Broken Possessors of Infinite Regression Academy

Chapter 110

110 – Liberation – 1

After Rosaria was chosen as a saint instead of Aria, not only the external chaos but also the chaos inside the academy was resolved very quickly. .

For the people of this world, a saint was not simply a means to drive out demons, but the very hope of humanity, and thanks to this, public opinion was created that if a saint was born, it would be worth trusting once more.

With such a symbol of hope staying at the academy to comfort students and supervise the reconstruction of the building, the anxious nobles and students were able to quickly regain stability and return to the academy.

Thanks to the quick response, the fact that there were no deaths was also a big factor. If someone had died, whether a student or a professor, it would not have been easy to restore the atmosphere even if the saint had been there.

Roxanna was not treated as a human fatality because it was discovered that the entire Astrière family was a family created by a succubus to invade the human world.

The fact that lectures resumed today, Monday, was also largely due to that aspect. Since the saint is protecting the academy, she will be fine.

“Nooooo... ....”@@@@

In fact, the person who is revered as a saint does not seem to think so at all.

Rosaria, barely able to get a break from playing her saintess all day, fell down on her bed making a strange noise. She then turned her body to the side and looked at me, as if her breasts were making it difficult for her to lie down.

It was a gaze urging me to speak quickly.

“Why do you look at me like that?”

“I feel like I’m going to die from exhaustion.”

“You were doing well? You have a talent for that. “I thought she was a real saint.”

“Chi. She is a real saint, right? And she grits her teeth and pretends to be fine. If I act like I’m even the slightest bit bothered, I’m sure more than one person would be shocked. Ah, this is why she didn’t want to play the role of a real saint!”

Rosaria buried her face in her bed and cried out loud.

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She seemed to not know that thinking like that was itself a kind and considerate act, putting up with the annoyances of people who would be shocked if she made a mistake and trying desperately to act like a saint.

After that, Rosaria continued to whine with her tongue. She laughs all the time, so much so that her lip muscles feel cramped, or she talks so much that her throat feels like it’s going to explode, etc.

When she said that the saint’s body could not be hurt that easily, she became sullen for a moment, then raised her eyes and spread her arms in an angry tone.

“What’s wrong with her arm?”

“You know. “Do I really have to say that out loud?”

Her arms waved up and down as if urging her on. Her breasts, which were pressed sideways on her bed, also shook. As I hugged her body and lifted her up, she hugged me as if Rosaria had been waiting for me. Their bodies were pressed closely together.

Rosalia let out a deep sigh.

“Haaa...... “It’s also good.”

“Really? “I don’t know.”

“There is such a thing as feeling. It’s a feeling. Do you think I feel very comfortable when I’m like this with you? I told you this last time. “I think I understand why Priscilla wants to cling to you.”

Even when I heard that example, it didn’t really hit home.

She is Priscilla. She is very mentally unstable, so it is completely understandable, and even though Laura has no memories of her return, her senses remain, but Rosaria was not like this at first.

It’s closer to the point where they started sticking together at some point. There’s no way she could understand, whether by intention or reason.

“Wait a minute. But Mira, don’t you feel anything? A woman this pretty and with a great body clings to me and rubs against me, but I really don’t think anything of it? “Your body doesn’t even react?”

“Are you saying that with your own mouth? “That’s shameless.”

“What do you think? It’s true. “If I weren’t pretty and had a great body, no one would hear me say that, right?”

Rosaria smiled calmly and moved her hips as she hummed. I sat down on the edge of her bed as she wanted, and Rosaria also sat close to me on her thighs, facing me.

“Until your mind dies, right?”

“That’s right. “I had no intention of keeping you alive in the first place.”

Forever, until the spirit that cannot withstand the passage of time dies before the body.

“True. Mr. Mira. The theory professor told me to ask Mira a question. Will she come to future lectures or not? “The way grades are calculated must be different depending on whether Mira is present or not.”

Aria suddenly stepped forward. Now that I think about it, I had to think about that too.

She said, “I heard from Leona that Mira and Leona were allowed to maintain their senior and vice-chair positions even if they didn’t attend lectures for three whole years if they wanted?”

“Did you do that?!”

Rosaria asked a question with her eyes wide. She nodded.

“That’s right. They said that if two people can defeat Machbat, the academy’s curriculum is completely meaningless. “If you want, I’ll let you graduate early or anything, so do whatever you want.”

“Actually, the two of us did something together. Mira, you did everything, including cutting off the wings and attacking and killing Yeokrin, right?”

“I didn’t do it alone. “It was possible because you, Leona, helped me with the holy sword.”

“...... “It’s a little embarrassing to say that.”

Brunhilde blushed and hesitated, placing her hand between her thighs. Rosaria said look at this, she said.

“I don’t know much about the lecture. “I’m going to try calling home first.”

“To the Crait family? “Can’t you just decide?”

“Ah, there are some circumstances.”

The reason I enrolled here in the first place was because my family treated me like I was weak and I wanted to prove that that wasn’t the case. In addition to doing this, I also wanted to gain freedom for three years.

If people at home know that I’m fine and don’t overprotect me, I don’t need to worry about that anymore. I could also bring Beatrice here, who was separated from me and had a bunch of horns.

“What’s going on?”

“That’s it-“

ᅳKnock knock.

The conversation was interrupted by a knock on the door. If you were a member of the club, there was no way you would be knocking on the door in the first place, so it wasn’t Priscilla or Laura. I put Rosaria down on her bed and walked over to her door.

“Have you been safe so far, master?”

“Beatrice?”

When I opened the door, there was Beatrice, bowing politely. Surprised, I asked back.

“...... “How did you get here?”

“A problem arose that only you, Master, could solve, so I had no choice but to come see you, even though I knew it was rude. I’m really sorry.”

“Okay. “What’s going on?”

If Beatrice, who has the ability and authority to end most problems on her own terms, directly says that only I can solve them, then it is truly not normal.

After asking for permission to go out for a while, I headed to a quiet place. Beatrice cautiously opened her mouth only after the soundproofing magic had been cast around her.

“It’s about the succubus that you used as your maid.”

“Ustera? Why him? “Did you get into some kind of accident?”

“It looks like he’s in heat.”

“What?”