The Villain’s Cheat Code: When a Gamer Becomes the Evil God’s Sidekick

Chapter 167: Want to? Have the Teacher All to Yourself?

Aurelianne stood inside the palace, holding a heavy longsword in her hand, her breathing perfectly steady.

The iron sword, weighing dozens of pounds, seemed weightless in Aurelianne's grip, incredibly stable without the slightest tremor.

Anyone could see at a glance that Aurelianne must have undergone extremely rigorous training.

Gwen stood beside her, observing Aurelianne's movements.

They were perfectly standard.

Her sword-holding posture was like that of a battle-hardened veteran soldier.

Absolutely flawless.

"Not bad," Gwen nodded approvingly, signaling Aurelianne to start swinging the blade.

Aurelianne quickly raised the sword hilt and swung it forward.

She began repeating the motion mechanically, following a strict pattern.

Her sword swings carried a powerful sense of force.

Each swing seemed to slightly tear open a gap in the air before her.

The sword tip flashed with a faint cold light, and the air around the blade wrapped into a gentle breeze.

Gwen watched Aurelianne and nodded, appearing even more satisfied.

So, being a teacher instructing a student was such a simple matter?

Viktor had told her it was difficult, but this clearly wasn't hard at all.

With each practice repetition, Aurelianne's movements became increasingly proficient.

Every chopping motion grew faster, with more imposing momentum.

The whistling sound of air being cut became more frequent.

It didn't look at all like someone practicing for the first time.

After about hundreds of swings, Aurelianne felt her stamina starting to wane.

After all, she was only fifteen years old. Naturally, her endurance couldn't compare to those knights who had already entered their prime years.

Moreover, she was a girl.

Even Gwen might not have done better than her at that age.

During the break, Aurelianne extended the blade towards someone nearby.

Celia quickly took the offered sword and brought Aurelianne a clean towel.

"No need," Aurelianne shook her head, declining the towel Celia offered.

A stream of energy began to gather around her, and a blue magic circle appeared beneath her feet out of thin air.

White flowing light gradually spread throughout Aurelianne's body.

As if evaporating all the sweat from her body, it slowly dissipated.

Seeing Aurelianne cast magic, Gwen was slightly startled.

She felt this magic looked somewhat familiar.

It seemed she had seen such a scene somewhere before.

Celia looked at Aurelianne with great concern, but could only stand aside without daring to say a word.

On one hand, she had long been warned by the princess not to interrupt during her studies.

On the other hand,

The person teaching the princess swordsmanship this time was Gwen Delin.

As the princess's guard, Celia was also a woman.

And among the women in the capital, few did not admire Gwen.

Despite being a woman, she possessed a very tough independence and unwavering dignity.

She constantly exuded an aura that made people feel they could rely on her.

Her personal charisma had earned the admiration of many women who wanted to be self-reliant.

Of course, those who praise will also have those who criticize.

There were always some people who couldn't stand Gwen's behavior, believing that she achieved her current success solely because she had a very capable fiancé.

She was nothing more than a scheming woman who took advantage of others and acted smug about it.

While Aurelianne was resting, Gwen hesitantly asked from the side.

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"Your Highness."

"You've had relevant practice before, haven't you?"

The princess smiled at Gwen and spoke candidly:

"Yes."

"Usually, when my teacher Viktor is teaching, he always has me do several hours of physical training."

"He tells me that even as a mage, one must have enough stamina to support one's body."

Hearing Aurelianne's explanation, Gwen nodded in sudden realization.

So that was it.

Viktor was also skilled in swordsmanship, Gwen knew very well.

But it seemed he had only taught Aurelianne the basic motions of sword swinging.

She began to consider whether to skip the tedious sword swinging and move directly into sword technique practice.

But soon, she dismissed this idea.

The basics were the most important part. Even at her level, she still insisted on daily sword swinging practice.

Having made her decision, she said to Aurelianne:

"After you've rested enough, let's do a few more sets of sword swinging practice."

"Alright, Teacher Gwen."

Aurelianne closed her eyes, breathing softly.

Feeling her mind gradually calm down, her swollen muscles slowly relaxed, and strength gradually spread throughout her body.

Her heart beat strongly, thump-thump.

Suddenly, it seemed a violent wind arose around them, even lifting all the nearby door curtains, which fluttered noisily in the air.

The maids all held down their skirts, fearing they might be flipped up by this sudden gust.

Aurelianne's long hair was blown upwards, but she still calmly kept her eyes closed.

Completely undisturbed by the anomaly around her.

Until a warm large hand was placed on her shoulder.

Feeling a sense of heart flutter, Aurelianne couldn't help but open her eyes, slowly raising her head to look behind her.

Viktor had suddenly appeared, looking down at her.

"How's the practice going?"

Hearing Viktor's voice, Aurelianne felt particularly delighted. She happily squinted her eyes and nodded very obediently.

"Mm! Just like usual, I don't feel tired at all!"

Viktor gave her a slight nod in response, then turned to look at Gwen.

Seeing Viktor's sudden arrival and meeting his deep gaze, she seemed to become somewhat embarrassed.

"V-Viktor?"

"Why did you come over at this time?"

Viktor looked at her and smiled slightly.

"I was a bit worried, so I came to check on you."

Hearing these words, Gwen immediately became even more embarrassed, turning her head away with a slight blush.

One hand tightly clenched into a fist, placed by her mouth as she lightly coughed twice.

"It's my working hours now..."

