“…I’m sorry, Vissus.”

    “I was wrong, Master…”

    In a room where the walls seemed to part just from the force of their presence, the two women knelt before Vissus, hands raised high in surrender.

    “Sigh…”

    Though he let out a deep sigh, Vissus couldn’t fathom the emotions of the two women.

    Even with his own emotions unsettled by the memories of past lives related to Cladia through dreams, how could he be any different from these two women?

    If Cladia were caught in bed with another man, he didn’t know what he would do.

    “Your Highness, we understand your feelings, but we are currently inside the academy. Can you act accordingly or not?”

    “…Not allowed.”

    Cladia slumped dejectedly.

    “…”

    Was I too harsh?

    The young female student beside Cladia, facing her predicament for the first time, was also a stranger.

    Cladia had also shielded her from the aftermath of the young girl’s attack.

    Given that they had met due to Vissus, it was a reasonable assumption that the young girl might be connected to Cladia from a past life. Cladia’s readiness to fight upon encountering an enemy might have been an expected response, especially since more than half of the reason Vissus’ room was in shambles was due to the young girl’s actions.

    “Your Highness.”

    Vissus approached Cladia and knelt down.

    “Hmm?”

    Thud!

    “!”

    He then embraced Cladia.

    “Please forgive my rudeness, Your Highness. I understand that you made that choice to protect me.”

    “Indeed…”

    “But now we have returned to a time of much-changed peace. So, it’s okay if Your Highness softens a bit.”

    Even though she mentioned a time of peace, it was slightly different given Diabel’s current intent to destroy the world.

    “Understood. It is your most beloved’s request. I will be cautious.”

    Phew.

    I wondered what would happen if Cladia didn’t take my words well, but thankfully, she did.

    Puff.

    Huh?

    At that moment, a creaking sound came from the kneeling young woman next to them.

    Perhaps it’s due to the mood?

    Separated from Cladia, Vissus began a conversation with the young woman beside him.

    “What’s your name, Sylvia?”

    “T-That’s right…”

    Sylvia?

    It’s a name I’ve never heard before.

    Her unfamiliar appearance indicated she was a first-year student at the academy.

    She wasn’t a prominent figure in “Eclipse.”

    If she was just an extra passing by in “Eclipse,” it might be unknown, but Sylvia, the girl who bore that name, concealed within her the spirit of Diabel. Thanks to the perfect disguise granted by the Grand Witch, Vissus had no clue.

    Nevertheless, for someone so unassuming to barge into my room and confront Cladia like this, there must have been some connection between this person and my past self, right?

    “You broke into my room by smashing the wall? You realize that’s an act of terrorism, don’t you? It’s not just a matter of rules or regulations.”

    “I-I’m sorry…”

    “Sigh…”

    Was it because of the memories of his past life that he couldn’t control himself and barged into my room?

    Having experienced retrieving memories of past lives several times, and knowing how those memories could sway his emotions, Vissus empathized with Sylvia.

    “You were acquainted with my past self, weren’t you?”

    “?! H-How did you…? M-Master, did you also regain your memories like me?”

    Diabel looked up at Vissus in astonishment.

    Master…

    Thinking back, when they barged into my room earlier, they referred to me as their master.

    Could it be that we had a master-disciple relationship in our past lives?

    “Don’t die…! I’m the one who’s going to die! So don’t die! You said you would make me strong!”

    In that moment, a memory from a past life briefly flashed through Vess’s mind.

    Bell…

    That guy was also my disciple in a past life.

    No matter how you look at it, he doesn’t seem to be Bell reincarnated.

    “Oh, do you remember me, Master?”

    Diabel looked hopefully at Vess, but

    “No. Not at all.”

    At Vess’s response, she became crestfallen once again.

    “But you’ll remember again.”

    Approaching Diabel, Vess knelt down beside her, aligning their eye levels.

    “……Huh?”

    “I am currently recovering memories from my past life.”

    “……?”

    Vess explained to Cladia and Diabel that he was recovering memories from his past life.

    “It’s like a dream. Indeed, Lady Cladia has also recovered memories from previous cycles through dreams. Or rather, according to your words, wouldn’t ‘reincarnation’ be a more appropriate term than regression?”

