Zhou Zheng let out a soft sigh, picked up the teacup before him and gently blew the hot steam. The students understood that this was a sign that Zhou Zheng was about to start teaching them, and they all became serious. "Feng Zuojun, how long have you been studying here?" Zhou Zheng finished the hot tea in his cup and put it on the table. Feng Zuojun thought for a moment and replied, "I enrolled at the end of last autumn, and it has been more than half a year." "More than half a year, and you only learned one word ‘cool’ from the four gentlemen's teachings? Can't you... say a few more words?" Zhou Zheng asked again. Feng Zuojun scratched his head, not knowing how to answer. It was Lan Yuzhe who laughed and said, "Master Zhou, you might not know this, but in the nine months since Young Master Feng enrolled, he spent the first eight months sleeping.  It wasn't until he met you that he started fighting for a whole month. It's no wonder he can't think of anything else to say except 'cool'." "Oh? Then tell me more about where this 'cool' comes from." Zhou Zheng's expression did not change, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. Feng Zuojun cleared his throat, "Since the teacher wants me to say it, I will say it openly. I, Feng Zuojun, am destined to inherit the Heavenly Dawn Cloud Realm. I have been living freely since I was young. I can drink with my…

"I've heard that the Academy is the best place to learn in the world, and I thought you all read the classics and studied every day. Who would have guessed that you also love to read novels about heroes and adventures? But the Blood Cherry Sect and the Extremely Evil Gang, one is rebellious and the other is wicked, these titles are really..." Su Baiyi stopped mid-sentence. A folding fan pressed against his chest. "Really what are you saying?" The leader of the Blood Cherry Sect had somehow appeared in front of Su Baiyi, his voice cold. "Xie Yuling, get away, don't you know the rule of first come first serve?" Feng Zuojun raised his bamboo sword and swung it at Xie Yuling, the leader of the Blood Cherry Sect. Xie Yuling opened his fan in an instant, and it had the words "don’t rebel against superiors" written on it. He dodged to the side and lifted his fan to block the bamboo sword. "We've fought thirteen times and ended in a draw every time. I'm sick of it. Today we'll settle this once and for all." Feng Zuojun increased his strength and swung again, forcing Xie Yuling to retreat and land on the wall of the courtyard. "Fine." Xie Yuling waved his hand and opened his fan again. At the same time, cherry blossoms fell from the sky, and one landed on Su Baiyi's hand. "How interesting, there are cherry blossoms in this season?" Su Baiyi looked up and saw two members of the Blood Cherry Sect standing beside…

"Waters gleam, mountains rise, a tranquil gaze on far horizons. Home again, I rest beside my window, thoughts adrift. Uncaring, the spring wind blows, oblivious to Jiangnan's showers. I smile, observing the rain-slick lanes where wanderers explore." Five days have passed since Su Baiyi left Apricot Blossom Village. Now their carriage finally entered Qiantang City, into the heart of the Shili Langdang Mountains, famed as the most verdant in Jiangnan. Su Baiyi pulled open the curtain of the carriage and looked at the scenery outside the window, and couldn't help but recite the poem his master often murmured when drunk. "They say the south of the Yangtze is a land of wine, where travelers drown their sorrows in a cup. But I know the south of the Yangtze has no wine, I only smile and see the spring breeze carry the fragrance for ten miles." The short and sturdy man who was driving the carriage also laughed and continued. "Oh, you know this poem too, Li Kui." Su Baiyi teased. After five days of traveling together, Su Baiyi had become quite familiar with the academy's carriage driver, Li Kui. Though Li Kui initially appeared cold and stern, Su Baiyi soon discovered his kind and warm heart. The man's outward aloofness was merely due to his somewhat wooden personality, making communication a challenge. But Su Baiyi was good at communicating with people. He could chat for three days and nights even with a block of wood. But even so, Li Kui still felt that Su Baiyi was bragging when he said…

The protagonist was reincarnated in another world as the max level Wizard character that he used in the classical TRPG Dungeons and Braves. However, this other world is under threat by the natural enemies of all races, the Shadow Demons. Together with many allies, including an energetic merchant’s daughter, a high-handed beautiful magician, an intelligent adventurer, and a female dark elf, the protagonist decides to protect the world from the Shadow Demons. This story is a nation-founding epic set in a fantasy world where the middle-aged protagonist, though given a cheat but is full of weaknesses, though surrounded by beautiful girls and women but cannot lay hands on them, somehow proceeds down the path of forging history while spending every day clutching his head at the contrast of the other world’s and his own common sense. AUTHOR: MIKAWA SOUHEI (三河 宗平) ~ the translated excerpt from Syosetu NU link Chapter 1-105 Chapter 106-108 Chapter 109 - Chapter 110 - Chapter 111 - Chapter 112 - Chapter 113 - Chapter 114 - Chapter 115 - Chapter 116 - Chapter 117

