The Villains I Taught Became Heroes chapter 27

27 – Graduation – Part 3

Unforgivable.

To dare intrude upon the Eastern Peak and then insult one’s master in their presence.

Rage simmered.

Revealing his indignation, Sowol tightly gripped his sword, snapping back to his senses.

Maintain composure. Must maintain composure.

‘Not as easy as it sounds.’

He never knew how challenging it could be to maintain composure in the face of a detestable enemy.

Perhaps that’s why the master always emphasized composure?

The excitement born of anger gradually began to subside.

Observing this, the wielder of darkness sneered.

“You’re quite something, young lady. I’ve heard about you already, but…”

“You’ve heard about me?”

“The genius of the Eastern Peak. I’ve heard that, despite being a mere teenager, you can already wield a sword. Truly regrettable.”

“What’s so regrettable?”

Sowol stared at his adversary, slowly dragging his foot.

Must keep the distance from the enemy. Seize the opportunity in conversation.

Did the opponent catch on? Uncertain.

But for now, do what can be done.

“With your talents, you could rise to become the head of this academy in the future…”

“Heh. I have no intention of settling for just the headmaster’s position.”

“Hahaha. Ambitious, I see. Of course, if you come under my guidance and learn well, you might even aim for the position of the Grand Headmaster. How about it? Interested in working under the current headmaster?”

“With so little money, I wonder if the upper echelons or the places I attack would provide a decent reward.”

With a smirk and a graceful smile, Sowol lightly gripped his sword.

The distance to the adversary shortened. Realizing he was nearing the range of the Moonlight Blade, Sowol drew upon his inner magic, surveying the surroundings.

The Eastern Peak’s warriors fought valiantly. And Hyun?

‘Truly a master’s disciple.’

Wielding the Moonlight Whip, effortlessly capturing dragons that soared through the sky using magic.

Then, only he remained.

When So Wol’s sharp gaze met his own, the Bishop of the Hyeok-ui, the Asura sect, smirked and raised his sword.

“Are you disrespecting this sect?”

“Actually, isn’t it worthy of disrespect?”

Now, let’s begin. The art of starting a fight begins with provoking the enemy’s excitement. So, what should be done here?

“Asura bastard.”

“…!!”

A faint smile that was forming at the utterance of just one word froze the face.

His religion, belief, everything. How could one maintain composure while being insulted for it?

So Wol’s thoughts hit the mark, and the Bishop rolled his eyes and shouted.

“You damn dog!!! How dare you insult Lord Asura?! Unforgivable!!”

The enemy losing composure isn’t frightening.

Look.

Can’t you see the opening in that charging huge body? Unlike the opponent, So Wol maintained composure and smirked.

This fight.

Won.

***

Well done!

As Wyvern’s wings tore, and its thick scales split open, revealing the moonlight gem inside, I silently praised So Wol’s movements.

Indeed, teaching one thing leads to knowing two or three as a basic.

I’ve always emphasized the importance of maintaining indifference during a fight.

Not only keeping that but also provoking the opponent to anger and excitement. He’s my disciple, but he’s excellent.

“Ahhhh!!”

“Even Asura seems pitiful. If someone as pathetic as you worships them, their worth must be truly lacking!”

“Shut up! You wench!!”

“Asura bastard!”

“Arghhh!! I’ll rip your mouth apart!!”

Who knew calling someone an Asura bastard could yield such efficient results?

If only there were such commands in games, I’d have used them diligently.

Almost mockingly, I observed So Wol confronting the enemy.

A perfect opportunity.

You can see how much Sowol has grown.

That’s why I fought against other enemies, observing Sowol’s condition.

The movements themselves are excellent.

The speed at which the sword is swung is refreshing, and there is no awkwardness in the movement of the arms and legs.

His movements, like dancing, were akin to the fluttering of butterfly wings, effortlessly deflecting the enemy’s attacks.

“Amazing.”

Suddenly, Laila, who had come to my side, exclaimed.

She was right.

It was amazing.

Building on the foundation created during training, Sowol was rapidly developing.

“In a few years, I might not be able to beat him with a sword.”

My skills, accumulated through bugs, potions, and tricks, might be considered insufficient for the top tier.

But Sowol is different.

She was becoming stronger based on her overflowing talent, using the basics as a stepping stone.

It’s only natural for someone talented who doesn’t stop their efforts to exhibit remarkable growth.

“Is it that impressive?”

“Well, if I use everything else, I might win, but…”

“Hahaha…”

While Laila and I exchanged a brief conversation, Sowol was drawing her enemies into her territory.