    With her arms crossed, Cladia propped her chin on her hand and murmured.

    ‘Not just one past life, but multiple past lives. …If that’s the case, does it mean there could be another individual close to Vess besides Lady Cladia?’

    After hearing Vess’s story, Cladia felt uneasy.

    ‘The woman from the Republic I encountered a few weeks ago. And even the saint from the Kingdom who was reported to be close to Vess. If they were not simply attracted to Vess as a man, or drawn to his abilities, but had deep relationships like Lady Cladia…’

    Shake, shake.

    Cladia vigorously shook her head from side to side.

    ‘No, that can’t be. No matter how many times Vess may have been reincarnated, how could he surpass those memories of being with Lady Cladia? Yes. Vess belongs to Lady Cladia.’

    Claudia’s eyes gleamed dangerously.

    “M-Master…! Does that mean you can recover memories of me too?”

    Diabel, who harbored anxiety that Vess might not fully recognize her, especially after her recent antagonistic behavior, found herself wavering. But the thought that Vess might recover memories of their time together brought a hopeful expression to Diabel’s face.

    “If so! The Master who knows me could come back!”

    “They haven’t returned yet. But yes, perhaps they could.”

    Vess, unaware that Sylvia standing before him was the reincarnation of Bell he knew, had already dreamed about the woman in front of him and recovered those memories.

    Having spent the night recovering memories with Cladia, Vess still held strong emotions for Cladia and knew nothing about Sylvia, so he wanted to drive Sylvia away and spend time with Cladia. However, considering how he had pushed Cladia away in the past when he knew nothing, he couldn’t bring himself to coldly dismiss Sylvia, fearing it might hurt her.

    “More importantly, the issue now is this room.”

    Vess stood up and surveyed the room.

    The room was a mess due to Diabel’s attack and the subsequent confrontation between the two women.

    “What should I do about this?”

    Vess had only rented this inn room within the vast city of Richton Academy.

    The room, not even one’s own, was in shambles, leaving me perplexed about how to handle the situation.

    “Don’t worry, my dear.”

    *rumble*

    Several magic circles floated above Cladia’s hand.

    “Is there a mistress here?”

    As light emanated from the magic circles, debris from the ruined room levitated into the air.

    “This is…”

    Furniture turned to dust and wall fragments flew back to their original positions, creating a wondrous sight as if time were rewinding.

    After a brief moment, when Vessus’s room returned to its original state, Cladia dispelled the magic.

    “Your Highness… You can use such magic?”

    A magic unseen by Vessus in his past life.

    “I honed the pinnacle of magic to lose you and regain you.”

    Being a transcendent magician surpassing the limits of 9 Circles, Cladia could perform this transcendental magic.

    “Darn it…! I can do something like this too!”

    Diabel, having missed an opportunity to impress Vessus, clicked his tongue.

    With little time left before the academy class began, the two women left Vessus’s room.

    Though both hesitated to leave, they had no choice but to depart due to Vessus’s firm demeanor.

    “Master… I will wait for you no matter what!”

    Diabel gazed at Vessus with a poignant expression.

    Vessus, unsure of who she was, felt a faint sense of familiarity within her heart.

    “Academy classes. It reminds me of old times. It’s regrettable to part ways like this, but it won’t take long.”

    It won’t take long? What does that mean?

    Cladia departed with a vague final remark.

    “Sigh… What a hectic morning.”

    “I mean, seriously. What on earth have you been up to, man?”

    As the two women left, Vessus finally relaxed, muttering to himself, a voice coming from his bracelet.

    “You… Are you jealous?”

    “W-What are you talking about! The great Lucifer, why would he be jealous of filthy and debauched angels like you!”

    Lucifer’s bewildered voice, unlike usual.

    Vessus chuckled upon hearing that voice.

    “You adorable thing.”

    Once swept around by monstrous women, now Lucifer, who couldn’t affect him in any way, was considered cute.

    “C-Cute!”

    *blush*

    To the listener, however, it carried a different meaning.

    “Hold on a moment.”

    Didn’t I gain one ability from a past life every time I dreamt?

    If so, since I just had a new dream…

    Could it be?

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