The Broken Possessors of the Infinite Regression Academy

Chapter 206 – Side Story: Time Reset – 2

Nobel University.

It may not be the best, but if you talk to anyone about it, they will say it’s a pretty good university.

Pia & Gorani University have been rivals for nearly a hundred years, and whenever there is a school competition, a bloody war of nerves breaks out. In the old days, there were actually a few times when blood was spilled.

However, despite this evaluation, the recent balance has tilted sharply toward Pi&Gorani University.

At the time of the school president’s tteokbokki corruption scandal, the news reported using the term ‘Noh Mo University’ in an attempt to protect his portrait rights.

Nomo University, Department of Mosaic Removal.

Nomo University Yoo Je-seok’s one-sided hate department.

Noh Mo Dae University, Noh Heung-cheol, Department of Praise and Worship.

And many other variations, etc.

Since the news broke, many virtual departments have been created by students from Pia & Gorani University and other communities. The sound echoes every time there is a competition, so naturally, I couldn’t do anything.

Anyway, the reason I suddenly remembered something that happened a long time ago was because of the message Kang Yu-na sent me.

-What are you going to do about college? It’s been a long time since you were expelled, but do you have any intention of going back?

‘How can the timing be this bad?’

I was almost ready to leave this place. I sent a polite refusal.

-I’m going to leave soon anyway. Not for too long, maybe a week or two.

-You’re leaving? What are you going to tell Mom and Dad?

-You should think about that, older sister.

-? Has your conscience been blown?

-I heard that the Eternal Guild will soon be evaluating hunter skills. Aren’t you a member of it too?

-What a fucking kid… …

Kang Yu-na knew to some extent about the relationship between the guild leaders and me. The person who told me that I was alive was Lee Seo-ah, or Laura.

Of course, I don’t know their real relationship. I only know them as exceptional collaborators.

-Instead, when I go back, if there’s nothing to say to my parents, I’ll ask them to give me an 800% bonus.

-You know I’m a liberal arts major, right? Go and come back safely, little brother♡

My sister changed her stance in an instant. She checked and turned off her smartphone. I will tell my parents properly. They both think of me as some kind of secret agent, so persuading them won’t be that hard.

“Look at what he wrote. He says we summoned the devil. He says they might be sacrificing human bodies in the basement of the building, so we have to search and seize them first.”

“I guess he’s upset because I didn’t give him an interview.”

Beside her, Rosaria was giggling as she showed Priscilla the article title.

We collectively declined to be interviewed, saying we had spent too much energy trying to catch Leviathan and needed time to recover. Most people were convinced.

If you were to knock down Leviathan in one blow and use a force so powerful that a mushroom cloud would rise high into the sky, wouldn’t the backlash and cost be incredibly large?

In reality, it was a much weaker technique than the one used against Mahbat.

“Are you here?”

As we headed to the basement where Latina was holed up, we were greeted by a Latina with the same expression and outfit as always. The only difference today was that she was holding a lance in her hand.

“Did you find out why that happened?”

“I figured it out. You said that the Holy Spear seemed to turn back time for objects around it. It’s true.”

The beginning was a coincidence. While experimenting to see how far the Holy Sword and Holy Spear could react, a can of soda that had been empty on a nearby desk ended up being filled again.

Leona, who had drunk it herself, assumed that it was empty, so she picked it up carelessly and spilled it, but even the drink that had soaked into the carpet disappeared after a few seconds as if nothing had happened.

Leona and I, dumbfounded, immediately called everyone together and tried various experiments. We concluded that the objects next to the Holy Spear had their time reversed.

Because there have been several instances where phenomena have occurred that simply cannot be explained in any other way.

Latina seemed to know something, so she locked herself in the basement of the guild building, telling us to clear our schedule for about a week starting two days later, and we came back to catch the Leviathan to legally make time for ourselves.

“The reason this happened is probably because… … the time in the world we were in has been restored.”

The Latina, with a very serious face, said this while laying her clitoris on both palms.

“Does that mean I can go back to the other world?”

“Yes, at least as far as I know.”

I was curious as to what he had done to gain such knowledge, but I decided to put it aside for the moment because I had more important questions to ask.

“What does our being able to return to that world have to do with time being rewound near the Holy Spear?”

“From now on, we, or rather you, Mira, must choose the timeline.”

“You choose the timeline?”

Instead of answering, Latina raised the index fingers of both hands.

“Let’s say my fingers are time. Right now, the time on the other side and the time on Earth are running separately. If we don’t interfere, it will stay that way forever. But I don’t think Mira would want that. Just because we came to this world, it doesn’t mean the memories of us on the other side will disappear.”

“……yes.”

“So, Mira-san needs to decide on a time frame for her to pass through the Holy Spear. Once she passes through the Holy Spear and observes the world line on that side—”

The index fingers, which had been separated from each other, touched each other.

“Time becomes one and flows together. This means that you can no longer look into the past or the future with your eyes.”

“Is that really possible?”

“Of course. It is possible, so the power is leaking out like this. Of course, if Mira-san wants, there is a way to not return like this and let it continue to leak out. I am not sure, but maybe she will be able to control time with the Holy Spear.”

