I Possessed the Heroine’s Teacher

Most wizards devote their lives to developing new magic or educating the next generation under the rules of a magic tower, and this is enough to satisfy their desire to pass on their knowledge to future generations.

So, what does a Royal Magician do?

Royal Magicians, like regular magicians, are also responsible for research and education. But that’s only when they’re free. Usually, they are like a special forces unit of the Royal Family, going on expeditions with the Knights to exterminate monsters or going to war. They often die because they are frequently called upon for war or monster extermination.

Since they are magicians befitting the Royal Family, they are required to be skilled and are given difficult tasks. They often see dirty things while doing dangerous work on the battlefield or exterminating monsters, making it a typical 3D job that combines Difficult, Dangerous, and Dirty.

In the official setting, Werner is said to have rejected offers from magic tower masters to become the next master and instead chose to become a Royal Magician. When the news reached other magicians, they clicked their tongues in disappointment. It’s natural for them to be disappointed when a promising talent in academia chooses to work in the delivery industry. Werner, you fool, chose a 3D job just so you could work closely with your brothers and sisters.

“Fuck that damn Lorcha…”

Fortunately, a Royal Magician is not a job where you get weird tattoos from the Emperor’s slaves or make potions to increase the Emperor’s stamina for his nightly pleasures.

The Emperor himself ruled a polygamous country but was a pure-hearted man who didn’t touch any woman except the Empress. He may have been a little foolish, but he loved his people. To compare him to the Three Kingdoms, he was like Liu Shan with a buff that made him love his people. However, all the heroes, who were like Zhuge Liang of the Three Kingdoms, except for one, had gone on an expedition.

Whoever the Emperor was, my immediate concern was my own work.

“Melchior, Melissa, what… will they think of me?”

For now, Werner’s memories were still jumbled, so it was impossible to recall all the things he had done or his reputation. So, for now, I had to rely on the help of those around me.

At my question, Melchior and Melissa burst out laughing.

“Hahahaha! Werner, is that really your question…!”

“Hah! Little brother, you really don’t remember…?”

What’s so funny? These otakus are having fun with their inside jokes again…

“Why are you laughing?”

“The people in the Royal Family who hold a grudge against you… it would be faster to count the people who don’t hold a grudge against you.”

“What did I do? I’m really innocent.”

It’s like they’re villains, holding a grudge against this kind-hearted great wizard. Werner must have only struck down those who attacked him with his so-called justice’s hammer. But to still hold a grudge after being struck by that hammer, they must not have received enough education.

“First of all, the person who hates you the most will probably be the Crown Prince.”

First of all, when I return to work, I will punch that Crown Prince in the face with a Confucian punch, or rather, an educational punch, while shouting, “Hey, Crown Prince, give me two dongs!”

“What did I do?”

“When you were 15 years old and teaching magic to the Crown Prince, you hit him on the head because he was dozing off, and then you froze him with magic for a whole day because he complained about it. Don’t you remember that?”

Werner, you bastard… This crazy villain. How bad was his teenage angst that he did that to the Crown Prince? It wasn’t justice’s hammer, it was just him swinging his hammer to the beat of his own drum and causing damage.

“How old was the Crown Prince at the time…?”

“You were 15 years old at the time, so the Crown Prince must have been 10 years old, right?”

He was just a middle schooler bullying an elementary schooler. Why do I have to clear up the karma of this bastard? Was showing the best ending that Werner could reach cutting off the head of the Crown Prince, who held the sword of power? I wanted to run to that white room right now, give Werner a wasabi kick, falcon punch him in the face, and then fly a Phoenix kick.

“How is the Crown Prince these days? What does he look like?”

“Well, he has the Royal Family’s signature blonde hair, and he loves radishes, so his skin is quite tanned.”

He’s a golden sun. I hope he’s not that kind of bastard… who seeks revenge by doing dirty things to Iris, Camellia, or Glacies. I can’t forgive him if he touches my friends, even if I can forgive him for touching me.

