Villain: After I died, all the heroines cried themselves to sleep.

Happy times always slip away quietly.

Those who are immersed in it are completely unaware until they pass away, when they suddenly realize it and try to find it again, but it is too late.

All that remains is a sigh of regret.

Clang!

Inside the training hall during summer vacation.

The clash between the Holy Sword Maiden and the Sinful Descendant continues.

Compared to a year ago, the Holy Swordswoman's sword has lost its mechanical perfection.

This should have been a good thing, but she took a different approach, making full use of borrowing and learning all sorts of tricks to adapt, which made her even more difficult and cunning.

Fortunately, Rogge knows more about winning.

Clang!

Rogge blocked the Fiora's final attack.

"Your movements were off, so I won!"

"This is a strategy."

"What kind of strategy is that? And even if it were a strategy, I've already seen through it!"

"I didn't see through it."

"Didn't I tell you? If you keep arguing like this, you lose!"

"..."

Fiora pursed her lips and remained silent.

Even though she had learned to speak up and argue, she was still too inexperienced in front of Roger.

After agreeing on the punishment for the loser, the two left the training hall together to go eat.

At this moment, the two were surprised to find a blonde woman standing at the entrance of the training hall.

After watching the fight, the blonde woman walked straight towards them.

She looked at the Sword Maiden with great admiration.

"You must be the Holy Clan Sword Maiden? Your talent, level, and swordsmanship are all top-notch genius-level. You truly deserve the name of the Holy Clan Sword Maiden."

As she spoke, she turned her gaze to Roger.

"However, what surprised me the most was you, Roger."

"You know me? Who are you?"

Roger narrowed his eyes warily.

He had never seen this woman before.

She was completely absent from her predetermined fate.

"I'd say I'm your senior, even though I graduated several years ago."

The blonde woman gave Roger a meaningful look.

"Your swordsmanship is simple and unadorned, but through hard work, you have developed this simple swordsmanship to its ultimate level. I admire your persistence and efforts."

"..."

It wasn't effort.

Roger's lips twitched slightly.

"We'll meet again soon, and then you can learn swordsmanship with me."

Leaving behind some intriguing words, the blonde woman turned and left.

……

The second academic year begins.

Roger finally understood what the blonde woman meant by her last words.

"This is Instructor Haina. She is a Templar Knight of the Church of Truth and also an outstanding graduate of our Royal Academy. She will begin teaching you practical combat courses starting today."

The homeroom teacher introduced the class to everyone.

Standing next to him was Instructor Haina, the blonde woman he had met during the summer vacation.

At this moment, Haina, dressed in light armor, stood there with a solemn expression and a heroic bearing.

In addition, there's his identity as a Temple Knight.

It inspires awe.

"I am Haina. Starting today, I will be your combat instructor. My teaching is very strict, and injuries are inevitable. You'd better be mentally prepared."

With Haina officially becoming the combat instructor for Class One, the students experienced what hell truly meant.

Henna's practical course is very simple.

They train until they die, or they train to the point of exhaustion.

Just one week later, everyone except a few people was exhausted and miserable.

Those with weaker constitutions are already staying in the school clinic.

"Is this something a human being would do?"

"We'll be exhausted to death before we're even killed by the alien race."

"I can't take it anymore, I want to go home! I want to go home!"

The four good-for-nothings were rolling around there.

Julie, who was also exhausted, glanced at them upon hearing this.

"Do you really dare to say that to Instructor Haina? Although she is not an Inquisitor, the Templar Knights are on the same level as the Inquisitors in the Church of Truth."

"..."

The four good-for-nothings fell silent.

"Besides, compared to those two, we're already in heaven."

Julie pointed in a certain direction.

Following her finger, in the corner of the playground, Rogge and the Holy Swordswoman were being watched by Heina and trained to the point of exhaustion.

"Physical ability is the foundation of combat. Didn't you have the talent of unlimited energy? How come you're tired now? Speed ​​up, faster!"

"Sword Maiden, as the wielder of the holy sword, are you going to be outdone by a mere mortal? Hurry up, all of you!"

"..."

Under Hena's strict guidance, Rogue and Sword Maiden relentlessly pushed their physical limits.

However, Roger couldn't say that Haina's training was wrong.

