I Possessed the Heroine’s Teacher

In the western wilderness, the wind always blows fiercely, carrying with it the dry, dusty air. The land was unsuitable for agriculture and was considered abandoned, but it was an important trade route leading to the capital of the Empire. Of course, where there is something sweet, ants are sure to gather, and the western wasteland was always filled with bandits preying on traders.

As the damage grew, the just former Lord of the Earth Tower personally led the charge against the bandits. During this time, he took in Gaius, who showed talent in earth magic, as his adopted son. There were many rumors about his background, but Gaius silenced those within the Tower with his abilities and ascended to the position of Lord of the Earth Tower.

However, while Gaius was accepted, there was a general opinion within the Tower that his bloodline should not be the one to inherit the Tower. Because of this, Gaius had made a certain decision.

The man who had made the most disastrous decision, Tristan, was looking beyond the horizon while mounted on his horse. Soon, the great mage Werner, his companions, and the Imperial soldiers would arrive. As the sound of hooves reached his ears, Tristan turned his horse’s head and looked towards his subordinates.

They were the former underlings of a disbanded bandit group. Moreover, he had united other scattered bandit groups, increasing their numbers to 5,000. It was an enormous number for a bandit group, and these people were like wild wolves, uncontrollable.

But Tristan was confident he could control these wolves. After all, he was the king of the wolves.

“Silence.”

At the commanding voice, the bandits, like wolves, closed their mouths and focused on Tristan’s words. Wild beasts, unable to control themselves, instinctively crouch when they hear the roar of a larger beast.

“Soon, Werner and the Imperial army will arrive. They are coming to wipe us out, undoubtedly. So I ask you, I will allow a special statement.”

He asked the wolves, “Are you afraid?”

The wolves he led answered, “We are not afraid!”

Tristan replied to the wolves again, “The difference in power is clear. They will come with better weapons, better horses, and better armor. So, will you kneel to survive?”

The wolves answered their king, “We will not kneel!”

Tristan, the king of wolves, Lord of the Earth Tower, the legendary bandit, and a member of the Black Round Table, smiled with satisfaction as he spoke.

“The world has rejected those like us, trampled us, abused us, and pushed us aside. Therefore, I understand your anger. I affirm your loneliness.”

Most of the bandits came from similar backgrounds. People who had been raised in normal families would not have become bandits. They were those who had fled from the murderous taxes of local lords, orphans who had fallen into crime, people who killed their abusive parents and fell into the underworld, or those who had been betrayed by those they trusted, imprisoned, and escaped from jail. They were all people who had lived difficult lives, only the path they took was different.

“Those who were rejected, trampled, and pushed aside by the world, we have now arrived at a point of no return. Don’t you feel wronged?”

“We feel wronged! We feel wronged! We feel wronged!”

“Now, living a normal life is impossible for us. So now, we must reject this world, trample it, and push it away. We will pay the world back for what it has done to us. Yes, this is not good, but evil.”

He acknowledged that their actions were not good, but evil.

“So what if we are evil? If the gods or the world could not accept the existence of evil, they should have never created evil beings like us in the first place. Therefore, we will prove our existence in our own way, the way of wolves.”

“King! What is the way of the wolves!!!”

The king of wolves answered, “Tear apart everything in the world, except those like us.”

The wolves following Tristan cheered. Even if there was an overwhelming difference in power, they were not afraid. They had a colossal being leading them. As long as they were with him, the thought of losing never crossed their minds.

“The sound of hooves is the sound of your hearts. Do not stop running until your hearts stop. Even if your limbs are severed, even if your teeth are all pulled out, tear this world apart.”

The rising dawn adorned Tristan’s back like a halo.

“Now, let us reject this broken world together.”

He briefly turned away from his ecstatic subordinates and, conscious of the companion waiting for him, turned his horse towards a massive rock.

The blonde woman, sealed in a tight black suit, was smiling mischievously as she watched him. She, who had taken Kay’s place at the Black Round Table, provocatively spoke to Tristan.

“You speak such words you don’t mean. You don’t care about those people even a little.”

“Don’t try to judge my heart. I might kill you.”

