Chapter 144 [Ilinal]
In the health care room, sunlight shines through the gauze curtains and onto the neat bed, creating mottled light and shadows.

Teacher Ilinar leaned against something, with soft silk wrapped around her body. The white and transparent spider silk brought a hazy and transparent feeling.

These spider silks squeezed out from the belly button twisted and turned, and then wrapped around Droste's body, ready to strangle Droste.

A bloody and brutal battle is going on.

"The spider silk is so strong, but I'm still stuck on it?" Droste asked curiously while showing the extremely sharp holy sword that could cut through iron like mud.

The spider silk spit out by Teacher Ilinar, the spider monster girl, looks transparent, but also has a somewhat solid and sturdy feeling.

I wonder if this level of strength can be used as a means of attacking the enemy? Bind the enemy and catch prey like a real spider.

Droste thought about it and found that it was true. The spider silk secreted by the belly button was exactly the same.

As he thought about this, Droste also looked down at the struggling teacher Ilinal.

Just as Droste expected.

Teacher Ilinar seemed to have no time to answer his questions. The pressure of fighting was too heavy.

"Damn it, is this the power of knowledge?"

Using spider silk to resist the power of Droste's knowledge is Teacher Ilinal's only means, but unfortunately it is not very effective.

The pressure brought by the power of knowledge was so great that she had no time to take care of other things and could only deal with the sword skills that were like a stream of water and a huge wave.

As the name suggests, this is Droste's original sword technique for fighting enemies.

Flowing water sword technique.

Under this sword move, Teacher Ilinar was really like the name of her sword technique, constantly suffering injuries in the flowing water.

"I don't know, but this..."

……

"Droste-san, don't you like it?"

……

Teacher Ilinar's eyes, which were as narrow and seductive as willow leaves, had turned red, blurred and frantic, with an even more exaggerated demand, as if they wanted to devour Droste.

Completely different from the reserved, gentle and kind elf lady, Teacher Ilinal, as an evil monster girl, is even more tricky and weird in her demands for the power of knowledge.

And the demand is even more exaggerated. If Droste had not comprehended the runes and strengthened his body to a level that ordinary people could not achieve.

Maybe I won’t be able to compete with Teacher Ilinal in terms of sword skills today.

"Of course I like her. Teacher Ilinal is the most beautiful teacher I have ever seen."

Drost smiled calmly, leaned forward, and used the power of knowledge to bring extreme pressure to Teacher Irinare, while also gently stroking her cheek with his hand.

"And her temperament is also very outstanding. Although I don't know how old the teacher is, I think she must be very young, right?"

Teacher Ilinar's fair cheeks were a little plain and had a hint of blush.

"You are still better at talking, Droste."

"Uh...ah..."

Perhaps the pressure brought by Droste's forward leaning movement was too great, and Teacher Irinaer's body suddenly trembled slightly, almost revealing a flaw.

"Stone Skin Defense!"

She actually strengthened her physical fitness in an instant! What a strong defense, what a strong muscle control! Can even a spider monster girl have such a powerful skill?

There are so many talented people in the other world.

Droste just sighed in his heart.

Teacher Ilinal could no longer hold on and fell on the bed.

……

It seems that he has tasted the sharp blow of the power of knowledge and can no longer resist it.

At the same time, he tilted his eyes to look at teacher Fremea who was sleeping unconscious next to him.

Teacher Freya's skin gradually became rosy and her body became shiny. Her skin, which was pale before, now looked completely the same as a normal person's, even too healthy.

The five slightly bent toes were neatly arranged, and the arch of the foot hooked on the top of the stockings, with an almost perfect curve.

Even through teacher Fremea's stockings, because they were too translucent, Droste could see the shiny nails and the slightly pink and white toes.

The casual and slim-fitting blazer and skirt became a little wrinkled and scattered. Droste glanced at it a little rudely and could actually see the teacher's uncovered humming.

"Well……"

A few unconscious murmurs came out of Teacher Fremea's mouth, and Droste's gaze quickly shifted to her face.

Teacher Fremeia lay quietly on the bed in the health room. The white bedding contrasted with her black suit, making her figure look taller and slimmer.

Her skinny body and flat figure make her look very heroic and lack any femininity.

Droste was in deep thought, thinking about the fight between himself and teacher Irinale. Teacher Fremea was sleeping beside him, breathing steadily and weakly.

It seems quite exciting.

But Teacher Ilinal was so persistent and insisted on carrying out this strange battle that it was really conspicuous.

"What's wrong? Is it because Teacher Fremea's sleeping posture is really beautiful?"

"That's what vampire royalty is like."

Perhaps she noticed Droste's gaze, or perhaps it was a telepathic connection, Teacher Irinar forced herself to move back, then motioned for Droste to sit in front of her legs.

"Teacher Fremea and I have known each other for a long time. A long time ago, I found a bottle of blood from our ancestors. Later, Teacher Fremea would only come to me to ask for blood when she couldn't help herself."

Even though she was sweating profusely from the battle for the power of knowledge, Teacher Irinare was still wearing her thin black stockings, which were just a little torn due to the intense battle.

She leaned back, showing her entire front to Droste, and motioned for him to help her take off the torn black stockings.

Irina said softly with a nostalgic look on her face.

"But later on, the supreme blood of this ancestor became less and less, and Teacher Fremea became more and more anxious. Without this blood, your teacher Fremea would be short of blood, and after that, she could only suck other creatures."

"But where can we find so many creatures to provide blood?"

"Ugh."

Teacher Ilinal sighed.

　If you can’t see it, it means you’ve gone in. Don’t worry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)