I Became a Swordsmanship Instructor in a Romance Novel

“Now that I’ve got you, it’s over for you. How about begging for your life?”

Tullak spoke with a smirk, but Soi, who was being held upside down, couldn’t hear him.

She just swung her sword as if possessed.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

Crackle!!!

The sharp sound of metal clashing against metal filled the air.

Soi’s desperate struggle.

She tried to cut off Tullak’s forearm that was holding her leg, but

Even with a magic stone-coated sword, it was difficult for a Bishop-level to inflict significant damage without the necessary skills to back it up.

Indeed, all that appeared on his forearm were scratches, as if from her desperate swings.

“Kieeek!!”

Soi threatened him, gnashing her teeth.

Unable to shake him off with her sword,

She struggled.

She tried to kick his face with her free leg,

aim for his eyes with her sword,

and strike his vital points with her fists.

However, Tullak effortlessly deflected Soi’s attacks by simply twisting his body.

“…This is a completely rabid dog.”

Even though he himself was the type to fight emotionally once immersed in battle, this girl seemed far worse.

The first priority was to subdue her.

“I hope you don’t die in one hit. I still have a lot to ask you.”

Tullak pulled up the hand holding her ankle.

Whoosh─

Soi’s small body was lifted along his thick arm.

The scenery passed quickly above her pupils.

“Kyaaaak!!!”

Tullak’s arm straightened out, and Soi momentarily hung in the air.

Her eyes caught the blue sky.

And at the moment she was forcefully thrown down towards the ground.

Slice━

Suddenly, she felt a lightness in her body,

and the heavy grip on her ankle felt empty, as if it had vanished.

Soi continued to fall to the ground due to gravity and inertia.

In the midst of it all, she clearly saw Tullak’s shocked expression and the dense muscles at the severed end of his thick forearm.

Pshhh─!

The spurting blood drenched her face.

Thud.

Soi rolled her body and landed on the ground using a breakfall technique.

She looked up with a dazed expression.

Beside her, a translucent skeletal knight, who seemed to have cut off the arm that was holding her, stood with its sword lowered.

And from the stomach of the giant man who had been attacking her just moments ago, a slender hand protruded.

The owner of the hand peeked out from behind Tullak’s shoulder.

The severe bread addict, Julie.

“You’re the Saintess, right? Make me one more loaf of bread, besides the ones the Hero promised me.”

* * *

After killing Madame, Julie quickly withdrew from the front lines and entered the tunnels where the survivors were sheltered to gather her strength.

“Sigh, I want to eat bread…”

Julie wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth with her sleeve and began to pray.

The method of handling Lost Hope’s power basically started with a prayer posture of kneeling with both hands clasped together.

She had devoured them to deal with the experienced Bishops, but

The sudden surge of the Demon King’s power was a great burden even for her.

Moreover, she no longer believed in the Demon King.

She only believed in bread.

“…Ugh…”

What would happen if a traitor like her tried to pray and handle the Demon King’s power?

Beads of cold sweat formed on Julie’s forehead, and dark blue veins bulged on her body.

Not only the newly acquired power, but also the power she originally possessed began to rebel.

She squeezed her eyes shut and groaned, suppressing the pain that felt like her whole body was being torn apart.

“For bread. For bread only… Bread is the truth and the world…”

She replaced the Demon King with bread in the original prayer.

Then the seizure became even worse.

“Kaaaaah…”

She tried her best to digest the power that was rampaging within her body and make it her own, but

This was beyond her capabilities.

The power itself was originally too much for a human to handle.

Julie soon reached her limit.

She could easily guess that if this continued, her whole body would explode.

‘Oh, no…! I haven’t even eaten the three loaves I was promised yet…!!’

The only thing that kept her going this far was her obsession with bread.

At that moment.

A clear energy entered her back and began to spread slowly.

So pure that… it was chillingly pure mana.

“You know,”

This voice, she knew it.

The man who introduced himself as the Hero.

Zeke Clayman.

“You remember the girl who was with me. Actually, that girl made the bread.”

“Gulp?” (The Saintess who produces bread!?)

Julie opened her eyes wide and looked back involuntarily.

“Focus. This is an important moment. If your concentration breaks, your body could explode.”

Zeke frowned and scolded her.

