Chapter 3.2

Chapter 3. Aah Im screwed (2)

Maybe I should actually retire.

I was currently staring ata single piece of paper ina pile of documents.

The paper told me to go take care of someone ina few days.

Hoho, its rare to give missions to instructors No, beforethat, I just dont want to do this andId have to find a substitute aswell

I wanted to test Cias Life Sword Restricting Device, butnow I gotta go ona trip?! Well, I am considered a pretty powerful force within the organization.

I knew a lot of different skills other thanones related to swords, andI also possess much information onall kinds of things.

Its just thatI cant use magic, norcan I use the life sword.

The problem is, those two things are the most important inlife. You cant evenbecome a knight without the life sword, andas formagic, eventhe peasants use it.

Atfirst, I thought I had some problem with imagination, becauseI lived ina world without magic. Butonce I saw thatI were unable to use artifacts, whichwere supposed to be usable by anyone with mana, I gave up.

Inany case! Im old now! Im onthe verge of retiring! Sowhy are you guys giving me jobs?! Oh, andby the way, I have to find the substitute instructor aswell.

Ifthey were normal kids, I could just send inanyone buttheres not many whocan take onthese children Mm Ill have to combat poison with poison.

Poison forpoison! Disciple fordisciples! My former disciples should be able to handle this.

The damned first generation, whodecided to become heroes instead of villains, are out. The second generation I created to combat the first generation is out, asthey became too evil andgreedy andmade their own evil organization. The third generation is too weird, sotheyre out. Therefor.

Instructor, Im busy nowadays

The kindest of the fourth generation, andthe one whogot brainwashed the most!

His golden hair thatreaches his shoulders shines inthe sunlight, andserves to accentuate his face. He, whose annoyed face evenmanages to look like a tsundere, is one of my greatest life insurances inmy old age, one of my 3 disciples inthe fourth generation!

He is Hawel Ril Rein! He is a villain! Inthe Organization!

Busy playing with women.

This is still a job inthe organization, you know?!

He is the person whoearns information andmoney from the Organization hes a host. Inother words, an errand boy?

Take care of my disciples fora while.

Right, right. Are they my disciples?

Yes.

He asks this with shining eyes. What, you want to look good asa senior orsomething? You might get beat up by them, you know?

Hoho, come to think of it, I used to call him a monster, too. Sorry about that. Youre just a civilian. Orthe kids Im training noware the descendants of Super Saiyans orsomething.

I guess its like how Piccxlo was supposed to be the demon king, andthen a planet full of Piccxlos appear, anda guy whodestroys thatplanet, Frexza, appears.

I lowered my voice towards the excited man infront of me.

Take care of my disciples for3 weeks.

Ah Aah

The man looked atthe symbol of the head instructor inmy hands, andfell onhis knees with deeply moved eyes.

Can you do it?

Ill do it!

The man politely brought his two hands towards me. Andto him, I said,

Then I shall leave this bat to you.

The moment the bat touched his hands, the man began to cry out of joy.

Ill teach them with my life onthe line!

you dont have to go thatfar.