**Chapter 190 – Explosion**

    “Haa…”

    After my final climax, I sighed as I withdrew, letting Remian down.

    She collapsed weakly onto the floor.

    Her vagina fluttered, expelling white semen, and the golden liquid that had leaked from her urethra painted over it.

    I adjusted my pants and looked up at the sky.

    Then, Ethan, who had been leisurely watching the defilement show from the air, began to clap.

    Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!

    “Hahaha! Amazing, isn’t it? This is a first. I never thought I’d see the Crown Princess being raped and wetting herself in my lifetime.”

    “…Isn’t that what you wanted?”

    “Hmm… I didn’t expect it to be this much, though. Anyway, I enjoyed the show. It’s about time for me to go. The power is about to be released, you see.”

    Ethan pointed to the pillar of light that isolated the main seats.

    The dark aura, which had been so thick that one could barely make out the faces of those standing close to the wall, was now significantly lighter.

    Each time the Vice Dean’s magic struck the wall, its breaking speed accelerated.

    I took a step, seizing the moment Ethan’s attention was drawn there.

    Flash!

    Through photonization, I instantly moved into his blind spot.

    I concentrated all the power in my body and unleashed the Blazing Dragon’s Heavenly Pierce.

    CRACKLE!

    It connected.

    My fist struck his abdomen.

    And that was the problem.

    Blazing Dragon’s Heavenly Pierce was a technique specialized in penetration. If it had truly landed, it should have pierced him.

    As if to prove my prediction, Ethan was sent flying back but lightly regained his balance in the air.

    A square shield appeared on his abdomen, then vanished as if melting into thin air.

    It was an artifact called Aegis.

    “Puhahaha! So fast, aren’t you? I expected it, yet I still got hit.”

    “You had Aegis. Did you hide it on purpose?”

    “Yes. If you had known in advance, you would have used the Penetrating Scripture. It’s a relief you didn’t.”

    “……”

    My thoughts had been perfectly read by him.

    I wanted to kill him right then and there, but unfortunately, I wasn’t given the time.

    “Then, I’ll see you later. It’ll be even more fun then.”

    Snap!

    Ethan snapped his fingers.

    As the sound spread, all the power was retracted, and he was swallowed by space, vanishing.

    What remained were countless continentals, an invader from another world declared by the cult, and a rapist who had defiled the Crown Princess.

    Everyone’s gaze turned to me.

    The Crown Prince twisted his face like a demonic fiend and roared.

    “Catch him! I don’t care if you tear his limbs off, as long as he’s alive!”

    Rumble!

    At the same time, the Vice Dean’s magic activated, creating a gigantic ceiling in the sky.

    The ceiling, concentrated with immense magical power, boasted durability that wouldn’t even suffer a scratch from my full-force strike.

    I let out a hollow laugh.

    “Ha! How laughable.”

    It was quite a sight to see them not bothering to chase after the Dark Cultist who had wreaked havoc in the academy, an Apostle no less, but instead targeting me first.

    Of course, he wouldn’t have acted carelessly, so there probably wouldn’t be any traces left anyway.

    I quickly grabbed Remian as a hostage.

    “Stop! If you come any closer, I’ll kill this woman.”

    When I clutched her neck and used her as a shield, threatening them, the approaching knights hesitated.

    One by one, they looked towards the main seats, asking for instructions.

    The Crown Prince seemed to ponder for a moment, then gave a truly shocking answer.

    “What are you doing?! She’s a traitor who has already allied with the Dark Cult! She is no longer the Crown Princess!”

    His words weren’t wrong.

    Remian had succumbed to the allure of the Apostle Golden Ghost and threatened the lives of countless people.

    It was just utterly disgusting that the Crown Prince, the instigator of the incident and her fiancé, was spewing such words.

    “Your… Your Highness.”

    And Remian, as if realizing anew that she held no value to the Crown Prince, shed tears.

    The knights eventually approached to within my reach.

    Just when I thought it wouldn’t work and was looking for a breakthrough, an unexpected person stepped between us.

