The Main Heroines are Trying to Kill Me
chapter-310

- Ringggg, Ringggg...!

The morning dawned.

"Hmm..."

Frey opened his drowsy eyes, then he looked around the room. For some reason, the blanket that covered his body had swelled, like there was a lump underneath.

- Whoosh...!

He quietly lifted the blanket, and two women came into view.

Lulu and Isolet, with their eyes wide open on either side of Frey, were staring at him.

"Frey."

"Master."

Frey, who had been staring blankly at them for a moment, felt stiffness in his lower back and got up from bed when the two women called him.

"Seems like there's a lot to explain."

Isolet blearily opened her eyes and muttered.

Well, she had a point.

Despite spending the night talking about the vaccination and stabilizing demonization, Frey still hadn't provided a clear explanation to them.

- Rustle, rustle...

However, sometimes it's necessary to gloss over things rather than to give precise explanations.

Actually, Frey preferred the former, but it was inevitable in this situation.

"What's that?"

"...?"

When Frey took out a scroll from the clothes strewn next to the bed, Isolet and Lulu tilted their heads.

- Squeeze...

"What are you doing, Frey?"

And when he tore the scroll in half and poked their lower abdomen with his finger, their gaze at Frey became somewhat strange.

Yet, despite the somewhat suspicious behavior, they just watched without saying anything. It was a testament to their strange trust in Frey.

"It's a magic that stops ovulation and puts pregnancy on hold."

“"...?"”

A special magic developed by Serena and supplemented by Irina.

At Frey's explanation of the magic he used, Isolet and Lulu made confused expressions.

"My seeds and the eggs that are now filled there will continue to be nurtured inside until that magic disappears."

"Could it be... this is one of your weird fetishes?"

"No."

After answering Isolet, who had asked a question out of curiosity, Frey stood up and began to get dressed.

"Wait a moment, Frey. What on earth is this girl? Why does she have a tail and horns? Is she a demon?"

"Master, uh... is everything stabilized successfully?"

Urgently throwing questions at him, the two women awaited Frey's responses.

"She's a demon I've been raising, Sister."

Responding to their inquiries one by one, Frey began to talk.

"The stabilization went well. Now you can awaken safely without the risk of going berserk. I'll bring the crystal to you in a few days, and you just have to swallow it."

With a gentle smile, Frey continued speaking and then turned around.

"It's a surefire way to stabilize you using magic. So, there will be no problem even if you carry on as usual."

Grasping the doorknob, Frey turned back quietly and whispered in a low voice.

"But... remember."

Isolet and Lulu flinched at the sight.

"It's just a temporary halt. But the fact that you’re pregnant doesn’t change. Last night, I definitely impregnated both of you."

"..."

"The fruits of our love are now inside both of you."

Frey's expression was quite cold.

It was a sincerity that Isolet and Lulu hadn't seen before, and it made their hair stand on end.

"So, from now on, take good care of yourselves. Don't rashly expose yourselves to danger, and don't make any unnecessary sacrifices."

Addressing them with such a cold tone again, Frey continued.

"Remember, you're no longer alone. Keep in mind that the moment you die, the baby dies too."

"But..."

"Got it?"

Isolet tried to say something in response to his ominous tone, but Frey firmly cut her off and asked again.

"Fine, then..."

Finally, as the two women nodded quietly, Frey, now reassured, softened his expression once more and spoke again.

"...You must be tired. Rest well, it's the weekend, after all."

After finishing his words, Frey stepped out of the room and added in a subdued voice.

"I love you."

And then, there was a moment of silence inside the room.

"Hey."

"Yes."

Isolet, who had been holding her hot and bloated lower abdomen and Lulu, who had been gently caressing her belly, turned to each other and spoke.

"Let's put aside the talk about your true identity for now... We have to talk about Frey. Just now, he was too strange."

In response to this, Lulu remained silent, looking at Isolet without saying anything.

"It felt like... he was trying to do everything by himself. And he looked like he didn't care at all that he would disappear soon."

"How can you make such detailed judgments just from a glance?"

As Lulu spoke, Isolet gazed quietly at the closed door where Frey had just left.

"I once saw the same look on someone. That person had the same look as Frey just now.”

“...”

Listening to her words, Lulu just closed her mouth.

The reason was that she had been experiencing the same sentiments constantly these days.

"Let’s cooperate."

"What for?"

"To investigate Frey."

"That's blasphemy! How could I investigate Master behind his back, as a pet I cannot..."

