Chapter 108 – #24_Regression
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One.
“Sir…Sssss…”
Ea staggered to his feet.
She rolled on the ground without a fight with the beast, and her body, which was stamped and forcibly raped, was covered with the footprints of her feet, piles of dirt, and dried moss clinging to her body.
Semen flowed endlessly between the two legs that stood staggering on the ground.
Every time her ass twitched, she dripped white baby seed like a pump.
He took away her Ea magic over and over again.
Compared to the first time, the power to draw the magic engraved on her brand was weak, so she didn’t take it as easily as when she took her maiden’s loom.
Even so, Ea was deprived of one more magic formula of hers.
The ‘vessel’ she got when she hunted Duke Tippereth’s apprentice witch in the past.
“Haam…”
Siwoo yawned and sat down on her rock, holding her face.
She waved her hand in the air, checking her booty.
It’s such a luxurious booty that I don’t have the energy to care about anything else.
“Another… Another hierarchy…”
13 Hierarchy.
The lower abdomen, which was filled with stigma, is clear.
In just two hours, a hundred years had to be desperately hunted to rise or not, and the hierarchy went down.
The half-penny, whose self-defense does not work, has become a witch.
Ea glared at Siu, who clenched her teeth and wrote something in the air with her fingers.
“I will kill you.”
This place is full of magic water.
There is not enough time to magnetize the absorbed mana, but if you take a small risk of damaging the magic circuit, you can open the second round.
Ea, who had been glaring at Siu indignantly with the back of her nose frowning, turned her back.
She already put her emotions first. It wasn’t long after seeing her dismay.
Her whole body instincts, intuition, and combat experience accumulated so far spoke.
No matter what preparations you have made, this fight is “Definitely lost.”
“Keugh…! I’m waiting for you! I will repay you for this humiliation a hundredfold, a thousandfold, no, a hundred million!”
Seeing Siwoo not giving her loser a glance, Ea screamed her whale.
Seeing her loud voice, Siwoo’s gaze shifts toward Ea.
“Ugh…!”
The image of him who was overwhelmed in magic battles without losing a breath.
The image of him being raped mercilessly.
Since then, he has been tearing away precious magic.
Just the slightest glancing glance spreads the fear that has been beaten to the bone.
This ea.
Ea Sadalmelik is afraid of only male humans.
It was more humiliating than being raped.
“Two… Wait and see!”
Ea staggered and disappeared into the gap created by her barrier separator without taking her eyes off Siu.
And soon, the narrowed gap reflected the calm landscape of Latifundium as if something had happened.
All that was left was Siu, who was sitting on a rock and immersed in contemplation.
2.
Amelia, who brought her luggage to her research wing and continued her research, felt a lump of lead press heavily on one side of her chest.
The regrets, and the sadness, that keep spinning around in her head even as she smokes her cigarettes, even as she tries to think of other things.
I know that this sadness and suffering will one day become dull.
As before, time will erase the traces of loss like lies.
One day you will forget, and one day you will even forget that you forgot.
Apart from that futile consolation, her mind was still drawing only one scene over and over again.
“Dog…Bitch…”
As soon as she woke up, she threw a poisonous word at Amelia.
At that time, Siwoo was not in a state where he could properly identify something.
His brain worked exclusively for magic, and all other emotional areas were on the fringes.
How much I hate
How much did you hate it, if you hated it, would you spit out profanity even in such a state?
Every time she thought of it, Amelia felt her heart break.
Her heart stretches so thin it seems that her strands are snapping.
“……”
Then Amelia said.
I won’t give up until you can forgive me,
I’ll wait until then
But is that really the right thing to do?
When he comes to his senses one day, is it right to make Siwoo, who hates him so much, beg for an apology by clinging to him with a single heart of liking him?
In fact, Amelia knew.
He is a good man
He was also a sincere and good man.
He is not a heartless person to speak bitterly in front of those who shed tears and ask for an apology.
Maybe her own choice was made considering Siwoo’s temperament?
Wouldn’t he want to save himself from the struggle of guilt by relying on his softness and kindness?
If so, it is selfish and cowardly.
Again, forcing him to do something he doesn’t want to do.
It is Amelia’s wish to be forgiven by him.
It is Amelia’s wish to go to this world with him.
It is only Amelia’s wish to convey her feelings of admiration for him.
Siu’s doctor was not involved at all.
He might be trying to do the same thing again after shedding tears that he regrets so much.
“I… Am disgusted…”
I know it’s nothing more than an empty delusion.
Because Siu didn’t know when he would recover.
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Just as I was about to sigh like a habit, the door burst open.
Amelia furrowed her eyebrows.
She should have told her that she would not be accepting any guests for the time being.
“Kyo…Professor!”
The person who opened the door and entered was researcher Catherine, who is in charge of the administration of Trinity Academy.
“What happened?”
Amelia, who normally would have been offended by her, but now she doesn’t even have the strength to do so.
Amelia, who answered in her melancholy voice and looked at her, guessed that something unusual had happened to her.
