Beat the Boss Mob

38 – Teacher and Disciple

“How can it not work? I keep wanting it from above.”

“Therefore, it is not something that can happen just because the top wants it.”

Leon let out a deep sigh at Instructor Edmund’s successive requests.

I can’t be sharp, so what can I do?

It’s not that I don’t teach. It’s just that I can’t teach.

How do you do something that doesn’t work? This is something that can only be resolved when God comes.

“How many times have I not said that? Seria’s mana management method does not match the mana training method I teach at all. In this state, no matter how much you teach, it will only harm you.”

“That’s it, I know. But didn’t the saintess show potential even in that situation? Unlike Enlil, she achieved the miracle of being revived even though she could not use mana practice at all.”

So it was all thanks to Enlil! The word itches in your mouth.

Seria became the only hope after misunderstanding that Enlil was dead.

She climbed to the top floor, and she felt it was too precious to kill him, so he sent him alive.

It’s not just because Seria is better than Enlil.

“Senior Instructor. I’ll tell you exactly. There is definitely a part where Seria is superior to Enlil. In particular, her holding power, which is based on her divine power, can be said to be overwhelming.”

Healing magic belongs to a very difficult axis, whether or not it is good or bad.

That is why Enlil suffered many injuries while climbing the tower, and he was always covered with wounds when he reached the throne hall.

But Seria didn’t. Looking back at her immediate memories, she was different.

Her clothes were torn and bloody here and there, but there were no wounds.

With her divine power, she has finished her treatment neatly before entering the throne room.

‘She continued to recover even when she used it as a weapon to fight me.’

If there was one problem, it was that the difference in level was too great.

Recovery is also an advantage when fighting while both the enemy and yourself take damage.

If you can’t even damage the enemy in the first place and only yourself are injured, the level of time delay is all it takes.

“However, that alone has its limitations. Even the Chief Instructor would know.”

“I know. That a level gap is not a big advantage.”

“You know me well. Seria herself has already said it. That the gap was too great. Unless she closes the gap, her strengths cannot be seen as strengths.”

“That’s why she wants her to close the gap.”

It was Chief Instructor Edmund who pounded on his chest as if he was frustrated.

But what can I do? It’s too far from the mana practice itself.

No matter how much Leon is, this is not a problem that can be done.

“It will take a long time. Even if you really grit your teeth, it’s at least three months.”

“If three months, Enlil would be similar….”

“Those three months were only predicted to barely reach the foundation of foundations and the beginning of beginnings. There is even a very high chance of getting an internal injury in the process. That would give us more time.”

What I want from above is to knock down the tower faster.

In that situation, according to Leon, investing in Seria is meaningless.

It is said that at least a few months must be spent to start, but Enlil said that in less than three months, the level of injuries was lowered and, above all, he had succeeded in an attack that had never been reached before.

“If you do that and reach the starting line, after that….”

“It will still be slow. It won’t be easy for your body to change because of your unique constitution.”

Rion sighed saying it was useless and continued.

“Now is the best time. Please tell me not to interfere any more. If everything went the way you thought, you wouldn’t have failed to capture the tower for nearly 100 years.”

A word that could be taken as being a bit cheeky or crossing the line.

However, it was said that Enlil felt a big change with that mana training method.

I know that Chief Instructor Edmund has become stronger than before.

For those who have been through the fog, Leone is the man who presented a turning point.

He can’t treat him carelessly. Rather, his opinion should be listened to.

The reputation of being a foreigner across the sea is useless now.

It is very likely that there will be no better results without him now.

“Whoa… All right. I will pass it on like that. But I hope you understand that this side is just as urgent, Instructor Leon.”

“Sounds natural. I am teaching with all my might, and Enlil, Seria, and other candidates are working hard, so there is nothing to worry about.”

That’s word of mouth. It’s just an absurd consolation.

In fact, just a moment ago, the warrior’s energy completely disappeared from the tower again.

I am not someone who learned how to practice mana like Enlil did. It’s not like he hid his existence until now.

In other words, it meant that he died somewhere in the tower without reaching the top floor.

It’s really a situation where I can’t see the answer. I want to teach them how to practice mana, but they have already obtained the qualifications of a warrior and hope to enter the tower right away.

Leon didn’t really catch those warriors either. ‘Cause it’s a waste of time anyway

I’m busy enough teaching Enlil and Seria right now.

I hope that a miracle will happen and at least one of them arrives right in front of his room.

Two are better than one, and three are better than two.

However, there was no sign that Leon’s wish would come true.

*

“I’m sorry. Instructor.”

As soon as they met, Seria apologized and bowed her head.

Thanks to this, what else is this, her want Jean Leone stares at her.

“I heard the news.”

“What news.”

“Other people keep bothering the instructor.”

Rion’s eyes slightly narrowed.

She said she talked to Chief Instructor Edmund.

So, it was right before I heard that her superiors were urging her.

Seria seems to already know everything about what happened.

She’s from the combat priesthood, so she’s less than her usual saintess.

Anyway, since she is a ‘saint’ of the church, there seem to be many people who serve as eyes and ears here and there.

As a result, she must have received the news so quickly and handed over an apology.

“If you know, try harder. I’m annoying too, but you can see it too. Because you’re a saint, because you’re another survivor, expectations will be high, but if you don’t make progress, you’re the one who’ll be in trouble the most.”

If she hadn’t been a saint, she might have been better off.

It seems that her expectations have grown excessively because of the name attached to her.

Such pressure will never have a positive effect.

At least, Seria is not a normal priest, but a combat priest, so she is relieved.

I know from the moment I saw it that my heart is not weak, but it still bothers me.

I don’t expect as much as Enlil, but I don’t care, but I’m in my own way.

The more possibilities you keep open, the better it is for everyone.

Not only to myself who wants to escape from this place, but also to the whole world.

“Did you follow the method I taught you?”

“Yes. I tried that. But….”

“Isn’t this to no avail?”

Looking at Seria, who nodded her head, Leone let out a drool.

I modified it as much as possible considering the peculiar constitution that circulates mana through the skin.

So, at this level, I expected that there would definitely be some progress.

‘This is too difficult a problem.’

I can’t figure out where to begin.

Enlil is doing well on his own, so he is paying more attention to this side.

Even so, the thought that this is a waste of time is bound to deepen.

Worst of all, she can no longer find hope in Seria and just….

“Instructor Leone.”

A man and a woman turn their heads at the sudden voice from behind.

“Enlil?”

“Sister Enlil.”

Perhaps he had just finished training, Enlil was standing there, breathing slightly rough.

She looked at Leone for a moment, then slipped in between her.

“Has there been any progress today?”

“That’s how it is. Unfortunately.”

“Your instructor is having a hard time.”

Said Enlil, this time turning her gaze to Ceria.

“It is the same with the saintess.”

After looking at Seria for a while with strange eyes, Enlil continues her words.

“Instructor Leone. If you allow me, I would like to teach the saintess.”

“Huh?”

What are you talking about again? Why are you suddenly teaching this guy?

As Rion crosses her arms as if he doesn’t understand her, Enlil explains why.

“I realized something a little while changing the mana practice method in the tower this time. And when she originally teaches others, at some point she also grows up with herself. It seems to me that now is the most appropriate moment, what do you think, Instructor?”

Not bad. Rather, it is a very good opinion.

If this is the case, it’s good because Rion can only focus on Enlil.

Enlil can further develop her own mana practice while teaching Seria.

In addition, perhaps she could find a mana practice method suitable for Seria.

“… Let’s ask the head instructor. Thanks for the nice comments, Enlil.”

A slight smile appeared on Enlil’s lips as he answered, “No.”