"You being here will distract me."

Aurelianne and Celia stood beside the two, blinking their eyes, both staring at Gwen simultaneously.

Celia felt something was off in her heart...

How come this was different from what was agreed?

Shouldn't Miss Gwen be a more independent woman?

How come now she seemed no different from those rumors?

No... how could this be possible??

How could Miss Gwen fall for that man whose attitude and behavior were particularly awful!

As the princess's personal guard, Celia didn't have many channels to obtain information.

She naturally didn't know that under last night's curtain of darkness, the fireworks that filled the capital's sky

Were set off specifically for whom.

Aurelianne just stood to the side, watching the interaction between the two, slightly pursing her lips.

Suddenly, she raised her head, as if reminding Gwen:

"Teacher Gwen, I've rested enough."

"We can continue now."

Hearing Aurelianne's prompt, Gwen finally came to her senses, hurriedly regaining composure and patting her slightly warm cheeks.

"Ah! Yes, Your Highness!"

She no longer paid attention to Viktor beside her, walking straight to Aurelianne's side to supervise her sword practice.

Viktor didn't feel bored either, casually finding a chair to sit down.

His gaze rested on Gwen, not moving away for a moment.

The surrounding servants behaved very respectfully, diligently preparing various fruits for him, placing them on exquisite plates.

The princess's teacher, Count Viktor.

These servants were also quite familiar with him.

After all, Viktor often entered the palace, and through his comings and goings, they naturally recognized this person of noble status.

The princess had also specifically instructed.

Once her teacher came to her side, they must serve him wholeheartedly.

Even more respectfully than they would treat her.

This also made the servants feel an extremely great pressure.

However, the person before them didn't think too much about it.

After setting down the fruits, Viktor even very politely said to them.

"Thank you."

The calm and gentle tone, coupled with that handsome face, made the servants blush involuntarily.

They hurriedly bowed and turned around in unison to quickly withdraw.

After leaving, they couldn't help but think of the grudge between the Kravina family and the Reiser family.

How could a nobleman who would be so polite to servants like them be a bad person?

Viktor sat in the chair, quietly watching Gwen and Aurelianne.

Both were very focused and hadn't become lax or slack because of his arrival.

On the contrary, their state had become even better.

Aurelianne's movements became increasingly proficient, and Gwen constantly observed and corrected the princess's actions.

Whenever she entered a working state, Gwen would become very responsible.

And Aurelianne was also a particularly obedient student; she would do her utmost to meet her teacher's requirements.

At the beginning of the sword swinging, Aurelianne appeared very relaxed.

Soon, real sword technique training was brought up.

Chopping, thrusting, upward slashes, blocking...

Many combat techniques appeared before Aurelianne.

At first, Aurelianne seemed to struggle a bit.

Because sword technique training was completely different in difficulty from simple sword swinging.

But supported by sufficient stamina, she went through training session after training session.

Under Gwen's tireless guidance, Aurelianne gradually became more at ease.

What Gwen needed to do was to make Aurelianne remember this feeling, forming long-term muscle memory.

Time passed unknowingly, and the sun slowly hid behind the western mountains, only showing a red patch.

The light of dusk shone through the windows, slanting into the luxurious room.

Vega stood on the table, having finished the last grape in the fruit plate.

At this moment, Aurelianne planted the longsword in front of her body.

Even though she was exhausted, she still supported her body with the sword, panting heavily.

The magic power inside her body had been completely depleted, and she couldn't even use magic to recover her strength or clean away sweat.

In contrast, Gwen.

She also planted an ordinary knight's longsword in front of her.

But as if tireless, she hadn't even shed a drop of sweat.

For Gwen, this was nothing compared to her usual training intensity.

The breeze through the window blew her long silver hair, making her look valiant and heroic in the dusk.

"Let's stop here for today."

Hearing these words, Aurelianne immediately felt a strong wave of fatigue sweep over her entire body.

Today had really made her feel too tired.

She couldn't help but fall backwards.

Instantly, a gust of wind supported her body.

The soft force made Aurelianne feel particularly at ease.

Only when Teacher Viktor was around could she be as unrestrained as she was now.

Because she knew.

As long as he was there, she would never be hurt.

Viktor stood up, raising his palm, passing a white light over Aurelianne's body.

As the white light swept over her body, the sweat on Aurelianne's body was cleaned spotlessly, and the sticky feeling under her armor also disappeared.

It felt especially cool, as if she had taken a bath.

After doing all this, Aurelianne felt a strong drowsiness.

In her daze, she only heard Viktor's voice sounding by her ear.

"Rest well today."

"Tomorrow, I will take you to other places for training."

Hearing the reassuring voice, Aurelianne slowly closed her eyes.

Then, Viktor walked to Gwen's side and said to her:

"Let's go back."

Gwen also responded to him with a smile, nodding.

"Okay."

A gust of wind gathered from under their feet, and the surrounding air also became somewhat restless.

Whoosh!

In an instant, the whirlwind suddenly burst, but Gwen and Viktor had already disappeared without a trace.

Until the surroundings became completely quiet.

An abrupt voice sounded at this moment.

"Celia."

"Your Highness."

Celia stood very respectfully beside Aurelianne.

Meanwhile, Aurelianne opened her somewhat drowsy eyes.

She quietly looked at the ceiling, her voice somewhat flat as she asked Celia:

"If I could sit in Father Emperor's position,"

"Would I be able to get everything I want?"