This is because it's a classic method for pushing limits.

By constantly pushing your limits and breaking free from physical constraints, you can also hone your willpower.

The only problem is that henna has completely overextended the intensity...

Then another week passed.

Rogge received both good news and bad news.

The good news is that Hina has determined the physical limits of each student, and the subsequent training will be adjusted accordingly based on the actual situation.

The bad news is that the training intensity for Rogue and Fiora remains unchanged.

So, with no other choice, Roger could only grit his teeth and persevere with his indomitable will.

After more than half a semester, the students gradually adapted to the intensity of the practical training and also came to their senses.

Instructor Hena clearly values ​​Rogge and Sword Maiden more.

The practical training sessions always focused solely on Rogue and Sword Maiden, constantly increasing the difficulty for them.

The most outrageous thing is that Fiora is a member of the Holy Race.

Rogge was even able to keep up with the training intensity.

However, Rogge was not a rule-abiding person.

When the final practical exam came, he finally found an opportunity to challenge Haina to a swordsmanship contest.

"Instructor Henna, the practical exam is just around the corner. Could you please give a demonstration first?"

"Okay, I'm prepared to do it even if you don't say so."

Hena nodded and began practicing swordsmanship with Roger.

Rogge believed himself to be second to none in swordsmanship.

However, as soon as they clashed, he sensed something was amiss.

Before he could think any further, Haina unleashed a fierce and relentless sword technique.

Rogge instinctively used his familiar swordsmanship to parry.

But he stopped abruptly as soon as he raised his hand.

As a result of this pause, Haina seized the opportunity to exploit the opening.

boom!

Hina raised her sword and swung it.

He easily knocked the sword out of Rogge's hand.

"..."

Roger stood there, stunned, staring blankly at Haina.

He was extremely shocked.

It's not a matter of winning or losing.

Rather, it was the swordsmanship that Hena used that Roger was very familiar with.

He could even know the sword path with his eyes closed.

The Templar Knights are all fake.

The person before you has only one true identity.

Chief Judge.

Roger had sparred with the Chief Inquisitor countless times and knew her swordsmanship better than anyone else.

Because the other person was wearing an iron mask and spoke in a muffled voice, it was impossible to tell whether they were male or female.

I never expected it to be henna.

He never expected that the other party would become his combat instructor.

……

Final exams are over.

Having discovered Haina's true identity, Roger immediately returned to the Hall of Sin and informed Shulan and the others of the information.

"I knew it! We hadn't seen the Chief Inquisitor during these past few months of operations. Turns out he went to the Royal Academy."

Wolf slapped his thigh suddenly.

For the past six months, Roger has continued to act as a member of the Sinners.

But the chief judge who had been chasing Rogge and the others like a mad dog suddenly disappeared.

At the time, everyone was wondering why the chief judge didn't show up.

They were worried that the other party was plotting something behind their back.

Now the truth has finally come out.

Goode, however, thought about it more deeply.

"That guy went to the Royal Academy, could it be that he found His Highness there?"

"Your Highness, please be careful in your actions recently and pay attention to your safety. I will try to find out the situation from the Second Princess."

Shulan earnestly advised Rogge.

The chief judge's six-month hiatus at the Royal Academy clearly indicates a ulterior motive.

It's highly likely they came specifically for Rogge.

"Among those present, only a few know that His Highness is at the Royal Academy, right? How did the Chief Judge obtain this information?"

Red Phoenix sat in Rogge's arms and asked in confusion.

Upon hearing this, Ji Xia immediately gritted her teeth and bristled.

"Could there be a traitor among us?!"

"Don't talk nonsense, okay? If there really was a traitor, would we have waited until now?"

Roger ruffled Ji Xia's head in annoyance.

Despite being treated so roughly, Ji Xia didn't feel wronged at all. Instead, she closed her eyes and chuckled.

"Your Highness, please do not reward the braised lizard."

"I'm still a child, and sometimes I need Your Highness to pat my head and encourage me."

"..."

How did we get off-topic again?

In conclusion, after some discussion, Rogge ultimately decided to wait and see.

For safety reasons, he should keep his distance from Hina as much as possible starting next semester.

The others used this time to help determine why Hina had appeared at the Royal Academy.

However, there are some things that Roger cannot simply avoid.