I Was Forced to Become a Teacher in the Prestigious Fighter School
Episode 142's.

"Say, Brother! Do you think just standing still will finish our fight?!" I used this opportunity to ask him what was the meaning of those words?

My intention to finish him off is getting lost. Coupled with how he kept quiet without saying any further than that.

Without giving any more answers, my brother began to step up and lift up his coffin. The crate was lifted to the side as if to be smashed.

*wush!

As expected, he swung his coffin at me. Unfortunately the swing was too slow even I just stepped back normally enough to avoid the big thing.

"Sister! Answer me!" I tried calling him. "Seeing you like this makes me even more desperate to finish you off!"

What I said was not a lie, the longer the feeling to finish him turned into worry.

My brother kept swinging the chest towards me, but his swing was as slow as one who was exhausted.

"Why are you quiet?! Where is your cynical face that you often put on your disgusting face?!"

Again he did not answer and continued to swing the chest. My anxiety that had just changed now instead changed again answered the annoyance.

"Fuck up!" I finally strengthened my resolve.

Both of my hands clenched as I continued to dodge his attack.

Waiting for my chance to keep getting.

Until the end, though,

*wush!

The last swing had been taken out, he was exhausted and took a breath.

"Sister!" Call me.

Instantly he looked slowly.

This is my chance.

*buy!

A hard fist hit her cheek until it made her fall.

I don't want to leave this opportunity and sit on it. In that position, I raised my fist again and punched the mouthless face.

"Say, fool! You think I'd be happy with your silence?"

*buy! *buy! *buy!

Punch after punch I continued to cast to his face, his cheeks were smooth immediately bonyok and reddened. I kept beating him with this emotion.

*buy! *buy! *buy!

Please, answer quickly!

I don't want to torture you!

Even though I can finish you right now, I don't want to lose the answer I'm looking for.

I'm sure he must have saved thousands of answers I was looking for.

"Bag..." With a slow and hoarse tone, he finally let out his voice. "...Syid."

"Kill me..." His words ruled with a tormented tone.

"Why do you even want to die?! Then what use did we fight for?!"

Something is being hidden by him.

Something that no one wants to know.

Something that might make him suffer from having to keep a secret from it.

"Are you tormented?"

From my sight when I saw his face, there must be someone who made him unable to say it.

"Did Nova make you shut up?"

That grandmother's name was the only thing I thought of. He was the only one who could stand above the two of us.

Upon hearing my question, Rizki shook her head. "Not... But something more terrible..."

"Huh?! What do you mean?!"

Something more horrible?

"Prince's Project..."

When I heard the name of the project, I immediately remembered how the project could manage life in just a flick.

Not that they can make a destiny on humans, but rather towards 'your life is trash if you dare to oppose me.'. More or less like that sounds like the Prince's Project.

It was a little difficult to reach that place because of the hole in the floor from the fight earlier.

"Prince Project(God)." I looked up at the sky imagining how terrifying the project would be if it were realized.

Note: Prince means God in Javanese.

Anyone who became a prince would have total control over Anitya and could know the ins and outs of them.

So it is possible, if there is a case of theft. The prince could see what the suspect saw and immediately made him the perpetrator. Another example, if there was a death penalty, then just like a snap of a finger, the defendant's life would be lost.

"It would be terrible if the title of Prince fell in the hands of the wrong person."

It's not good, it's too focused on finding answers for me, I don't even realize how dangerous the project is.

The existence of the royal family that emerged from caste and was born by the existence of Anitya alone has made the archipelago in a state of instability and equality crisis. And now there's something like this again. It is certain that whoever holds that title will also be like an angel who reports to his Lord.

"Tch, what's really going on?"

I hit the fence I was kneeling and looked down, the place where the previous fight had occurred.

It seems like they all left and left me alone.

This is the best.

I don't deserve to be there, even I'm going in with an insider.

Want to koar also certainly can not.

When I saw the former place of the big fight, I realized that their departure also meant my departure from Podoagung School.

I'm not a teacher there anymore.

Ironic, I used to be exposed to the same thing but got the chance, and now I have the same problem, but not with that opportunity.

......................

I ended my thinking and turned back to my brother.

Walking around looking at him who was still lying on the floor, I snatched the chest from him and tried to forcefully open what was inside.

In the thinking session earlier, I also thought about where my priority was at the moment.

And my priority is....

Myself.

It's free to try to stop the Prince Project but I just don't know why or what I'm doing. So, by opening this chest, I might be able to figure out the answer I was looking for.

Because this chest is my goal.

......................

*shelf!

My hand touched the door of the crate, its voice sounded like the throbbing of a rusty iron that was decades old.

*tap!

There seems to be security here.

My brother's hand gripped my wrist.

He looked at me with his eyes closed but he had consciousness.

"Rizki?!"

I tried to resist, but while doing so, a strong wind immediately threw me and decided my right hand which was still gripped by it.

While waiting for my hand to regenerate, I tried to analyze what really happened.

My brother fought with his eyes closed, and he seemed to realize what he was doing.

That means there is one possibility. This was a technique he had hidden.

Fight with eyes closed.

......................

Shit, I can't step!

Every time I stepped foot, he attacked with a flick of hand that made a very sharp wind wave.

When I tried to shoot my magic, he defended by making a wall, or he could dodge just by hearing the sound of the attack.

Right now I'm in a cornered position.

Is this my bitter destiny?

Various kinds of magic I have issued, but the results are still nil. How can I fight him?