Moonlight Dance.

It seems that the third form of the Moonlight Sword, which she recently learned, is gradually becoming more refined.

The more she fought, the stronger Sowol became.

It was evident.

Who would believe that the girl who learned the sword had barely been doing it for a year?

It seemed that I wasn’t the only one who noticed this fact.

Even the warriors from the Eastern Summit, watching the battle after it ended, were impressed.

“Th-this girl…!!”

And even Sowol’s enemies were marveling at her growth.

The black-clad figure, realizing that he was just a part of Sowol’s experience points, was desperately trying to regain composure.

But it was already too late.

So Wol’s Moonlight Dance was complete.

“Haaaah!”

With a sharp aura, So Wol’s sword shot up.

Unable to withstand the increasingly rapid and intricate sword strikes, the opponent tried to retreat, but So Wol’s sword did not miss its mark.

“Clang!”

And the result was the enemy’s neck being deeply severed.

After dropping the sword and clutching his throat, the fallen opponent staggered, and So Wol, after delivering the final blow, slowly exhaled.

Under the subtle moonlight, the girl, now drenched in blood, looked incredibly beautiful despite the gruesome scene.

“Lady!”

“You’re amazing!”

Indeed, she was extraordinary.

Now that I’ve passed on the Moonlight Dance, I can leave.

…

Though they had overcome those who intruded from the eastern summit, it wasn’t without casualties.

Anyway, there were those who suffered from their attacks.

Feeling sorry for the injured despite defeating the assailants, they earnestly provided treatment.

“Thank you, Master.”

From Noble mtl dot com

“No need. It’s not proper to just leave the injured unattended. Besides, I didn’t treat them alone. Well.”

As news spread about the Asura Sect’s attack, support also came from the church.

Thanks to that, my healing count decreased, but I couldn’t help but feel fortunate that there were others better at healing than me.

“What about the deceased?”

There were casualties from the Asura Sect’s attack.

Though a smaller number compared to the wounded, they certainly existed.

Thinking about them made my stomach churn.

This world is based on a game.

But it’s not a game. The dead don’t come back to life. Of course, one could resurrect as an undead, but that’s not truly living, so let’s leave that aside.

“A merchant must consider both what is lost and what is gained.”

Seated in front of me, Sojungyang calmly spoke as she sipped her tea. Despite her anger, she remained a merchant.

Analyzing the gains and losses here.

He presented the documents, squeezing them tightly enough for his hands to turn red, suppressing his anger.

It was a list of what they had acquired from the attackers this time.

Let’s see…

Oh, not bad.

Considering the value of this, excluding the reward paid, it seems like there’s no loss.

“Because we captured the bishop of the Asura Church, we have become even more closely connected with the church.”

“Not bad.”

“And they say the church will send more personnel to prepare for possible future attacks.”

In other words, they plan to mobilize the church’s figures and forces in the upper east.

If it were a small upper figure, it would be a family matter, but if it were a huge upper figure like the upper east, it would be a different story.

It was an opportunity to aim for higher places using this as a stepping stone.

“If the church members settle there, we can make deals with the church. The upper east will grow even larger.”

“Yes. We’ll have to work even harder in the future. If the Lord here joins us, it will be even better. Hahaha…”

Watching his dry laughter, I tilted my head.

I heard that Sowol, the master of the Asura Church, had brought down the bishop alone.

And he already knows my goal.

When Sowol’s class is over, I will leave.

So that’s why I’m making this proposal, but there’s no way I can stay.

“If you need a talented child, what about Laila?”

“If you can’t find one, make Laila your disciple.”

“Ah, I wonder how many children with talents similar to our Sowol there are.”

I wonder too. Are there any?

“Then when do you plan to start passing on the final examination to Sowol?”

I took a sip of tea, listening to Sowol’s bitter voice.

Since when…

“We should start from tomorrow.”

After finishing the meeting with Sowol, I returned to my lodging and looked at the letter that had come to me.

I had entrusted the investigation of a talented child to the information guild and other informants.

“How much money did I spend, and you still haven’t found the child?”

“What are you looking for?”

“Oh, you’re here?”

Now, Sowol, who had become a regular visitor to my place, approached with a bright smile.

Having burned the letters that she couldn’t see, I examined Sowol. Her spirit had significantly stabilized since the last fight.

“It’s time to pass down the final inspection of the Moonlight Sword.”

“Really?! It’s somewhat regrettable, but I’m glad.”

I felt the same way.