Chapter 15 – Saint Iris

Episode 15 – Saint Iris

‘Did you get caught?’

As I headed towards Sarah with Alyssa, I glanced sideways at Pernia.

She was observing me with her eyes narrowed, as if she was suspicious of an event that did not occur in the game.

I expected it, but it made me feel sick.

‘You show such a vain gap like this.’

I didn’t want to attract attention as much as possible, but Alyssa’s condition seemed so dangerous that I couldn’t ignore it.

Because when she has a problem, it’s me who ends up losing out.

It is an inevitable risk.

“Professor. I brought a partner.”

“Good. Alyssa Bretes, Luan Friuli. You guys are group 7. “I’m resting until the other group comes out.”

“Yes. I understand.”

Sarah also looked at me with a smile.

Her other side of her thought that I had taken her own advice and made peace with her Alyssa. Even if it doesn’t end well, it means that you made the effort to do so.

‘I’ll be surprised later.’

I’m really curious about what kind of facial expression they make when they see someone being beaten to death during sparring.

I sat on the bench in the corner.

“…”

“If there’s anything you want to ask, ask.”

“I don’t have one.”

“Then why don’t you stop staring? There will be a hole in your face.”

“It’s my heart. If you don’t like it, find a new partner.”

“I guess so.”

I jumped up from my seat.

Alyssa’s eyes widen and become irritated, as if she didn’t know that she would change her mind so quickly.

The way he twitches his fingers and purses his lips makes him look like he wants to hold on to him right now. However, poor pride does not allow action easily.

When she laughed at that, Alyssa realized that she was joking and distorted her face.

“What are you laughing at?”

“I didn’t laugh.”

“Don’t lie. You seem to be under the illusion that I accepted your offer, but I still hate you so much. I want to kill him right now. So don’t act like we’re friends. Because it’s disgusting.”

“…”

I never felt like I was particularly close to Alyssa, but she seemed very excited about blocking out any variables that might have happened to her.

Instead of speaking with silence, I closed my eyes and waited for the awkward time to pass.

After a while, Sarah called everyone together.

“Okay, now that all the groups have been completed, let’s start class in earnest. Since it’s the first day, we’ll learn basic skills. Some people may already know this, but focus on it as if you are reviewing it. What I’m going to teach you today is about territory. To put it simply, territory is the extent of one’s influence. “You can solidify your territory by understanding the gap between yourself and the other person.”

Sarah explained the area at length in an easy-to-understand manner, while also providing tips for mastering it.

Unlike someone who grew up as a mercenary without a systematic method, her teachings were excellent.

Even I could understand it right away.

‘It’s very vague, but I remember learning it when I was young.’

As the eldest son of a marquis, Ruan Friuli also trained quite hard around the age of 10 in order to inherit the position of margrave.

I heard about the area from a knight assigned by the marquis at the time.

Not long after, Sarah’s explanation ended.

“Who doesn’t understand? There isn’t any? Then spread out and practice right away. How you practice is free. You can do it step by step while watching each other’s posture, or you can just practice sparring right away. Instead, avoid hitting vital points. And if you die, you go straight to jail. Then let’s begin!”

As soon as the signal was given, the people in their respective pairs dispersed and settled down in various places.

Alyssa and I also moved to the appropriate location.

Soon, I faced her, and after her, stretching her in her brief, I curled my fists and assumed her stance.

“Can I attack right away?”

“Don’t talk nonsense, just attack.”

“Good. Then let’s go.”

As for territory, Alyssa, who graduated a long time ago, seemed to want to beat me up as soon as possible, so she urged me on quite quickly.

As I was running in place to relieve tension, I remembered the tip Sarah had given me.

‘Wrap your body with energy.’

As the word “Sense of energy” Means, Kigam is a technique of receiving various sensations using energy.

If you wear it around your body, you will naturally receive all the senses when you move. Of course, since it is your own body, you can still feel it even if you do not wear it, but it is close to impossible for people to perfectly control their own body.

To be able to do that, you would have to reach at least level 300 or higher.

Anyway, you will be able to quickly figure out your own area through this method.

“Whoa… “Inhale!”

I took a moment to take a deep breath and adjust to the feeling, then suddenly rushed towards Alyssa.

‘First, as a light check.’

Whoosh!

Without applying excessive force, I tried to throw the front hand with as much speed as possible.

Although this type of attack is not very powerful, it has the advantage of being less risky. This means that the possibility of being counterattacked is low.

However, Alyssa was different.

She dodged the fist coming at me by tilting her head, and then she came running at me quickly and delivered a heavy blow to my solar plexus.

Wow!

A suffocating pain comes.

“Wow…”

I couldn’t even scream properly and fell to my knees with drool flowing from the corners of my mouth.

“Ahaha!”

At that time, laughter was heard.

When she turned her head, suppressing the pain that felt like her internal organs were going to be ripped out, she saw Alyssa with the corner of her mouth her twitching her.

She looked down at me with joyful eyes and kept smiling.

‘That crazy bitch.’

Angered by the blatant ridicule, I stood up clutching my stomach.

“Hey. “What are you doing?”

“What?”

“The professor told me not to hit critical points. “Did you forget?”

“Oh, that?”

Alyssa shrugs her shoulders as if it’s no big deal.

As I kept grinding my teeth at her obnoxious appearance, she made even more excited noises.

“Who cares? As long as you don’t kill it, it’s fine. “I can control it well.”

“You? You say you want to kill me? “Aren’t you trying to kill me by pretending it was a mistake?”

“At all. There’s no way I can finish it that easily. Even if I kill them, I will kill them later. Rest assured, we will just have fun and be aggressive for the time being. It’s much easier to beat someone so they Don’t die than to be depressed and not be able to do anything. You know enough now, right? Come on.”

