These assholes, what’s wrong with their heads? Why does every word they say get cut off? I quietly moved closer to eavesdrop more carefully, but I accidentally stepped on a small stone, which made a noise and gave us away.

A frivolous voice irritated Lorcha and me.

“This is the part where you get found out, so come out. We knew you were hiding anyway.”

These bastards were being considerate in their own way. The Black Round Table that was there…

“Is it you? I’ve been seeing your face a lot lately, and it’s not exactly pleasant.”

The Lancelot bastard.

“I didn’t want to meet someone like you either.”

“Hmm… a royal mage and a Water Tower master… before playing around with the other tower masters, a little warm-up might be good.”

A blond man. The one giving us a completely condescending look was Gawain.

“…”

Then a woman and a young man, who just silently wore masks and faded into the darkness of the mine, as if the shadow of death had taken them away.

Gawain looked me up and down and spoke in a voice filled with interest.

“You… you’re interesting. That damn goddess… no, let’s stop here. That’s not the important part. The important thing is, join our Black Round Table.”

“Go fuck yourself.”

I had no intention of joining a group with such a stupid name as the Black Round Table. Maybe if it was called something like ‘Red Moon’ or ‘Night Crow,’ I might have considered it… but Black Round Table? The name was just ridiculous.

“Well, if that’s how it is, then there’s no choice. We’ll just brainwash you and make you one of us…”

That was a load of bullshit. But it wasn’t me who formally protested against this nonsense.

“Shut the hell up, you crazy bastard.”

Lorcha grabbed my cheek.

“He owes me 12 years. And you want to take him? He’s got to pay off those 12 years of debt and the 70 years of interest before he can go anywhere.”

12 years turned into 82 years.

“Ha… the young girl is quite bold.”

“Oh, so you think it’s good to be old? Then your mom must be pretty damn old too, huh? So your mom’s breast milk must be powdered milk by now?”

Lorcha really seemed like she came from the streets.