"Would it be okay if your master disappears?"

At Isolet's words, Lulu's face paled momentarily, then she shook her head vigorously as she spoke.

"Master made a promise to me. To live as a pet and master forever."

"Then, what about the spell he cast on us today?"

"I don't know. I trust Master, so please don't sway me. And you're lower in rank than me, use honorifics when you talk to me."

In response to her words, Isolet frowned deeply and asked.

"What did you just say?"

"I was here first. You barged in midway."

"Even though I received more seeds inside? With your flimsy breast and inferior body, you still think you rank higher than me?"

"Uhh..."

As Isolet began to radiate sword aura and Lulu's eyes started to glow ruby red, the untimely rank dispute between the two women began, but even then, one thought filled their minds.

Frey, what on earth are you trying to do?

Master, please stay safe.

Concerns about Frey, that's what they were thinking about.

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I felt so relieved.

"Hoo..."

Leaning against the corridor window, I took a deep breath, relishing the fresh air as it rejuvenated my lungs and cleared my mind.

"Alright, I’m done for now."

It was not a very pleasant sensation, but for today at least, feeling the warm sunlight wrap around my body didn’t feel so bad.

Because today marked the end of my worry for everyone, with the completion of the 'vaccination'.

So, my worries were over for now.

In the fourth ordeal, where worry was the trigger, there would be no one sacrificing themselves to become a monster.

- Sizzle, sizzle...

I smiled as I watched Serena's magic emanating from my fingertips. This magic has truly done wonders.

Everyone was incredibly just and good-natured.

So, although most of them were willing to sacrifice themselves, the baby in their bellies would affect their decision.

If anyone still insisted on sacrificing themselves, of course, we had contingencies in place. Serena's magic included a trigger hidden by both of us.

Ultimately, everyone would survive.

"...Phew."

For a moment, I contemplated the harm it would do to my body, but then I shook my head.

It would be absurd for someone with an extra life to fear their body breaking down.

"...Ah."

With my chin resting on my right hand, I gazed out the window, contemplating. As I attempted to close the window with my left hand, I found myself mumbling blankly.

My left arm, that was so tattered that I couldn’t even move it, swayed in the chilly breeze coming in through the window.

What should I use this left arm for? It needs to be utilized properly.

Although Irina and Serena say that there was hope, I was already aware of the condition of my left arm.

It was already a lost cause. It needed to be cut off soon, undoubtedly as advised by Kania, the top expert in black magic.

So, was there a way to put it to some use before cutting it off?

Ideas started flowing: using it as bait for demons in emergency situations, having it cut off in a propaganda campaign... Numerous scenarios arose in my mind.

Alright, I need to remember all of them.

How to utilize my body strategically, to what extent it might deteriorate.

I could always replace it anyway.

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"Huaah..."

Weekends at the academy were actually quite dull.

And those who knew it well, often tried to alleviate their boredom by either going to the dungeons, participating in club activities, or even hanging out with friends.

-Scribble… Scribble…

Of course, there were also students who chose to study.

After leaving my room, I spent several hours analyzing the freshmen performance during the Erosion Incident, so I needed some caffeine and decided to take a break in the lounge. However, when I arrived, I found several freshmen huddled together, studying diligently.

"..."

However, as I approached, I noticed fear starting to creep into the faces of the students. Why are they reacting like this? I haven't done anything yet.

Could it be that my mere presence instills fear in them? That would be rather sad. I wanted to become a good professor, like Isolet.

"So, I twist her finger, and then she..."

"Hehehe..."

While I was feeling a little hurt, I suddenly heard a sound from behind me.

Turning around, I finally understood why the students were terrified.

Killian faction.

Killian Solar Sunrise. The Crown Prince of the Empire.

Once almost certain to become the next emperor of the Empire, he wielded unrivaled power at the academy, rivaling even me.

Although his position was now faltering considerably due to the appearance of Clana, a powerful competitor, the title of Crown Prince still held significant influence in the Empire.

"Hmm..."

Of course, due to the corruption in the Imperial Family that was revealed during the inauguration ceremony and Clana's growth, he was considered as a guy who would be cleaned up by the Emperor in his third year.

However, I had no intention of watching him until the third year.

That was because I had to settle the score with Ruby within the second year and to turn the tables on the Demon God, who tried to get the better of me.

To accomplish that, I needed to trigger the main quest scheduled for the third year, the ‘Royal Rebellion’, which is of equal significance to the ‘Academy Siege’ scenario. My plan was to initiate this quest at the end of the first semester this year.