    “W-wait a minute! Stop!”

    That person was none other than Isis.

    She quickly ran forward, spreading her arms wide to block the knights’ path.

    That was a shock to both me and the Crown Prince.

    ‘Why Isis….’

    She had no reason to help me.

    If anything, it would mean she had recognized my true identity, which was a fact I didn’t want to believe in itself.

    More importantly, even if that were the case, I didn’t know why Isis was doing this. To her, I should be nothing more than an enemy who took her younger sibling away.

    Amidst my unease, the conversation continued.

    “Isis! What are you doing right now! Step aside immediately!”

    “C-calm down! Your Highness! Remian is the only person who has a connection with the Apostle Golden Ghost! We cannot lose her like this!”

    “Don’t talk nonsense. The invaders from other worlds are just as important as the Dark Cult! We must eradicate all possessors, starting with him!”

    His words were perfectly fluent.

    He was just trying to take revenge on me for revealing his pathetic manhood to the world.

    Just as women with small breasts are said to have narrow minds, it seems men with small dicks become low-tier.

    Anyway, that’s not really important, but thanks to Isis, I gained a little more breathing room.

    I secretly used flames to erase all traces, making sure not to be noticed.

    This included the semen scattered on the floor and even the residue clinging inside Remian’s uterus.

    Originally, I had intended to simply burn Remian entirely along with it, but there was no need for that now, so this was better.

    It was like being demoted from a rapist-murderer to just a rapist.

    Meanwhile, the argument between the Crown Prince and Isis intensified.

    “Step aside immediately! No matter who you are, I cannot overlook this! If you obstruct any further, I will consider it cooperation with the possessor.”

    “Your… Your Highness! I…”

    At his words, implying she would be treated as a rebel from now on, Isis became flustered.

    Her biting her lip while alternating glances between my face and the Crown Prince’s only solidified the suspicions I’d had earlier.

    It was at that moment.

    CRASH!

    As the wall covering the sky shattered, everything around us froze.

    “What is this….”

    It didn’t mean time had stopped.

    It was just that everyone’s pupils, except for mine, were empty, as if they had fallen into a cataleptic state.

    Stunned, I looked around the spectator stands and finally found someone who was perfectly fine.

    ‘Deborah.’

    Among the countless people, only Deborah, by coincidence, was staring directly at me. She seemed flustered but smiled brightly.

    At the same time, I sensed a presence behind me.

    “Ruan. Come here.”

    A seductive yet languid voice.

    Turning around, I saw Roxana, her robe fluttering, extending a hand towards me.

    The moment I saw her, radiating immense magical power from her entire body, a single word came to mind.

    ‘Transcendent.’

    The power to neutralize tens of thousands of spectators and powerful individuals in a single move was fitting for such a being.

    As I stared blankly, Roxana frowned, then strode closer and grabbed my hand.

    “There’s no time. The Vice Dean will wake up soon. We need to leave.”

    “Ah, yes!”

    “Then, let’s go.”

    Roxana cast one last sidelong glance at Deborah, then activated her magic.

    Flash!

    A deep blue radiance, reminiscent of her eyes which resembled the deep sea, burst forth and engulfed her entire body.

    And when my vision, which had been dyed blue, returned to normal, I was standing in an unfamiliar space.

    “This is…”

    “My laboratory.”

    Before I could finish my question, Roxana, who had already answered, walked past me and sat on a chair at a table by the window.

    She casually gestured to the opposite side with her chin.

    Obediently sitting across from her, I carefully took off my mask and bowed my head.

    “Thank you for helping me.”

    What would have happened if Roxana hadn’t been there?

    At the very least, I didn’t think I would have escaped smoothly.

    But Roxana snorted softly, as if my demeanor was amusing.

    “You’re surprisingly polite, aren’t you?”

    “Pardon?”

    “Since you raped the Crown Princess in front of the entire nation, I thought everything you showed me was a lie. Which one is the real you?”

    As expected, Roxana seemed to have been watching the tournament broadcast.