Ultimately, this is no different from saying that he will continue to hit vital points in the future.

Since close combat skills classes are held twice a week, I will have to endure the same pain as before tens of thousands of times over the next year.

I later regret why I asked Alyssa to be her partner.

‘But I can’t turn it back.’

Well, it might be possible to appeal to Sarah, but I don’t want to go that far.

Rather, I wanted to somehow become stronger and become stronger to push Alyssa’s nose her. I’m looking forward to seeing what her facial expression she will be like then.

“Let’s give it a try.”

“Surprisingly, you’re fine. Did I hit it too lightly? I need to increase my power a little more.”

“… Take good care of yourself. Haaaaap!”

I threw myself into hell.

What followed after that was endless pain. He was beaten so hard that everyone watching was sick of it.

I gained freedom after my body and mind, unable to endure the pain, went into shutdown.

*

These are big breasts that are ripe during the day.

As soon as I opened my eyes, before I was embarrassed by what I saw, I first felt grateful. The large breasts, which took up about half of the ceiling, boasted a beauty that no man could take their eyes off.

As I was staring blankly at the big breasts, a single pink hair grew up on top of them.

“You’re awake. How is your body?”

“…”

I don’t know if it’s because I’m possessed by my heart, or because I was hit so hard that it made dust fly on a rainy day before I lost consciousness.

I just focus on my heart.

‘Where have I seen these breasts?’

Seeing as my dick was trying to react as it wanted, I think I was mainly influenced by erotic things, but strangely I can’t remember.

Did you hurt your head earlier?

Just as frustration began to set in over the clues that seemed impossible to catch, a strange face with both innocence and maturity suddenly popped out beyond the big breasts.

“Really! “Please stop looking at my breasts and give me an answer!”

“… “Saint.”

“Is it so. I am Saint Iris. Now do you know who you are ignoring?”

The cheeks were so puffed up like a child’s that they looked like balloons and I wanted to prick them with a needle.

Suddenly I start to question myself.

‘Why didn’t I notice it right away?’

I think I masturbated with Iris as a side dish more than 100 times, but I wonder why she couldn’t even get the hang of it.

Especially since I’ve imagined doing tits with those breasts more times than I can count.

A strong sense of skepticism pressed down on my whole body.

‘I don’t deserve to be a deceased person.’

As she stared at her chest with lingering eyes, shocked by the shock of her entire life her being denied her, Iris ‘palm her struck her forehead her.

Wow!

“Stop looking! This perverted! “You are the first person to look at her breasts for this long!”

“Iris…”

“Don’t call me by my name! “I don’t want to be called that by a pervert.”

Even if you try lighting all the double wicks, the original version is so mild that it’s almost comical.

Thanks to you, my mind became sane.

‘I need to stop being an asshole.’

After checking her body condition by clenching and unclenching her fists, I confirmed that she had fully recovered and raised her upper body to face the saint.

“Did the saint heal me?”

“That’s right. But why are you being polite? “I’m suspicious of your sudden change in attitude?”

“I just came to my senses. “It looks like she hit her head when she fell.”

“Yes? That can’t be possible? Stay still. “I need to take a look.”

The saintess tilted her head as if wondering, and with her instructions, she stretched out her hand and held her head. At the same time, a warm light bloomed and illuminated her surroundings.

Meanwhile, I admired her big breasts.

‘I’m touched.’

It feels like her heart is being touched as she actually encounters something she has only seen on the other side of the screen.

Of course, that doesn’t mean I’m as fascinated as before, but my instincts as a man don’t allow me to easily turn away.

Still, somehow she was able to control her eye her sockets her, so the saint removed her hands her from her head her.

“Her head she is fine. “I’m not sure if I should say my current condition is fine, but for now, there’s nothing wrong.”

“Is that so? “Thank goodness.”

“… It’s really strange.”

The saint seemed to be unable to adjust to her sudden change in attitude and continued to look at her with suspicion.

Still, when she didn’t even blink, she grabbed her breasts and lifted them on top of her.

Her hands her were deeply dug into her chest her, perhaps to support her massive weight her. The lump of flesh sticking out between the fingers of her she gives off a strong presence.

Soon, her hands gave her breasts freedom.

“Huh!”

I took a deep breath.

Just as her plump big breasts she were about to droop down under the action of gravity, they bounced upward again thanks to the force of her strong Cooper’s ligaments and started bouncing around like crazy.

That fascinating movement made me resent the fact that I didn’t have a camera in my hand.

The saintess, noticing the deep disappointment on her face, smiled in satisfaction.

“Hmm! After all, her head she wasn’t hurt. “You’re such a weird pervert.”

“Are you really trying to check that?”

“Of course. I can’t let the patient I’m in charge of leave the recovery room without being completely cured. Anyway, it’s okay now, so go ahead. “I also have to see other patients.”

The saint got up from her chair, stretched her legs and presented her visual service one last time before leaving my side.

“After all, a saint is a saint.”

Even though it was limited to men, its mere presence had the power to make one’s energy surge.

The problem is that I am a possessor.

“I don’t feel like I noticed anything…”

I deliberately used post-traumatic stress disorder as an excuse to portray a different personality from Luanne Friuli, but although I thought the saint was a strange person, I couldn’t think of the number of cases in which she was possessed.

Perhaps she didn’t think that she would be so completely deceived because she couldn’t lie.

‘Thank goodness.’

I got off the bed.

I looked at the clock and saw that there were only 30 minutes left until lunch. If you keep wandering around, you won’t be able to eat and will have to endure until dinner.

Let’s fill our bellies first.