I Became A Swordsmanship Instructor At The Academy Novels & Stories

After all, he was the one who decided to let me study at the Volks Academy. "Well, tell him not to worry. I didn't transfer to knight circle for nothing." I seriously promise here. I really can. Deadma is the opposite of those. As for physicality, I won't lose. "Well, from what I saw in the sword training, you got some moves back there! That flipping thing is a high-level technique, even I wasn't able to master it yet." He told me that he was very impressed with what he saw. "That move is quite difficult. But I was able to perform it when I was 14. I do some training in the streets with a bunch of hooligans." Let me explain here that I didn't make it obvious that I was a gangster.

I explained it to him and understood everything. Tomorrow will be the start of the classes. I am expecting everything will be new to me for since I was in the palace I received private tutors for being a swordsman. However, I was too lazy to practice it. This was also one of the reasons why my father lose favor with me. "Goodnight Your Highness! Sleep tight!". Cyrvian said as he blew his candle on the bedside. "Sleep well hysterical knight" I whispered to myself and smiled a little.

Clearly Brent hadn’t turned to fight off an attacker or his wolf would have been laying there instead of him. “Weapons have been in play since the middle ages.” Our instructor was the other beta of the pack, Derek. He was only a few years older than I was and certainly something to look at. His hair was opposite of mine with a blond that was intense, and he was tall, even for a were. Given my 5’ 3” he easily passed me by a foot and a half. “Today we learn with swords and spears.” His voice easily carried throughout the large room echoing off of the walls. And then everyone started sparring.

A man breathless, standing valiantly before all his enemies. He was called Cyou chen, a swordsman who earned an unrivaled title. After being trained by the nine demon swordsmen. Chyou Chen travels the world to fight with various expert warriors from all over the country. "Why are you just silent?" Chyou chen asked, while wiping the sweat that filled his forehead. "Quickly hand over all the martial books you haveAfter that we will let you live."

Maybe that was also the reason why a lot of people lost hope and left instead—assuming their training under their specialization would be hell—which was not quite unreal. “Now, since it seems like all those weak hearted shits already left…” the woman in front started. “My name is Tiffany Julius. I am the sword master leader’s assistant and I will be your instructor until the half of the year. Meaning, I will be your teacher for the whole straight six months. I will only teach you everything that I know until the allotted time is completed. During the last day, I will give you your final examination to know if you’re really worthy to join this group. Though, our everyday life would be like an

It wouldn't hurt to look after my personal needs before my pack this one time, right? So, I just shrugged off the guilt and went toward my car. When I arrived at the academy, the students were gradually introducing themselves one by one, standing in a line outside with the other instructors in front. The director noticed me and guided me to the front to introduce me to the students. "Alright, students, allow me to introduce another instructor who will guide you throughout the year. He may serve as a prime example for anyone aspiring to become an outstanding Alpha. May I present to you, Mr. Morris."

“Students, I congratulate you all for passing the entrance exam. Starting today, you will all be undergoing rigorous training. Those who think that they will not be able to follow through the training, you are free to go while you still have the time.” Almost half of the people in the training ground slowly leave their line. Eventually, there were only about 50 people left under the sun. “For those who have left, you are welcome to come back once you have the courage to go into our rigorous training.” They bowed and left through the gate. Once it was settled, Theodore took out his sword and pointed it to the sky. “Since you are all courageous enough to follow my teachings, I invite you all t

"You looked different." I considered her words. "I was different. Before I came here, I trained in more than healing. At the academy, they taught us everything. Blades. Forms. The old ways." Koren stepped forward. "Will you teach us?" The question hung in the air. I'd taught them herbs and bandages, poultices and protocols. I'd taught them to observe, to listen, to notice the small signs that meant the difference between life and death. But I hadn't taught them this. Hadn't shown them the part of me that was warrior as well as healer.

His gaze distracted me shaking my confidence before looking away when he caught me looking at him. Damn it... The mere thought of Thaddeus being my instructor made my insides grumble with unease, and my heart would skip a beat every time our eyes met. The obstacle of having him as my instructor ever since I enrolled here three months ago made it seem like an insurmountable challenge to improve my swordsmanship skills, illustrating the magnitude of my apprehension. Horses galloped inside my ribcage when his footsteps marched in my direction. That shattered my fighting stance as soon as he was behind me.

If he so much as walks in here with his nose a degree above mine, I'll smack it. I huffed, my dagger clashing with Nalini's. One of many instructors who were hired for my education. Nalini was teaching me dual daggers and unarmed combat. I'd been learning to wield daggers from Ayame too, but the styles were different. It was useful to me as a learning experience. Same with the unarmed combat I did with various other people.