    It was surprising that she helped me even after seeing that.

    “Both are real.”

    “Really? Humans are complex creatures, but can they be this different? Do you have a dual personality?”

    “No. I only have one personality. There were circumstances that forced me to act that way.”

    “Circumstances? What kind of circumstances would force you to defile the Crown Princess? Tell me about it.”

    Roxana was unusually hostile.

    Of course, it was natural for her to dislike me as a continental and a woman, given that I was a possessor and a rapist, but her reaction didn’t seem to be limited to just that.

    Was there some other reason?

    Though puzzled, I reluctantly explained my abilities to appease her anger.

    “I grow stronger by raping women.”

    “…What?”

    “My power increases when I rape women. In my current state, I couldn’t handle the Golden Ghost, and if I couldn’t, my older sister would die, which is why I raped the Crown Princess.”

    “W-wait a minute. What kind of nonsense is this? Are you serious?”

    “Yes. It’s all true.”

    “Huh!”

    Roxana’s expression was ambiguous.

    She seemed to think I was mocking her, but then, seeing my serious face, she showed a hint of doubt.

    She asked cautiously.

    “Just in case, does Deborah know about this too?”

    “…Yes. She’s been cooperating with me for about three months now.”

    “Haa… I must be going crazy. So that’s why you made your illusions. …But wait a minute. When you say cooperation… surely you don’t mean what I’m thinking, do you?”

    Roxana’s eyes trembled slightly.

    Somehow, I felt like I knew what she was thinking.

    Ashamed to look Roxana in the face, I bowed my head deeply and whispered my answer.

    “…That’s right. Deborah has been offering her body to me when I’m in dangerous situations.”

    “You!!”

    CRUNCH!

    The moment I revealed the truth, a dark blue aura surged from Roxana’s entire body, engulfing me and tightening around me with her rage.

    My windpipe was constricted, and my limbs ached as if they would break.

    “How dare you, how dare you use my disciple like that?! Why?! There are other women, aren’t there!”

    “Ugh… It has to be Deborah.”

    “Don’t make me laugh! You expect me to believe that nonsense?!”

    GRIND!

    The density of the magical power surrounding my entire body intensified, and the pressure grew stronger, crushing my bones.

    But even amidst the terrible pain, I calmly tried to persuade her.

    “It’s not just about raping any woman. The other person must truly hate me. Otherwise, it’s useless! Deborah can make that possible with magic!”

    “What? You mean she can forcibly control emotions?”

    “That’s right.”

    Upon my affirmation, Roxana fell silent for a moment.

    Stroking her chin and thinking about something, she suddenly grabbed me by the collar and pulled me closer.

    Still, the intensity of the magical power constricting my body had lessened, so I felt a bit relieved.

    “Explain it in more detail. That’s nearly impossible at Deborah’s level. How does she forcibly control emotions?”

    “…She said that when we entered a certain dungeon together, she accidentally acquired a spell that controls emotions there. She uses that to generate hatred.”

    “Control emotions? Such mind-control magic exists in a dungeon? Ah! Could it be that?”

    Roxana, who had been shaking her head vaguely, let out an exclamation as if something belatedly came to mind.

    She glared at me, then, with a sigh, retracted her magical power.

    Clink!

    And the next moment, I was sitting perfectly fine in the chair.

    This meant that everything that had just happened was an illusion.

    ‘Incredible.’

    As expected of an illusionist who had reached the realm of transcendence, she must have trapped me in an illusion without me even noticing.

    As I rubbed my neck, Roxana spoke.

    “Stop your cooperation with Deborah.”

    “Pardon? That’s…”

    I hesitated for a very brief moment.

    I knew that it wasn’t good for Deborah to be involved with me, but this wasn’t a situation where I could afford to consider such things.

    Perhaps taking my hesitation as a refusal, Roxana made an unprecedented offer.

    “Instead, I’ll do it.”

    “…What do you mean?”

    “Cooperation. I’ll do it instead. Then there’s no problem, right?”

    I was utterly astonished.

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