Certainly, there was a sense of urgency. While Killian's position had been somewhat tarnished by his smeared reputation, his position remained quite strong, much like the Emperor's, who was one of the most powerful individuals.

However, to prevent being betrayed during the upcoming war against the Church in the second semester and to emerge victorious in the confrontation with Ruby, I had to succeed.

And most importantly, if I managed to seize control of the system, everything would change dramatically.

"...Should I follow them?"

Therefore, I decided to tail the Killian faction as they swarmed somewhere, and stealthily began to follow them.

- Thud!

Upon arriving at the alley where the group had gathered, I witnessed a quite memorable scene.

"..."

"Why won't you answer? Huh?"

"Are you mute? Why don’t you speak?"

Killian's faction had surrounded a student, slapping her on the cheeks, spitting on her, grabbing her by the collar, and hurling insults.

"Did you forget what the prince said? You're a puppet. But you can’t even do that properly too?”

"..."

"Damn it, answer me!!"

- Thud!!

The girl’s head, who had been looking at the group with lifeless eyes, suddenly turned.

"...Heh."

Seeing her like that, I felt slightly perplexed.

The student in the middle right now was none other than Lecane Luna Silvermoon. Serena's distant blood relative.

Of course, I'm well aware that she was introverted, withdrawn, and secretly ostracized by her peers.

However, wasn't that purely voluntary on her part?

And, Killian's puppet? What did that even mean? Did they have any contact with each other?

- Thud, thud...

I tilted my head for a moment, then I started to approach, scratching my head.

"If you don’t listen, I have no choice but to punish you."

The student standing in front of Lecane, who wore a lifeless expression, started unbuttoning her clothes and began to assault her.

Why are there so many dicks for brain bastards in this academy?

"Who are you?"

As I walked forward with these thoughts, the students' gazes were fixed on me.

"What's up, ‘Professor’ Frey?"

"Why are you here? Who called you?"

"That can’t be true. Who would call a worn-out scum like him?"

And then came the expected, completely unsurprising sarcasm.

"...?"

Meanwhile, Lecane slowly began to tilt her head in confusion. It seems like she doesn't quite understand the situation.

"Go away."

With everyone staring at me, I arrived in front of her. The student who was unbuttoning Lecane looked at me with a cold gaze and spoke.

"I won't say it twice."

He was one of Killian's close aides, playing the role of his bodyguard.

“...Does ‘Professor’ Frey also can't hear my words?”

Hearing the goon speak informally yet still using honorifics to show me respect moved me to tears... Truly.

- Tsuzuzu...

Hmmm… maybe not. Seeing him emit sword aura, I wasn't that grateful.

- Thud!

"...?"

With that thought in mind, I grabbed his shoulder and immediately thought.

Saving Lecane here would be a good thing, right?

The reason I didn't reveal my power until now was to maximize my point gain.

Another reason for my hesitation in doing something like this was the concern that the person being rescued might perceive me as a good person.

I really wanted to do good deeds, but I would face penalties if I did so.

"But then, looking at it from a different perspective, the answer becomes clear."

"What?"

A few days ago, when the fourth ordeal was about to start abruptly, I lost all patience with the system.

That damn false evil. That damn point system.

It annoyed me.

I just wanted to vent it all out.

- Crackle...!

"Ughhhhh!!!"

As I exerted force and crushed the boy's shoulder, a bone-chilling scream echoed through the alley.

"W-What is this guy..."

- Thud!

"Ughhhh...!"

When the bewildered boy tried to release his sword aura, I punched him in the ribs. It was self-defense after all.

"Ughhh..."

- Crunch...!

"...!"

As he grabbed his stomach and collapsed to the ground, I stomped on the hand who was trying to unbutton Lecane's clothes.

Since had done so many bad things, it wouldn't hurt for him to be stomped like this for once.

"Pl-Please..."

- Squish!

Only then did he start begging for mercy, clutching my leg with his other hand. I kicked him to knock him out.

He should be thankful; I just knocked some sense into his dick filled brain.

"..."

After finishing my duties as a professor, I raised my head to survey the surroundings, the eyes of the students looking at me were trembling.

"Am I kind?"

While looking at them, I casually threw a question to Lecane, who began to look frightened.

"It's a joke."

If you wanted to perform good deeds without being perceived as a good person, you simply had to do something so crazy that you don't look like a good person.

"Attack him!!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

Changing perspectives made everything so much easier.

I should've done this sooner.