“Is he a womanizer?”

“He’s not a womanizer… He used to vomit at the sight of women, but he finally got married recently.”

Ah, so that’s a relief. He just has a misleading appearance, but he’s a kind golden sun who aims for pure love. This is why you shouldn’t discriminate against people based on their appearance.

“Anyway, the Crown Prince must hate me, right?”

“Little brother, is that really your question? Of course, he hates you. After getting married, his personality has softened a bit, so he might not remember, but he definitely hates you.”

“How did he get married?”

It was a mystery how the golden sun, who vomited at the sight of women, managed to get married.

“I don’t know, maybe he found a woman who didn’t make him vomit. I’m not really interested in Royal Family matters anyway.”

“Then, besides the Crown Prince, who else holds a grudge against me…?”

“Probably all the princesses?”

“Why the princesses?”

Did he freeze them too? Even if Werner was a jerk, he wouldn’t have committed violence against innocent girls, would he? If he did, I would genuinely despise him.

“You rejected all the princesses’ confessions.”

“You can reject someone if you don’t like them.”

It’s always the pathetic guys who hold grudges after being rejected. They imagine that they’re in a relationship and get lost in their own world. Personally, I don’t like people like that.

“It’s not just a simple rejection.”

“Did I tear up a love letter or something?”

“Do you remember what you said when you rejected their confessions?”

“No, I don’t remember.”

“Haa… Then I’ll just tell you what I heard.”

Melissa cleared her throat and tried to imitate me by speaking in a deep voice.

“What nonsense are you talking about? Get lost. I don’t want to date a girl with a smashed face like yours. Won’t you get lost? Why are you crying?”
“Hey, do you think I don’t know how nasty you are? Get out of my way, I’m busy.”
“I heard you lost your cat and asked the Royal Magicians to find it. Do you know how much trouble I went through? Just get lost.”
“Haha, you want to date me… you…? I’d rather lick a wild boar’s ass than date a vain girl like you.”
“Humanely speaking, I’d be prettier than you if I crossdressed. Why would I date you? I’d rather wear a skirt myself.”

Instead of physical or magical violence, he had committed verbal violence. I had no idea how to deal with the huge pile of shit that Werner had left for me. Even if it wasn’t because of Iris, wouldn’t he have gotten his head smashed for holding a grudge against the Royal Family? He had trampled on the hearts of the princesses who had confessed their love so shyly. What a cruel bastard.

“Did I really say that…?”

“To be honest, even though the princesses’ faces looked like sandwiches run over by a carriage, you went too far.”

“Sister, your words are even worse…”

“I wouldn’t say that in front of the person themselves. It’s pitiful, you know.”

Now that I think about it, that’s true. It’s okay to curse the king when he’s not around, but a crazy person would say that to the king’s daughter.

“I still have my head attached to my body.”

Melchior answered my question.

“The leader, Media, and that annoying knight bowed their heads to them every day, I guess.”

“And now I have to return to the Royal Magic Academy without that protection?”

Lorcha’s grudge, which had been fermenting like old kimchi, seemed to be quite spicy.

“Why don’t you bring your friends and My daughter to the capital? I’m sure they’ll all help you.”

So that was an option. Yes, if Iris, the daughter of Zig and Media, Camellia, one of the heroes, and Glacies, the daughter of Melchior and Melissa, helped me, they would be able to protect me to some extent.

Convincing those three to go to the capital with me was a separate issue.

“But isn’t Glacies busy with the North?”

“Don’t worry too much about that. The busy period with the monsters is already over, and I can leave the other issues to my subordinates.”

If he’s that confident, there shouldn’t be a problem.

“Brother, you said those three are being detained, right?”

“Yes, why don’t you go and try to convince them?”

“Of course, I will.”

From now on, I had to convince those three women with all my heart.