The Broken Possessors of the Infinite Regression Academy - Chapter 282



Chapter 282 – Side Story: The World After the War

“It’s so fucking disgusting.”

“Haha. This time, we agree on something.”

The Black Tower Master smiled faintly and agreed to the Red Tower Master’s muttering.

The two were working with other archmages to clean up the aftermath of a recent dungeon breach. Luckily, they were assigned to the area with the most contamination, namely, the area near the monster’s corpse.

Of course, the more polluted the place, the more dangerous it was, so an ordinary person would not have understood it. However, these two were magicians. They were also humans from the Magic Association who were known to be crazy about magic.

There was no way I could miss the opportunity to study the corpse of a monster I had never seen before up close.

“I’ll have to throw the clothes away later. I don’t think the smell will go away.”

“I guess I should do that too.”

Of course, the desire to learn and the disgust were two separate things. The red-haired man frowned as he smelled the clothes.

This was especially true when, right in front of him, there was a monster lying on the ground with about a third of its upper body evaporated, and even though it had been dead for over 12 hours, purple blood mixed with flesh was still overflowing from its uncured bodily fluids in real time.

Originally, the saint and Mira had intended to purify the aftermath of the battle together, but the Magic Tower Lords persuaded them as one in one to reduce the damage by leaving behind research materials, and they changed their minds.

As a result, he left after taking measures to prevent the contamination from spreading nearby, which saved him over a week of valuable time.

“Don’t get your feet wet. Last time, a guy twisted his ankle and half of his body melted away. If it weren’t for healing magic, he would have died on the spot.”

Black Tower Master said something to Red Tower Master, who was floating in the air and scooping out flesh-mixed fluid. Red Tower Master replied, seemingly not listening.

“Am I one of your Black Tower kids? In our Red Tower, even apprentice wizards don’t make such sloppy mistakes.”

“Hehehe… … Wouldn’t that be better than running away three times faster than everyone else like those red kids?”

Heuktapju did not back down and counterattacked.

“… … .”

“… … .”

They both frowned at each other, but that was all. It didn’t turn into an emotional fight. The conversation they were having was just a last resort to overcome their fear.

The one who killed this monster was Mira, not them. If this had appeared when he wasn’t there, what would have become of the empire? Fear rose in them.

If the Sword Master was here, he would have had to be killed, but with just one roar, all the magicians who were the backbone of the empire would have died, so the contamination could not be stopped, and the bloodline of magic research would have been cut off.

It was such a horrible ending.

“… … Someday, I’ll be able to create a magic that can stop this kind of guy.”

“Shouldn’t we finish the status-altering magic before that?”

“I know. That’s why I work hard.”

The enemy tower lord, who had destroyed all the charred remains, took out a new stick from his pocket and lit it.

It looked like a cigarette, but it wasn’t a cigarette. It was just something that was made to emit only smoke and flames, so that when the enemy was about to come, they would light one of these to liven up the atmosphere. It didn’t cause any harm to the body.

“I need to work harder than I am doing now.”

“That’s what’s happening.”

The conversation ceased. The two continued to silently dissect and study the body fluids and flesh.

“Oh, right. Mira-sama praised me last time. She said my accomplishments were outstanding. What have you been doing up until now, Jeoktapju?”

“… … .”

Of course, just quietly cleaning up didn’t suit their temperaments.

If we were to pick the change that we felt most after the official announcement of the end of the war with the Demons, it would be the change in the Academy curriculum.

Since there was no longer any need to imagine a battle with the Demons, the content was reduced to a minimum, and the process was filled in by the Gate lecture. Rosaria filled in the basics of the Gate lecture.

There were two main reasons why the Demon Battle Curriculum was reduced to a minimum, but not completely eliminated.

Firstly, because people still had anxiety, and secondly, because the monsters coming out of the gate had the characteristics of demons and beasts.

It’s not for nothing that the demons feel a similar feeling to the uncanny valley when they encounter monsters coming out of the gate.

“How about the Royal Guard?”

“There was quite a bit of opposition internally… … but the Master of the Sword personally convinced us. After that, everyone was convinced.”

The persuasion of the Royal Guard was left to Geomseong.

Before returning, Geomseong declared that he would completely wrap up the affairs of this world, and called all the Royal Guards together, convincing them that he had personally met the Succubus Queen and that they could trust him.

It is said that after the Emperor declared the end of the war and even the Sword Master said the same thing, the Royal Guard also gave in to their stubbornness.

