Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound - Chapter 191

Episode 191 Attack Land (2)

“…”

A drop of cold sweat ran down Dolores’ cheek.

Her smile-filled gaze touches her.

“Ho-ho-ho-what do you see?”

Miss Sadie. she asked Dolores.

A black army cap, a long purple ponytail, hair that stretched out like horns in places, skin as pale as a corpse.

Underneath the spiked black dress, he wore a loose belt, and in the middle hung a coiled whip.

The heel of the black kill heel she was wearing was as high as 31 cm, and the tip was pointed like an awl.

Terrible scars were burning like flames where the fingerprints should have been at the tips of the ten fingers, but rumors say that he chewed his fingers while drinking vodka while drunk, thinking he was a host.

“…”

Dolores was receiving Professor Sadi’s gaze while breaking out in a cold sweat.

Originally, I would have immediately laid my eyes on that terrifying woman’s eyes… Dolores, who had grown up after going through the Dantalian battle, is not avoiding her eyes of protest at the fact that her dearest junior was injured.

“Oh, look at this bitch?”

Professor Saadi pulled the whip from his waist.

Then, he moved step by step toward Dolores, who was staring at him right in front of his eyes.

“How could a bitch with no blood on her head open her eyes to an adult like that? Are you counting yourself as the student council president?”

“…”

“Hohoho- Hey~ Even your Abby Humbert can’t open her eyes to me~”

Dolores’s body in a cold sweat became more profuse with the momentum that Miss Sadie was slowly spouting out.

Dolores had fought Dantalian before, but the aura that Professor Sadi exuded was a completely different kind of fear.

A woman who exudes ‘devilish’ danger.

Right then.

“Please be moderate in hating model students. Professor Sadi.”

A voice interrupted Professor Saadi.

Morgue Banshee. He stood in the way of Dolores.

Dolores felt the pressure dissipate when Professor Banshee’s back blocked her view, and she slumped back in her seat.

Meanwhile, Professor Banshee warned Professor Sadi in a low voice.

“What kind of attitude is this during the sacred midterm exam? Overexertion to the student in charge, even if it’s not enough, beyond verbal abuse and assault… Do you really want to be fired?”

“Two-”

Professor Sadie responded by spitting at Professor Banshee’s feet.

“… what is this?”

Professor Banshee frowned at Professor Saadi’s rudeness that went beyond the limits.

However, Professor Saadi didn’t care and took something out of his waistband.

It was a large glass bottle of vodka half full.

Kwakdeuk –

Professor Saadi wants to show his sharp teeth and then bites off the long, narrow spout of the glass bottle.

Wahjak-wahjajak-

She chewed the glass pieces in her mouth like candy and just passed them down her throat along with the vodka.

Professor Banshee half-opened his mouth as if it were absurd.

“Is that alcohol right now? No, how could you have that kind of attitude in this exam where the lives of the students are at stake…” ”

This isn’t alcohol, you know~”

“I heard the smell of alcohol goes all the way here?”

“It’s 76 percent alcohol, so what kind of alcohol is it? It’s water.”

“This madman…”

Prof. Banshee’s words seemed to drag on, and Professor Saadi jerked his head away.

Then, as if to listen, he openly sneered at me.

“The world has improved a lot. The old land of the Morgue family, who managed the morgue, could be angry with the princess of the Marquis de Sade.”

However, Professor Banshee is also a man with great pride in his family.

“Huh! That’s a story from hundreds of years ago. Now you’re the Marquis of Morgue. Also, when did the Marquis de Sade fall? Your status is also a baronet, right?”

“Ah~ It’s a boring world~ Fuck it all up~”

Professor Sadi cleared his ears, then turned his head away as if he didn’t want to deal with him.

Professor Banshee threatened her.

“How far do you think the principal’s protection will go? If you show disrespectful treatment to students in the next exam, I will definitely discipline you with the authority of the next vice principal.”

“Yes-yes-”

Professor Sadie still pretended not to hear, but he no longer laughed or sarcastically, as if he could not completely ignore Professor Banshee’s life-threatening remarks.