You can control time, ra. It was quite an interesting subject, but it wasn’t an ability I wanted to acquire by neglecting the other world.

Anyway, I’m strong enough now even without the power to control time. More important than that are my relationships in the other world.

“No. I’m going.”

“I knew you would do that, Mira. Here, here is the Holy Spear. Take it. Isn’t it your job to choose the time?”

I accepted the Holy Spear. I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate as Latina said, then opened them again. I looked past Latina, who had a bewildered expression, and toward the four people who might not be happy with the current situation.

Four people who were kidnapped and taken to the other world and had to suffer through regression for a long time.

“If you want, you don’t have to come with me. There must be a lot of bad memories in that world.”

“Why don’t you have any good memories?”

Elisier came over to me with a surprised expression on her face. The other three did the same. Cook, a long finger lightly poked me.

“It exists here like this.”

Beatrice was dreaming.

At some point, the young master went missing, and he could not be found anywhere in the world. No matter how much money the Crate family poured in, or how many connections they mobilized, not a single clue was found.

The entire mansion was immersed in grief. The master and mistress had abandoned even the upper management and were bedridden, and the mercenary named Io, who was said to have received a great favor from the master, was wandering around the empire without taking care of himself.

Beatrice was the same. She just kept cleaning the empty room over and over again. A maid without a master to serve is nothing more than a piece of meat.

So I lay down on the master’s bed and cut my wrists.

Beatrice thought as she felt the red blood spread like flowers on the white blanket, the strength slowly draining from her body, and the feeling in her fingertips fading.

I wish all this were just a dream.

“ㅡ!!!!!!”

Beatrice jerked up. She let out a ragged breath, “Huk, huk.”

He looked down at his wrist. It was fine. He was lying down not on the master’s bed, but on his own bed. It was a bed in the servant’s room at Bellium Academy.

I looked at my body. My whole body was drenched in sweat and glistening. Because I was only wearing underwear, beads of sweat were running down my exposed skin, pooling briefly around my navel before flowing down below.

The damp blanket stuck to my buttocks and thighs, and my underwear also stuck to my skin, adding to the discomfort.

“It was… a dream…?”

Beatrice muttered weakly.

Was that all a dream just now? Really? The feeling of the master missing, the heart-wrenching sense of loss, the pain of cutting my wrists, it was all so vivid?

“… …Your Majesty, Your Majesty!”

Beatrice, whose thoughts were focused on Mira, quickly got up. Without even thinking about wiping off the sweat, she put on her maid outfit as quickly as she could and started running down the hallway.

In normal times, it would have been unimaginable to run around frivolously in any situation.

But I couldn’t do that now. I felt that if I could somehow see the young master’s appearance with my own two eyes, my anxious mind that was on the verge of going crazy would calm down.

“Your Majesty! Are you here?”

Beatrice opened the door to Mira’s room with all her might. It was an act of neither courtesy nor impertinence.

“It’s late, Beatrice. The sun is already high in the sky.”

And then, I found the young master sitting by the window enjoying tea time.

Mira, who had found Beatrice, smiled and waved. Next to her was Eustera, who was standing with her hands together politely. Unlike Beatrice, who looked like a mess at first glance, she looked very neat.

“I went to see you because you hadn’t come for a while, but you were sleeping so soundly that I couldn’t wake you up. I don’t know what happened, but Beatrice, you must have been really tired to be sleeping so soundly.”

“… … .”

“I’ll give you a break every now and then. I’ll give you as many vacation days as you want. You’ve worked hard up until now.”

Beatrice, who had been blankly staring at the sight and blankly listening to the voice, approached little by little. She didn’t even care that a look of doubt appeared on Mira’s face.

And then, she held the young master in her arms, just like she had done countless times since he was a baby.

“No, I don’t need a vacation. It is my pleasure to serve you, my lord.”

Then, let’s do that,” a voice muttered, choking on her chest. Beatrice stayed like that for a while, then opened her mouth as if muttering, her body shaking slightly.

“… … I had a terrible dream. A truly terrible dream. The young master disappeared forever, and I could not find him anywhere in the world.”

“Disappear. There’s no way I would do that.”

“Yes. There is no way your highness would do that.”

“There’s a saying that dreams are the opposite of reality, so if your dreams come true, we can be together for the rest of our lives.”

“… … Yes, my lord. I will serve you for the rest of my life.”

Beatrice tightened her arms around Mira. She was glad that the dream was just a dream.

‘… … I was really shocked.’

I was inwardly sweating as I held Beatrice. This was because as I looked into the timeline, I saw what kind of extreme choice Beatrice had made in a world where I was not present.

Of course, it was now as if nothing had happened, but the sight of Beatrice lying on the bed with a blank expression and the red blood oozing from her wrists and staining the white comforter was not easily forgotten.

‘If I’m going to return to Earth, I absolutely have to think of an excuse.’

Or, as you did when introducing Nika, you can instill confidence in her by saying that you believe in her and then take her along.

‘I wonder what other people are doing.’

I don’t think there’s anyone around you as extreme as Beatrice.