– Since I persuaded you, give me paid vacation.

ㅡ… … Aren’t you adapting very well?

And then she returned as A-class hunter Kang Ra-hye and requested paid leave.

When Laura heard that, she burst out laughing for a long time, and then gave him a 3650-day paid vacation that he could use whenever he wanted. Geumseong nodded as if he was very satisfied, and then returned to Earth first.

However, even after such an incident, people’s anxiety could not be completely allayed.

It was only natural. Since it was a war that had lasted for hundreds of years, it was impossible to relax the tensions in an instant just because the Emperor and the Demon King declared an end to the war and the troops on the front lines withdrew.

It was Nika who somewhat relieved the tension that had been spreading throughout the empire. The new Demon King appeared in person and presented evidence of reconciliation.

“The Demon King is dead. I killed him and usurped his throne. And I will not repeat his foolish mistakes.”

The proof of peace mentioned here meant the severed head of Elisier. There was no need to even doubt its authenticity. If someone had claimed to be the Demon King, it would have appeared in person and cut off his head.

Moreover, the saint and the warrior, along with Erestica, who had once been under the Demon King, acknowledged that the head was indeed the Demon King’s. There was no human in the empire who could contradict the words of those three people.

“… … I feel strange.”

“So what? It’s not even your head.”

The real Elisier looked up at the fake head made in her own likeness with a sheepish expression on her face.

The Demon King’s head was placed in the capital of the empire as a monument symbolizing the reconciliation between humans and demons, with preservation magic placed on it. Countless crowds flocked to see the head.

We watched from a distance. Elisier looked between her fake head and my image next to her, mumbling something endlessly.

“Are you still awake? That’s good.”

And then he came to me that night.

“……what’s the matter?”

“You should know that.”

Elissier was wearing a semi-transparent negligee. It was a negligee that barely covered her underboob and the sides, leaving the tip of her breasts completely exposed without even attempting to hide them.

The translucent fabric hanging like a curtain below was fluttering here and there, and the panties that were no different from strings had holes in the parts that were supposed to be covered. Elissier, who appeared in my room in such an absurd outfit, closed the door.

It was a good thing Priscilla wasn’t there. If she had been there to feel the warmth, she would have been furious at the sight.

“In this situation, that’s the only thing I can think of that I should know.”

“You got it exactly right.”

“Why all of a sudden?”

“It’s not sudden. Rather, don’t you think it’s too late? This is something that should have happened a long time ago.”

“I don’t think it’s necessarily for that reason.”

Elisier paused for a moment at my words, then smiled slightly dangerously.

“You know me so well.”

Then he slowly approached me and pulled my right hand towards him, making me grab his neck. This wasn’t even hard compared to my usual abnormal s*xual desire, so I grabbed his neck somewhat naturally.

Elisier’s breathing became labored as her throat slowly narrowed.

“Aren’t you curious… why I came to you today of all days…?”

“That’s right. Was there a separate reason?”

An even more dangerous smile appeared on his increasingly reddening face.

“That’s because… …he got excited when he saw my severed head for display.”

“……what?”

This time, I had no choice but to ask back.

I know that Elisier’s walls are very warped in that direction. No normal person would feel pleasure from having their uterus crushed, punched in the lower abdomen, or strangled to the point of death.

But I never thought she would say something like that. While I was absentmindedly staring, Elisier left the hand holding my neck still and took the other hand and brought it to my plump lower abdomen revealed between the wide-open negligee.

The palm touched my soft, bare skin. Ugh, the hand pressed hard against the back of my hand. An ordinary person would have frowned in pain at this level, but not Elisier.

“As I looked at my severed head, I imagined you brutally destroying me. I imagined you severing the tendons in my limbs, twisting my joints, breaking my bones, trampling on me, distorting my entire body, and carving marks of terrible violence all over my body. As I imagined that… … I couldn’t control my body.”

Heheheehehe, the twisted smile grew even stronger.

“Look. Can’t you feel it above your belly? The womb of this body that is anxious to be destroyed. This is a sweet thing that is only permitted to you. No one but you can hurt me. Now, then, hurry… … .”

“… … .”

I hesitated for a moment and then tightened my grip on Elisier’s neck. I wouldn’t really go that far, but at least I could grant her wish.

A look of pleasure appeared on Elisier’s face as an ominous crackling sound was heard from her throat.