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The Hunter Academy

And the end came. God got bored of humans and decided to kill them. To do this he transformed animals and other species into monsters to start a game of hunting or being hunted. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- First-year class D at the Hunter Academy. "Sahazel, are we going to train in the dark forest?" "I'm not interested" "Sahazel, they say Jamie and Tom from class A are fighting again for the second year beauty. Shall we go see the fight?" "Two idiots fighting for a slut, I'm not interested." "Sahazel, I've heard..." "I said I'm not interested!" "But I've heard that Miss Long of the Long family is fighting a hydra, her clothes may tear." … "Sahazel don't run, wait for me!"

GreatSage_Master1 · SF
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She´s flat

"I shouldn't have stayed in this class, everyone's crazy," Sahazel sighed.

Sahazel was not a man who was characterized by making mistakes or acting impulsively. In fact, he was an extremely cautious man who did not act unless he was 100% sure of himself.

"What a mistake you have made Sahazel, I should not have given her that opportunity" Sahazel again remarked his mistake.

"No, the mistake was agreeing to fight her last night. I trusted her too much thinking I would never meet her again.

As that madman Murphy said, if something can go wrong, it will go wrong. It's a pity that this phrase was the object of ridicule in its time."

"At least I've solved the problem for now, I still don't believe she believed this farce. Although to be honest, it has not been too difficult to alter her own king attribute to convey those feigned feelings.

But that won't work much longer, the moment she perfects her control over her king attribute I won't even be able to outwit her senses.

I must prepare for that moment, I don't want to have to deal with a madwoman like Emily. Although something tells me that I won't be able to avoid it, and my intuitions are unfortunately often correct.

As that other madman Finagle said: "Something that can go wrong will go wrong at the worst possible moment".

Sahazel sighed, first he is dragged into a fight between two families and now he has a crazy teacher.

He looked at the teacher and her two new classmates.

It's true, not only does he have a crazy teacher but his two new classmates are her fanatics. Apparently she had been the former president of the student council and was quite famous among the current generation, both for boys and girls.

Sahazel could guess at 99.999% why she had so many male fans, she was definitely a beauty. Emily had a beautiful face, two black eyes that made a normal person unable to take their eyes off them, silky black hair tied to a ponytail and a voluptuous body. It wouldn't be uncommon for her to have a male fan club.

What baffled Sahazel was why Mika was also a fan of hers. Weren't the girls jealous of another girl who has a beauty superior to hers? And those jealous girls should be even greater in a girl like Mika, since she was also beautiful but pale in comparison to Emily.

"They both remind me of Fleur and Amy. Although Amy is beautiful, she is eclipsed by Fleur.

Now that I think about it, how will the rest do? I'm sure that pervert is drooling looking at his classmates."

"Achish" Setanta scratched his nose.

"It seems that another beauty is speaking well of me" He grinned.

Setanta had sat in a strategic position in his class. From his position, he could observe both the buttocks and the tits of his classmates.

"And to think that there were going to be beauties in my class, although none is perfect" Setanta shook his head.

A woman appeared in his mind when he thought of his image as a perfect woman.

"Sigh, a pity that she is my teacher and my savior's woman," Setanta sighed.

Pictures of himself training with her teacher passed through his mind. Cold sweat passed down her back and the thought that her teacher was the perfect woman quickly disappeared.

"I really respect you, who would think someone would be able to tame my teacher"

The class door opened.

"All rise, I'm going to roll call!" A woman with a fierce expression entered the class.

(The teacher is a woman!) Dirty thoughts about having sex with a mature woman quickly passed through Setanta's head.

Setanta looked at the teacher from the bottom up. She had beautiful legs, a perfect hip and...

"She's flat," Setanta muttered.

The teacher, who was looking at some papers before, looked at Setanta. Her dark face said that she had heard what Setanta had said.

"I didn't understand you right, can you repeat?" The teacher asked Setanta in a cold, too cold tone.

Setanta seemed not to have noticed the cold tone, he was still lamenting in his mind.

(She has such perfect legs, such perfect hips... Why? Why does she have to be flat?)

"I said flat, plain, airstrip, iron board..." Setanta continued muttering adjectives.

"Shut up! Do you want to die, you bastard!" The teacher shouted at him.

She pulled a spear from her storage ring and hit Setanta on the head. She hit him mercilessly over and over again.

Setanta was lying on the ground without bothering to defend himself, it is not as if these attacks could do him any harm. He had lifeless eyes as he continued to mumble.

"Why? Why do you have to be so cruel? Even a B cup was worth it."

"Ehem, I think it's time to start class." Emily cleared her throat.

(There are only 10 minutes left before the end of class) Sahazel complained in his mind.

For some reason, Mika and Take were carrying a notebook and had asked Emily to make a signature for them.

After the signing, they had asked Emily a lot of questions. For some reason, none of the questions had anything to do with the class.

Sahazel glanced at the pair of brothers, they still had that excited look in their eyes.

"Fanatics of a madwoman are even crazier."

Sahazel refocused her attention on Emily, she had pulled a weapon out of her storage ring.

A weapon similar to the sabre Ryan had pulled out in his ritual appeared in her hands, although this was slightly different from the weapon Ryan had pulled out.

The length of the weapon that Emily had pulled out was 1 meter and its curve was much smaller than that of a sabre.

"Everyone should know what your weapon is, but I'll still give you a brief summary.

"Katana: Refers to a particular type of single-edged, curved saber traditionally used by samurai. Its most frequent size is about a metre in length and a kilo of mass.

The origin of the Japanese "katana" goes back to the first swords that, approximately, date from 700 A.D. and that were characterized for being straight and with a single edge. They were called "chokuto" and their dimensions could vary between 30 and 90 cm.

Due to the curved character of its blade and its unique edge, the katana must really be considered a sabre. As such, it is fundamentally oriented towards cutting rather than lance.

The katana was mainly used for cutting and, due to its ability to produce very severe wounds, was considered a kind of "hand guillotine". It is drawn with an axial movement of rotation, taking the edge upwards and can be wielded with one or two hands.

Have you understood everything so far?" Emily gave an initial explanation about the Katana.

The three students nodded, this was a basic knowledge that all three already knew beforehand.

"Well, we don't have time today so the next day I will teach you the technique that the academy offers to Katana users.

For now I'll give you a demonstration of what the technique can do".

Emily removed a mannequin from its storage ring and placed it in the center of the room. Mika, Take and Sahazel withdrew for safety.

Emily grabbed the Katana with both hands, she took a breath of air and let it out slowly.

"Tenshin: 9 bursts cut through the heavens"

Take and Mika did not see Emily move the katana at any time, but the mannequin was divided into nine different pieces.

Sahazel could see that Emily had made nine air cuts and nine bursts of air had been fired towards the target. He was not surprised, the sword aura emanating from Emily was no joke after all.

She might be a madwoman, but she was also a prodigy with the katana. The ease and fluidity of her movements had reached a level that could not be acquired with talent alone.

Sahazel's opinion of Emily was a little more favorable after seeing her movement.

(Who would have thought that the movements I taught that boy by chance would end up being the Hunter Academy's high level Katana technique?)