Catherine was a famous witch who admired and imitated Baron Marigold.
Despite her poor condition, she wore a dress similar to Amelia’s, and her perfume rotation was similar to Marigold’s.
It goes without saying that he imitates cold and haughty words and actions and clumsy vitriol.
It wouldn’t be a normal thing for her if she ran to the point where she lost her own concept and rushed to her.
“All… All… All… All… Reply…”
“Please explain slowly and clearly.”
A white letter envelope was squeezed over Amelia’s hand, which became urgent at the same time.
A clear envelope the size of Amelia’s palm.
A seal was placed on the sealing wax to prevent anyone from opening it.
Crown-patterned seal.
Katherine, who had been chomping like an asthmatic with a seizure, finally reports in a loud voice.
“I got a reply from the ivory tower!”
This letter was from the Duke of Keter.
3.
Ask the witches, when it comes to choosing the second most beautiful building in Gehenna, opinions are divided.
It is ‘Trinity Academy’, a place of learning reminiscent of the Palace of Versailles.
This is the ‘Levana Baths’, which reproduced the public baths of Rome in a more sophisticated form.
It is the “First red roof salon” Where you can enjoy the four seasons throughout the year and see flowers in full bloom.
This is the ‘Hanging Garden’ of Duke Tiphareth, who is known for his excellent aesthetic sense.
I will name various buildings according to my taste.
However, if they were to pick a beautiful building first, all witches would mention the ivory tower towering in the middle of Ars Magna Town without hesitation.
From design to construction, the Ivory Tower, which is said to have been completed by Duke Keter alone, is made of marble and stained glass made with special alchemy.
This was the only description that could qualify this building.
Because it is not easy to explain in any plausible words.
The Ivory Tower did not follow the architectural style of any era.
The unprecedented and unprecedented architectural style was built according to the perfect golden ratio according to precise calculations, so that no flaws could be found.
A building that exists for appreciation and admiration, not evaluation and comparison.
Similarly, Duke Keter, who lived alone in that beautiful tower, was neither evaluated nor compared.
A being that all witches look up to and fear.
The highest and the oldest witch who has reached the level of 30th tier alone without ever succeeding to a single stigma.
It has been 82 years since she has not seen her face anywhere, hiding in her ivory tower, but her ivory tower is still full of witches seeking her teachings.
Not only does she visit her directly, but it is said that about 20% of the letters sent to and from Gehenna are gathered in the Ivory Tower.
Of course, I don’t remember hearing that I received a reply from Duke Keter.
Amelia also went to visit the Duke of Keter herself, and even though there were over 70 letters sent to her, there was no news.
Katherine looked very curious, but Amelia resolutely let her go.
Even if it was her reasonable curiosity, there was no reason for Amelia to take responsibility for it.
Amelia took out a silver paper knife and carefully removed her seal.
Opening the letter folded in half inside her envelope, I saw a white piece of paper.
It was an empty letter with no words written on it.
The letters of Gehenna do not always come and go in finished form.
This was a “Remote letter” That uses two sheets of paper that are magically linked, and when letters are written on one side, they appear on the other side and act as a fax or messenger.
There was an impression that Duke Keter, who was tightly wrapped in all sorts of secret veils, was mystic, but the reply that came to her was new because it was a crude form of magic.
As Amelia waits a bit, holding up her pen with a tense expression, letters begin to float above the letter.
[Have you been well?]
The cursive is written in a natural way as if they knew each other from the first meeting.
It was a very elegant and elegant handwriting, as if it were a professional copyist.
[This is a mistake. I have read your letters one by one, so I think you must be deeply concerned]
Amelia, who was thinking about what to say to her, quickly wrote a reply to Duke Keter’s words that he had read her letter.
[Did you reply to grant my request?]
[In conclusion, I would answer yes. A woman’s ingenuity is more than enough to heal your affection]
Amelia felt her heart beat.
She felt as if she had finally encountered the light after wandering in the darkness.
But that joy is dashed again by a doubt that has arisen in her heart.
Is this really what he wants?
Even though Amelia’s current state is abnormal, isn’t she, on the contrary, a newly found happiness for him?
Who really wants to take away his newly acquired magical power?
Amelia wanted to respect his choice.
After a moment of hesitation, a new letter comes to mind.
[Today at noon, I checked his condition as he entered the garden of the woman]
[It is natural for a witch to feel sorry for losing such qualities and abilities]
Did you check the condition yourself?
As Amelia wondered, she remembered a sentence that solidified her resolve.
[However, at this rate, he will die. Excessive talent that abuses the body from ancient times will lead to a short life.]
I asked without further hesitation.
[What can I do?]
Duke Keter, who receives hundreds of letters a day and ignores them, couldn’t have helped Amelia out of pity.
This was a trade offer from the Duke of Keter.
[It’s good that the story goes well]
Looking at the words that ended with a period, Amelia was sure that the Duke of Keter behind the paper must be smiling.
