I Was Forced to Become a Teacher in the Prestigious Fighter School

I Was Forced to Become a Teacher in the Prestigious Fighter School
Episodes 110. Sided


SLASHY!


SLINK!


SPRATS!


Some slashes I gave towards the lackeys.


They're all quite troublesome. I can't stay in this situation.


My strength is many, but if it should be used against them all... I'm not sure it'll work.


What's more...


My eyes looked at the five teachers who were cosplaying like that important person. They are all still showing no signs they are going to come forward and attack us.


Meanwhile, Haran who was behind me had to shoot his enemy with his chakram.


The chakram floated and spun behind his back, the rotation of the chakram the longer the faster it got to the thing that could give a big enough wind.


The entire lackey, even myself was silent as the chakram on the woman's back spun quite tightly.


The lackeys must run away, otherwise they...


But it seems like they are late, they lack information about the strength of Haran.


BLAISE!


JLASS!


Winter and heat instantly hit the spot under the fly over. The positive and negative forces are in one place, this indicates something that is not good for the body, and may soon make them dying.


"Behold you from before me!"


Haran's body lifted up and floated into the air. He gave a contemptuous look at his enemies, not least to the five teachers.


By displaying his majesty, he would crush them all in just a single flick of a finger.


No!


The finger is sounded.


"GODDON!"


"DON'T!"


"HUHHH!"


Gedebug! Gedebug! The gedebug?


Dozens of lackeys died in just a short period of time. They were all lying like robots that were suddenly disabled by their owners.


But unfortunately the teachers already knew that power.


They immediately made a barrier and ground to withstand the terrifying attack.


"Heh, don't think we have no preparations!" Said Candra with a disdainful tone and a grinning smile.


"We're here 100% ready to beat you!" Ami struck his two swords in turn.


"After all, this is not your fight, Haran! You're not our target!" Matthew surfed around us in the air.


"If you leave now, then we'll assume you were never here." Malik gave the suggestion with a flat face while putting both of his hands behind.


"Now, what's your answer... Haran?" Nurdin grinned like he assumed they would win a landslide with this.


Haran was given a choice, in between staying here and fighting with me, likely if he continued with me, then something bad would happen to him not just for today, but for the days that followed.


Or the second option, which was to run away from me, she could live quietly on her irreplaceable throne in that school like a queen. However, it meant that he had abandoned his ideology to do anything as long as he could avenge the grandmother. And trying to get close to me at this moment, it must have been one of his steps.


Given an answer, but Haran did not show the slightest desire to answer.


But if he kept silent, then this fight would not meet its end.


So he can only do one thing... That's choosing.


'What answer will he choose?'


Actually the answer was obvious, but he gave strange gestures that made my instincts say something dangerous was coming.


"God...."


Haran smiled wryly, the tip of his lips slightly raised, both of his hands holding his pelvis so as to make him look like a sadistic queen who was about to crush his pet.


"I... Blurred? How could I have chosen that!" His shout made this place echo. "After all, leaving my cute junior in trouble will only damage my image. Something like that, obviously I don't want that to happen."


"You are just rubbish..." He still continues his sentence. "... Rubbish in the most prestigious school in the archipelago."


"Or can you say, you're actually parasites? I don't know, which I don't care about... Because both are equally useless and will only damage the good name and image of Podoagung School. And remember, for anyone who dares to ruin the good name of the school, then I will not hesitate to destroy it!"


Haran's grinning gaze instantly disappeared and was replaced with a sinister gaze that shattered the fighting spirit for anyone who saw his red eyes and lost their light.


Their spirits all dropped just because of that one insult, and I'm sure the woman must still have more insults that could come out of her mouth at any moment. For now he seemed to still be holding himself back because he knew who he was fighting, moreover...


My eyes glanced towards Malik Abhimanyu.


... There was one royal family involved here, recklessly doing so would only make the entire royal family and its allies on the other side.


Tak... Tak... Tak...


A woman dressed as Princess Tyas slightly stepped forward and gave a stiff look towards Haran. Just to remind you, her name is Ami Salahudin, I call it Ami.


"If you say 'you will not hesitate to destroy the person who became trash in that school, then you should also attack him, right?!"


Ami pointed at me without turning her head towards me and kept looking up.


"He went in through an insider and cheated during the entrance test, isn't he also called trash?!"


Even though I don't really care, but it feels like when someone says it to me it will immediately make my heart hurt.


I was a little surprised and disgusted at myself.


But I have to stay strong, it was me in the past. My past and present self is one entity, so I just have to accept it, then I will immediately feel something called, freedom from a pierced heart.


Haran glanced down and saw me who was standing behind him.


"Rashid... Is that true?"


"*(glisten the side eye)..."


Will he be angry with me?


He had said such a terrible thing, he would obviously finish me off and make my opponent grow.


"God..." The corner at the end of his lips came back out. "Haha...." He grinned towards me.


"Why are you laughing?! Isn't he supposed to be the one you also have to destroy?!" Ami was confused by what was going on.


Haran descended the chest where he was hovering and just as he landed, the chakram that was on his back flew up and alighted into his hand then changed shape into a bow.


"If you ask why, then I will answer easily, because I already know... Aren't you supposed to know about that, Rashid?"


"Huh?"


Huh huh? He knew that? And I should have also known that he knew the secret?


Haran raised his face and made a foolish look at me.


"... That feeling before I went here I was a little insulting to you about your entrance test?"


"What?! So you accepted the cheating?!" Malik who was calm from earlier is now in the conversation.


His cold gaze like a mysterious noble was clearly plastered in my eyes, seeing that his eyes alone instantly revived the survival instinct within me.


But on the other hand, Haran looked ordinary, instead getting used to the cold gaze of the man.


"Of course, how to enter is not good, but he is still strong and has strength that exceeds all of you!"


"Don't that mean the same thing? Why don't you join us and crack down on this assailant?!" Nurdin yelled at Haran while pointing his index finger at me.


"All men are equal, eaten, faced, and thought. They all make no difference, so the one in front of you is the same!"


Haran spread both his hands upwards, he was like challenging them with his extremely sinister expression.


"So you're the devil?" (Mysore)


"I'm not a demon, I'm just a human being... Because only humans there can be evil and good at the same time!"


"Tch! Talking to you is a waste of time!"


Malik sighed, his eyes closed to think, his left hand holding his pelvis, his right leg stomping on the cement floor he was peeping on.


"Everyone, we're backing down!"


"What?!"


Haran and I were in contact.


The prince suddenly ruled backwards, but why? Was there a plan behind it so they tried to chase after it to get us trapped?


"Why are you even commanding a retreat?!" (Nurday)


"If asked why, I could just shut up... But if asked what caused us to back down, I would answer... 'Two of the strongest fighters in the school, are in one place and in one team.' Can we win?"


Of those five teachers who were already confused, Malik became the only one who remained without giving emotional expression to the two of them. Instead, he kept him while analyzing the situation.


He was terrible in other fields, which were rarely even covered by the eyes.


The entire person who was there widened his eyes and was aware of the intent of that person.