The Broken Possessors of the Infinite Regression Academy - Chapter 201



Chapter 201 – Side Story: The Sleeping Princess and the Right Arm

[Eternal Guild.

This is the guild that has the most overwhelming power in a world where new concepts such as monsters, gates, and magic power have appeared.

There are a total of 7 people who can be called guild leaders, and all but one of them are skilled enough to easily subdue even S-class gates, and the remaining one also has skills that cannot be ignored.

Based on this overwhelming force, they have handled the vast majority of S-class Gate subjugation requests. It is widely believed that most countries would not have been able to avoid destruction when the Gate incident broke out if the Eternal Guild had not existed.

However, the biased nature of the guild that completely excludes men and only selects women, and the duality of some of the guild leaders being suspected of not being human… … .]

I closed the booklet.

‘There are so many pointless articles.’

It would be more accurate if the introduction was made internally by the guild. They explained it in the beginning, but as it went on, they mixed in their own opinions and spoke very passionately.

I wanted to check out what kind of place the Eternal Guild was that was created while I was away, so I looked up some information, but it was all like this. Either they start by cursing, or they start by praising.

But what they all have in common, whether they are articles of praise or criticism, is that if it weren’t for the people around me, the Earth would have been destroyed long ago.

‘I was worried that it would still look the same when I got home, but it turned out to be the same, so I guess I should say it turned out well.’

Even after returning to the original world, there was no change in appearance. Not only the hair color, but also the voice and body shape were the same, and even magic and divinity, as well as the holy sword, were still usable.

If Earth had been a normal world, it would have been difficult to go out, let alone go about daily life. The moment you went outside, it was obvious that a hundred thousand eyes would be on you.

Especially, the chairman is being talked about as suspicious even in the current situation where gates are appearing and the concept of hunters is emerging.

“Master… … ?”

A hushed voice came from behind. Nika was rubbing her eyes and getting up. She felt naked because she was wrapped tightly in a blanket from her chest to her thighs.

Although the Succubus Queen’s outfit is practically naked.

“Are you feeling a little better?”

Since the most urgent task was Nika’s recovery, I asked for understanding and called Nika aside to bring her to the room. Perhaps because they had watched her slowly starve to death for seven years, everyone was convinced and let her go.

Nika was hungry for his semen the moment their lips met, and only after several full hours of clinging did she pull away and pass out into a deep sleep.

“Yes. I’m fully recovered now. And… … .”

Nika, with her head bowed in embarrassment and her cheeks flushed, pushed away the blanket. Her chest, which had been hidden by the white blanket, was revealed. Her chest was so ridiculously large that one side was as big as her waist.

The string buried deep in my chest seemed to scream.

“… … Here too, it has completely recovered.”

I was about to say, “Thank goodness,” but I held back because I thought it might sound strange. Isn’t it like it’s not a blessing that my body has recovered, but a blessing that my chest has grown back?

“Yeah. Thank you for your hard work, Nika. I should have come a little sooner.”

“It’s okay. I’m just happy that you came back. Because I can serve you again and receive your energy.”

Nika then stuck her tongue out and smiled sultryly. The pattern of submission that had been fading away as if it was going to go out was shining brightly again in a shade of pink close to hot pink.

A body of incomparable obscenity rose from the bed. Pink hair flowed elegantly down her back.

As she pushed back her hair, revealing her slightly sweaty armpit on her right arm, a slight curve appeared along her waistline. The side chest that protruded next to her ribs swayed with the movement of her body.

Her sides, which were plump enough to be seen clearly, disappeared under the maid outfit, and her thighs, which were interlocked and sweaty, were now hidden by the thick maid outfit skirt.

When I see things like that, I can see that she is indeed a succubus. Even though it doesn’t seem like she did it intentionally, her every move is oozing with s*xiness.

“Mira, are you there? Can I come in?”

Almost at the same time that Nika, who had finished changing into her maid outfit, stood quietly next to me, there was a knock on the door.

“It’s open. Come in.”

The door opened immediately. Priscilla came in with a restless face. No, I came back to the original world, but now I should call her Hayoon.

Even though the time I’ve lived as Priscilla Agnes is overwhelmingly longer than the time I’ve lived as Hayoon, this is no longer a world in a novel.

“Mira! Ah, that… … I’m sorry, Yoo Seong… … .”

Perhaps the original name was not easy to say, Priscilla flew in like a guided missile and tried to hug me, but instead she was startled by my surprise and hesitated to look at me.

“It’s okay. You can call me whatever you want. It’s not like I’m going to change because of that.”

No matter what you call me, the fact that I am me will never change. When I opened my arms, Priscilla smiled brightly and buried her face in my arms. I gently stroked her back with my left arm.

“What brings you here?”

“I said I was ready. Everyone is waiting.”

Ready, La.

I looked at my empty right arm. There were two meanings to what I had just said. One was preparation for getting my right arm back, and the other was preparation for meeting the only person who had not come to see me at the meeting the day before yesterday.

“Okay. Let’s go.”

I stood up from my seat. Priscilla clung to my left, and Nika, who had regained her vitality and heart, followed one step behind.

They went down to the basement of the building, passing through a corridor that was so wide that it took a long time just to walk. Priscilla stopped in front of the door that required the highest security level, which was the innermost one.