Professor Banshee gritted his teeth and turned away.

He knew very well why, despite the death toll every year, he continued to keep that woman in the professorship.

All courtesy. The opinion of the aristocracy that the dignity of the nobility should not be excessively damaged no matter how much it has fallen.

‘……no. There are a few more factors.’

It is an unrivaled sense of battle. And it was a genius ability related to criminology.

She has enough fighting power to be able to deal with a single company of the Imperial Army, and she has a bizarre ability to predict the psychology of all kinds of criminals, track them down, and arrest them.

‘A madman can understand a madman.’

Professor Banshee shook his head.

In terms of ability and talent, Professor Saadi is clearly a rare genius, but due to his twisted personality, it is wrong to use it moderately.

Didn’t he severely destroy Sancho Barataria, a promising prospect who looks talented just looking at it right now?

Fortunately, Sancho has a strong soul, so it doesn’t seem like he’s suffered any trauma yet.

How many up-and-coming elites have been traumatized by Professor Saadi that made them urinate at the mere sound of her laughter?

They often took a leave of absence or dropped out of school midway through, and even if they barely graduated, most of them had weak personalities who couldn’t fight anywhere.

Thinking of this, Professor Banshee wanted to thank the strong-spirited Sancho for holding on.

And Dolores, who was next to him, was also looking at Sancho sadly.

The professor in charge had very bad luck. All in all, ‘that’ Sadhirani.

But the nightmare had just begun.

“Ho-ho-ho- come up next. From now on, I’ll take it easy.”

Professor Saadi continued to call the students he was in charge of to the stadium.

Awesome – mate!

Her avatar, the mud golem, hit the floor with a whip of thorny vines in her hand and slammed it a few times.

Eventually, the next student went up on the field.

puck! Fuck! puck!

The result came out as everyone expected.

The student in question failed to hit even one effective hit against the mud golem, and his entire body was hacked to pieces and then retired.

0 effective hits, 4 effective evasions, 0 effective defenses, 0 critical hits.

The student who came up next to Sancho had to shed tears with a disastrous grade of only 4 points.

And after that, it was the same after that.

No one succeeded in attacking the golem, which copied Professor Sadie’s movements, and all they could do was dodge the rain of whips.

Besides, Professor Saadi’s whip, wriggling like a poisonous snake, was almost impossible to defend once it started to hit.

4 points. 3 points. 8 points. 6 points. 5 points. 7 points. 4 points…

A march of disastrous scores follows.

It was a moment when it was reevaluated that Sancho’s score of 17 was once again enormous.

Meanwhile. The professors watching this were grinding their teeth.

“Sadi, that idiot bitch cuts all the average points!”

“It’s heartbreaking to watch this indiscriminate test year after year!”

“Why does the headmaster protect that bitch every time!?”

“What can I do with the last respect for the fallen Marquis de Sade?”

“Damn it. Such an irrational and irrational treatment. I don’t think the status and class are divided like this…” “I can’t help it. I can only

think that the students in that section were unlucky.”

“Later, let’s adjust the discrimination by giving additional points to the tasks or attitudes of the children who have been sexually victimized.”

“Still, from the point of view of our sympathetic faction, it’s fortunate that that bitch exists. It can bring down the principal’s approval rating.”

Even while each person’s complicated thoughts come and go, Professor Sadi laughs and makes the students miserable.

“Ho-ho-ho- it’s fun to train dogs by making them sweaty. Well, it’s not as good as making them bloody.”

Fortunately, Professor Banshee’s threat was effective, but Professor Saadi did not turn the student into a super-corpse.

Still, treating students like dogs and beating them with a whip was infuriating to many.

This is not because the teacher is educating the student, but because the strong unilaterally assaults the weak.

Eventually, Sadie, who had given the student she had just dealt with a total of 4 points and retired, called the next dog to be trained.

and.

“Huh? You seem like a bit of a smart dog, right? It might be worth teaching.”

Professor Saadi’s eyes rested on a student standing under the field.

A man with an expressionless face always wearing a cold energy.

“…”

Bikir stood there.