“Oh my, how scary~. I should scream in fear, shouldn’t I? Then the handsome prince will come to save me, right?”

“How trite.”

“Yeah, there’s no prince coming to save us. They’re only coming to cut our necks.”

“At least you have a good sense of your place.”

At first glance, he might have seemed cold. Among the Black Round Table, the only ones with whom Tristan communicated were the long-dead Pellinore and Kay, who was provoking him at that moment.

“So, did you come here with a purpose?”

“That bastard Lancelot sent me. He said you’d have a hard time on your own, so he told me to help.”

“That’s rare. He didn’t come himself and sent someone instead.”

“Ah, he injured his left eye. No one knows where he got the wound, but I heard it’s a wound that even top healers can’t treat… They say he’s lost vision in that eye.”

“That’s a bit satisfying to hear. I wish you’d tell me more about it.”

“Ah, I’ll tell you later. Should we deal with the Imperial dogs approaching first?”

Tristan confirmed the presence of the approaching army over the horizon. At the forefront were the grand mage Werner Alten, the rookie Duke of the North, Glacies Winterheart, and Werner’s disciple, Iris Reyes.

“Right, we should handle the urgent matter first.”

“… Then I suppose it’s time to fulfill your true wish? I’ll help.”

Kay knew that Tristan’s true goal wasn’t to reject the world. Rejection of the world was just a means. Tristan quietly smiled and voiced his true desire.

“I will prove everything in this world, even if I have to deny the gods.”

He said this and used his magic. However, there was no sound of an incantation being spoken. That, in itself, was the value he wanted to prove.

.

.

.

‘Riding hurts like hell. In historical dramas, Teacher Choi Su-jong rides just fine… Werner’s knowledge of horseback riding was decent, but I just couldn’t get used to it at all.’

I was so happy when I first mounted the fine steed that Ricardo had gifted me. The majestic form was so appealing that I named it Rosinante. Of course, people who didn’t know Don Quixote praised it as a great name.

But when I actually rode it, my backside hurt like crazy, and I got so motion-sick that I couldn’t stand it. How did that Don Quixote endure…?

“Bandits are ahead!!!”

According to the information, the bandits numbered 5,000, while we had 7,000 of the Imperial regular army, equipped with better weapons and horses. If I just focus on that Tristan bastard, victory will be assured.

But suddenly, Iris spoke up in a doubtful voice.

“Master, something feels off.”

“Where? I’m feeling strange myself, I’m about to die from the nausea…”

“There shouldn’t be any mountain ranges in the western wasteland. But the mountains around us… no, these mountain ranges…”

Geography doesn’t change this easily. It can’t suddenly emerge. That means something strange is going on… Wait, Lorcha said something about this.

Tristan, without chanting, swung the massive rocky arm and slaughtered the Tower Lords… That means…

“Shit!!!”

I hurriedly pulled out the magic book Enok. But it seemed like it was too late.

“The mountain is moving!!!”

A soldier shouted, and the enormous mountain range… no, the gigantic rocky arm, the size of a mountain range, began to move. It was as though it was about to clap its hands, but that clap meant our death.

It was impossible for my body to destroy that massive rocky arm.

“Enok, page 140, unleash the Ship of Storms!!!”

Hello Everyone! I’m VarieTL.
I hope you are all enjoying my work! I only wanted to announce that I have posted a new Novel on the site 🙂

I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family

Cyberpunk open-world game, Demonic Incheon 2077. I cursed a little and got transmigrated in the game world. But the possessed person is a third-generation chaebol who rules over South Korea? I like it!

Also if you interested I’m also traslating 2 Crossover Fanfic between Oregairu and Classroom of the Elite

There is something wrong with Hikigaya’s classroom of the Elite

Patient: Hikigaya Hachiman, Year 1, Class D, Tokyo Advanced Nurturing High School Symptoms: Adolescence Syndrome The patient claims that upon waking up, he found himself transported to a parallel world

Hachiman’s Classroom of Strength’s Supremacy

Due to a car accident, Hachiman Hikigaya missed the opportunity to integrate into his class. After seein the situation Hiratsuka-sensei advised him to attend the Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Development High School, which started in May.

(you can find them here or here)