We were greeted by a series of magical locks and physical locks that felt almost paranoid. After a long time of unlocking the layers of locks, we were finally able to step inside.

“mummy!”

The people who had come in first smiled brightly and approached me as soon as they saw me. In that brief moment, I felt anxious and even more anxious, so I took their tantrums and walked away.

In the center of the basement, the only person who had not come to see me the day before yesterday was sleeping.

I’m Latina.

“… … .”

Latina was sleeping as if dead, hugging my right arm, which had a visible cut section. The fact that it hadn’t rotted at all despite the passage of seven years made it even more bizarre.

‘No. It might have been more bizarre to be embracing something rotten.’

This is only what it looks like. I’ve already heard why Latina is sleeping while hugging my severed right arm.

They say that everyone panicked and almost lost consciousness when the dimensional gate shattered the moment I put my arm in. At that time, the person who picked it up with a pale face was Latina.

And he created a kind of connection between the divinity that remained in his body and his severed right arm. If the arm rots away, then I am dead, but if not, then wherever he is, he is still alive, so let’s have hope.

The fact that Nika was able to endure starvation for seven long years and that the four possessed people were able to grit their teeth and endure loneliness was all thanks to the hope that Latina held onto.

“That’s true for us, but Mira, why weren’t you recovering? With top-level healing magic, you can even regenerate the severed arm. Even if you regenerate your arm, it won’t rot unless you die.”

“I don’t know. I just felt like it had to be that way. Maybe it was because our souls were connected, like you said.”

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Latina was still asleep, motionless. She could never wake up on her own, since the magic was done at the cost of her soul.

“Do you know how to wake up?”

“What is it?”

“You really don’t know? How to wake up a sleeping princess. It’s been in many fairy tales. We’ve done it many times too.”

Rosaria stroked her lips with a meaningful look in her eyes. The others, who were still inexperienced, flinched at the sight of her actions.

“… … Really?”

“Do you think I would lie about something like this? Latina did it herself. If Mira ever comes back alive and the moment comes when you have to wake her up, make sure to wake her up like that.”

If Latina had asked me to do so herself, and not to tease me, then there was nothing I could do. I knelt down beside her and lifted her chin, gently holding it. A thin breath escaped from between her slightly parted lips.

She pressed her lips together. The sensation of something wrapping around Latina’s body dissipating rose, and her lips, which had been cold and hard like a plaster statue, returned to a soft texture.

“… … .”

Gray eyes that had appeared at some point were staring at me intently.

“Are you back?”

“Yeah. I’m back.”

“I was sleeping so hard that I had no idea what time it was. How long did it take you to wake me up?”

“It’s been 7 years.”

“It took a really long time. Thanks to that, I’ve been a sleepyhead for 7 years. I almost gained a lot of useless fat.”

“… … Mia – sigh.”

I was about to apologize, but my lips were blocked by her slender fingers. The Latina raised her index finger and poked my mouth, continuing to speak calmly.

“I didn’t wait seven years to hear an apology the moment I woke up. That would make me look like a bad woman. Just the fact that you came back is enough.”

Then, he kissed me so hard that I could hear a kissing sound, and then our eyes met again.

“Welcome home, Mira.”

“Oh, I almost forgot. This is Mira-san’s right arm. Don’t worry, I didn’t use it for anything other than hugging you. At least that’s what I did when I was asleep.”

“… … Other uses?”

Latina looked down at her outstretched right arm in bewilderment. No, what else could she use a severed arm for?

“It was a joke that I didn’t understand. I’m sad.”

“… … I’ve felt this before too, but your personality has really changed a lot. It wasn’t like this when you were a saint.”

“I can’t possibly live like this now, joking around as a saint in such a dark fantasy world. That’s my true nature. So, do you not like it?”

“No. That can’t be.”

Actually, it’s much better now.

I accepted the right arm that was extended like some kind of prosthetic limb. I placed the cut sections against each other and used healing magic, and new flesh grew and stuck together. I tried moving my fingers. They moved just fine.

“Are you moving properly?”

“I guess so.”

“If it’s just words, I won’t believe it. You have to prove it with actions.”

Latina tilted her head toward me, looking at me with expectant eyes. I stroked her head. Her ash-gray hair flowed like silk between my fingers.

“Hmm, I’m not sure about this. I guess we’ll have to try it with other people too.”

It was a shameless thing to say, considering that I was enjoying myself with my eyes wide open, but I had no excuse or reason to refuse. After that, I spent a long time stroking hair of all different colors.

There was an incident where the chairman let out a strange moan because the horn was accidentally touched, but he seemed to like it even more, so no one said anything.

“Come to think of it, I haven’t heard the explanation yet. What happened after the dimensional gate closed? You came back alive when you were thought to be dead, and it took you seven years to get here. Did everyone else hear about it except me?”

Latina, who was stuck between the other seven and occasionally touching me, suddenly opened her mouth.

“No. You were busy being held by me.”

Thanks to that, the search for my family’s safety was slightly delayed.

“That’s great. Since we’re all here now, why don’t you just explain?”

“I don’t mind, but… … what about your requests?”

“Request? What request do you mean?”

Latina tilted her head.

I felt like I had to start explaining from there.