“Groan…” (Then why are you saying that now!)

“Help that child when you’re done taming your power. And don’t speak informally to me.”

“Groan?” (Then what are you going to do…?)

“I think the Lost Hope guys are going to summon the Demon King now… so I have to go there… Hmm, Eustia is much weaker than I thought and there are only a lot of them, so they’re going to be sacrificed. Well, it’s better than sacrificing civilians since I can’t stop the summoning anyway…”

Julie clenched her teeth so hard she couldn’t make a proper sound.

So she just let out a moan-like sound, but strangely enough, they were able to understand each other’s conversation.

This man tells her to focus after saying such a thing.

Isn’t that too much?

“Groan?” (I just have to help that girl?)

“Yes, a Lost Hope Bishop will be assigned to Soi soon. If you time your ambush right, you can take out one more. Then you’ll get six.”

Six loaves of bread!

Julie’s green eyes lit up with strong determination.

Julie, who further enhanced her concentration and began to control the energy in her body.

She felt a mysterious sensation.

The Demon King’s power, which until just a moment ago had been struggling to destroy her body, immediately lost its spirit as soon as the Hero’s energy entered.

‘The, the Demon King… seems to be afraid…?’

Even though she now believed in bread, Julie was a former Demon King believer.

She was one of the only ten Bishops.

Julie, who had been kidnapped and raised by Lost Hope before she could even form proper thoughts.

Since the only world she had ever seen was Lost Hope, she naturally became a member of Lost Hope.

Combined with her innate talent, she naturally rose to the position of Battle Bishop, but

She had unwavering confidence in her faith,

So Julie could somewhat grasp the Demon King’s feelings through her power.

The power pretended to be calm but stepped back as if uncomfortable with Zeke’s energy.

Her eyes widened.

It was a sight she had never seen before.

The power that had always been solemn and dignified…

The power that threatened to demand a price every time she tried to use it…

It became obedient to her will, as if it were better to be with Julie than to face Zeke’s energy.

‘Who on earth is this person…?’

Even though she had betrayed Lost Hope and come to believe in bread, Julie still felt awe for the Demon King’s overwhelming power and alien authority.

A being that instilled fear in such a Demon King…

Apart from the fact that her respect for the Demon King was crumbling,

A deep sense of relief welled up in Julie’s heart.

‘I’m glad I changed sides…’

Thus, the strengthened Julie no longer recklessly sought bread as she had before.

Of course, she still drooled if she let her guard down, but…

* * *

And now.

Although she had managed to sever one arm and pierce his stomach in a surprise attack, Tullak was still alive.

Originally, it was an attack aimed at piercing his heart, but this bald guy’s monstrous senses were not easy to overcome even when he was completely off guard.

If looks could kill, his gaze would be like this.

Tullak glared at Julie with burning eyes.

“Julie!!!!!!!!!!!!”

A rough roar filled with hatred erupted from his mouth.

But ignoring Tullak’s shout, Julie spoke to Soi, who was beside her.

“Saintess.”

“Kieeek…!”

But Soi Spoon was wary even of Julie, who had saved her.

The Hero had given her a word for this very situation.

“…Hmm, what was it… Soi… Spoon?”

“…Groan.”

“Dirt Spoon?”

“…Ugh. Don’t call me… Dirt Spoon…”

“Oh… It really works?”

Soi clutched her head with both hands and gritted her teeth.

Her eyes flickered between red and gray.

“The Hero told me something, so listen carefully while you’re still conscious. He said you have to become the master of your emotions.”

“…Master of my emotions?”

“Yeah, I don’t know what it means either. He just told me to tell you. He said you’d be able to do it now that all the conditions are met…?”

Soi’s eyebrows furrowed.

“Hmm, I’ve gotten stronger with my new power, but it’s kind of a cheat… Even though I cut off one arm and pierced his stomach, it’s hard to overwhelmingly defeat him because of the type matchup. Hmm, but I might be able to beat him if you give me a loaf of bread… Do you have one left by any chance?”

“…I don’t have any right now…”

“Then there’s no choice, become the master of your emotions or whatever quickly.”

Julie clicked her tongue and said.

Tullak, whose entire body had turned bright red as he fumed.

His muscles were twitching as if his heart was pounding.

“Before our old Tullak goes berserk.”