A squire, or rookie knight, is simply a knight in training. Most of them are the offspring of active knights, and they serve under another knight to learn martial arts, etiquette, and the principles of knighthood. After a few years of apprenticeship, they can be recognized as qualified and proudly call themselves full-fledged knights. Merida was the third daughter of a noble family in the Flandre earldom, but by a strange twist of fate, she came to serve under Sandall. Merida was petite even for a woman, and she had no talent for martial arts, but the wandering knight taught her patiently and kindly without ever treating her unfairly. However, Merida was not just a squire. She had to control the actions of Sandall, a knight who was renowned for his bravery even in the north, and use them for the espionage activities of the earl Flandre. Of course, she had not received any training as a spy like Karel. Her main role was to collect information by using her position and education as a noble. Some might call it a dirty job, but during her travels with the righteous wandering knight, she had also saved many oppressed people more than once or twice. Merida was quite fond of her place and role that were given to her. "Does it mean that humans and dark elves are the same to Margils-sama...?" Merida said while carefully observing the beautiful woman Claura who brought the cup to her mouth with perfect manners, without being rude. Merida herself also had above-average looks and…

The main tower of Jiiteias Castle. It was originally the private domain of the lord, Margils. He sometimes had meals or meetings with guests and comrades in the hall on the first floor or the command room on the second floor, but this was mainly because he had no choice but to do so due to space constraints. The wandering knight, Elmer Luke Sandall, was staying in the command room that he had redecorated as a guest room, for the same reason. Under the strong sunlight, the wandering knight was training the soldiers in the courtyard. "You’re doing it wrong with your feet, wrong! You have to step forward with your weight, momentum, and spirit on the foot that you're thrusting with!" "Yes, sir!" "Your hips are too high!" He shouted with a loud voice that reached the guest room. "...Yeah, this is hopeless. Let's give up." Contrary to the voice of the wandering knight that echoed to the guest room, the one who muttered gloomily was one of the wandering knight's servants. He was a young man who was not yet 20 years old. His name was Karel. The servants were provided with a room in a corner of the residential building. Karel was supposed to be here "for cleaning the room". Sandall did not know, but Karel was a spy of a great nobleman of the northern kingdom of Shulendal, Earl Flandre, who kept him as a pet. His mission was to use his position as a wandering knight's servant to send information from various places to the…

It was undoubtedly Lord Sandall's virtue that he could blow away the atmosphere of the place that had become so bad with a big and bright laugh. As I had thought beforehand, when I announced that I wanted to welcome him as a temporary martial arts advisor, he and everyone else agreed happily. I hope that this information will circulate and reach Earl Flandre, and further, the northern kingdom of Shulendal, and make our future activities easier. That too, after all, is thanks to Lend, who did not give up even though he was covered in wounds. "Ugh..." "Lend, are you okay?" However, when Lord Sandall returned to the guest room in a good mood, Lend crouched down as if to hug his body. We hurriedly carried him to the barracks. "Hmm, this is pretty bad." "As far as I observed, he did not receive any life-threatening blows." The priest warrior Torad, who checked the condition of Lend's injuries on the bed in the barracks, frowned. Lend looked miserable, covered with bruises all over his body (except for his head), wearing nothing but underwear. Leiha pointed out calmly that he had no life-threatening injuries, though he must have suffered terribly. I was thinking of giving him a healing potion earlier, but would [Complete Recovery] be better? [Complete Recovery], which heals any wounds, diseases, or status abnormalities in an instant, is always charged for one use. It is for times like this, but... "...Could it be that Torad can heal such wounds?" "Huh? Of course I can. Well, it's not me…

Around me, a dozen soldiers kneel down and watch the outcome with bated breath. Their faces are filled with anxiety and anger. The anxiety is directed at Jiruk, their commander, and the anger is directed at Lord Sandall, the guest. From their eyes, I can tell that Jiruk is admired by these young men. After all, they are nothing but rookies who were recruited in Lelis City just two months ago. Jiruk's approach to training them focused on drilling in the discipline and physical conditioning necessary for a military unit. To some extent, they had real combat experience against bandits and goblins, and it's not like they hadn't trained in the use of weapons. But maybe from Lord Sandall's perspective, who must have led an army as a general of the northern kingdom of Shulendal, they look too soft. As for me, if he becomes a fellow staff member in the future, I don't mind entrusting him with the command of the entire army. But it's too early for that now. "First of all, I'll take care of this matter." "Sure, of course." "I don't mind." The plan I came up with in my head... or maybe a compromise? It is to have Lord Sandall conduct special training in martial arts for the soldiers outside of the regular training hours, as a kind of martial arts advisor. It's a plan that I thought would save face for both Lord Sandall and Jiruk, and also gain a new instructor. However, depending on how this compromise is reached, it could leave some emotional…