A Different World That Started as a Slave

After breakfast, Reans came to the outdoor training ground again, because this was where his class was. Reans practiced swordsmanship for a while as a way to digest his food after the meal. Time passed slowly, and soon, the bell rang. Reans put away his sword and turned his attention to the students who had gathered together. They looked familiar, and many of them had been seen in yesterday's copy. "Hello everyone... Let me introduce myself. My name is Hale, and I am the new swordsmanship teacher." "From now on, I will teach your swordsmanship courses in the morning." "If you have any questions, you can raise your hands and express them. I will try my best to answer them." Reans said calmly to the students standing in front. "Teacher, you look a little young. Do you really have the ability to teach us?"

A yellow-haired man raised his hand perfunctorily, and then said in a nonchalant voice.

After he spoke, the students who wanted to raise their hands immediately retracted their hands.

"I just look younger... As for whether I have the ability to teach you?"

"I don't know how strong everyone is here? But your teacher Locke has recognized my strength."

"I think I should be qualified to teach you."

Rians glanced at the yellow-haired man, and then responded calmly.

"Teacher, teacher... What is your relationship with Teacher Nemo Fira?"

"In the morning, we saw you and Nemo Fira alone here."

After the yellow-haired man, a student raised his hand enthusiastically, and then asked Reans curiously.

"Teacher Nemo Fira and I are just colleagues."

"Don't spread rumors, it will hurt the reputation of Teacher Nemo Fira."

Rians explained calmly again.

In reality, he and Nemo Fira are just colleagues.

But in the dungeon, they are opponents, enemies who want to kill each other.

However, the dungeon cannot affect reality, so he and Nemo Fira are really just colleagues now.

As for whether they will become mortal enemies in the future, "I stab her with a sword, and she punches me", Reans doesn't know.

"Okay, if there are no special questions, let's start today's swordsmanship teaching."

Seeing that the questions might be biased towards gossip, Reans directly stopped the questioning session and officially entered the teaching stage.

Because he has no experience as a teacher, Reans directly copied the instructor's teaching method.

That is, practice and explain the basic swordsmanship several times, and then answer the questions the students encounter in this regard...

Finally, let them practice on their own, or find someone to practice with.

Of course, Reans is not as cruel as the instructor, who will let them practice all the time without rest.

Similarly, he will not whip them to correct them when they make mistakes in practice.

He is not cruel, but he is not diligent either.

Only when students come to him to ask questions, will Reens take responsibility and give answers.

At other times, Reens sits quietly aside, thinking about swordsmanship and the integration of man and nature...

"Although this teacher Hale is very good at teaching."

"But, I always feel that he seems to be lazier than teacher Locke."

"At least, teacher Locke will walk around and pretend to ask about our practice."

A student frowned.

"No... I think teacher Hale is much better than teacher Locke."

"You think teacher Hale is perfunctory, but the teacher has already explained the content that should be explained in detail."

"The rest just requires us to practice diligently."

"Moreover, teacher Hale can give very direct and clear answers to everyone who asks questions."

"In my opinion, he is a very powerful person."

"It's much better than Locke, who likes to brag and can't explain clearly when teaching."

Another student shook his head to deny the previous student's opinion and explained seriously.

He was also one of the few students who dared to ask questions to Reens.

Why?

Because Reens, who was in a "meditation state", gave the students the feeling that he was no longer human.

He was sitting there quietly, and they could see him by turning their heads and approach him by taking a few steps.

But every student who looked at Reens felt that the person in front of them was not a human...

but the wind, the water, the mountain, the nature, the world.

Part of the world.

That weird feeling caused not many students to not have the courage to disturb Reens in that state.

In this situation, anyone with a little bit of brains could realize that Reens was extraordinary.

But it was precisely because of this that they did not dare to go up, fearing that they would offend this extraordinary existence.

Even the yellow-haired man who wanted to ask Reens for advice extinguished his inner thoughts at this time.

On the contrary, he was still thankful that he did not act impulsively just now.

"Nonsense... Who here now does not realize that Teacher Hale is a very powerful person?"

"I just feel sorry that Teacher Hale does not seem to be teaching us seriously."

"I should have asked more questions during the question-and-answer session just now."

The student who was refuted said with a look of pity.

"Don't... I advise you not to ask random questions."

A student suddenly interrupted.

"Why?"

The student who was refuted asked in confusion.

"You'd better think clearly about what questions you want to know the answers to before asking Mr. Hale."

"Otherwise, you'll waste Mr. Hale's time... Even if Mr. Hale doesn't care, you'll probably be beaten up by others."

"Have you read the storybook? Mr. Hale is an opportunity for everyone now."

"Many people's hope of entering the Royal Capital Knights may be here."

"We won't allow anyone to destroy this hope."

The student explained slowly.

"Uh..."

The student who was refuted choked up instantly.

At the same time, he also noticed that many of his classmates' eyes were silently fixed on him.

He was so scared that he quickly practiced sword skills and stopped talking.

...

When you concentrate, time always passes quickly.

The bell for the end of get out of class rang, and many students looked at Reans reluctantly as he left the training ground.

Even Mr. Nemo Fira, who has a delicate appearance and a proud figure, has never enjoyed such a warm gaze.

It almost made Reans think that he had entered some academy with abnormal sexual orientation.

The pace of leaving the outer training ground was much faster.

Later, Reans asked in the copy and found out that they were thirsty for knowledge.

Of course, even if they were very eager to improve, Reans would not change the teaching plan he decided.

He had already fulfilled the responsibility of a teacher, as for better...

He didn't have the energy.