The Second Salvation Myth of a Retired Regressed Hero

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Doyun patted the back of Sophie, crying in his embrace. It took him quite a while to console the heartbroken Sophie.

Snuggled in Doyun’s arms, Sophie spoke in a moist voice, sounding truly aggrieved.

“We’re… merely called ‘succubi’… an unjust misnomer… In fact, we’re a race purer and more chaste than anyone else… Hick…”

“Yes, you’re right. Of course.”

“We’re different from those kinds of impure beings who seduce indiscriminately…”

“I misspoke. I’m sorry.”

Rather than feeling anger, it seemed like she was pleading for understanding, lamenting the injustice. The succubus comparison must have really upset her.

“Our allure isn’t from our own will, and its intent is noble, directed solely towards one person… Huh, ah.”

Sophie trailed off abruptly, quickly closing her mouth.

“Pardon? What did you say?”

Doyun asked her to repeat, having not caught her last words. Why had she stopped midsentence?

“Ah, no… Anyway…!”

Sophie parted from Doyun’s embrace, widening her eyes as she looked up at him.

Doyun suppressed the urge to chuckle. Her attempt at a fierce expression on that innocent face was simply adorable, not intimidating at all.

“We’re a race purer than any other in the world, the complete opposite of impure succubi…!”

“Yes, I understand. I’m sorry. Are you no longer angry?”

“I, I wasn’t angry…”

Doyun struggled not to smile, resisting the urge to caress her flushed cheeks. He simply nodded with an apologetic expression, apologizing to Sophie.

“…I’m also sorry for raising my voice… In any case, it is true that your current condition is my fault…”

After the brief incident, they returned to the main issue at hand.

“What should we do?”

“Ah, I’ll resolve it for you now… Ah, um…”

Sophie fidgeted her pelvis again, hesitating. What was troubling her this time?

“Please excuse me for a moment…!”

Before Doyun could respond, Sophie reached her hands towards his crotch.

“Eh, eh…”

Unprepared for her to suddenly touch that area, Doyun flinched in surprise. In his already sensitive state, her lily-white hands sent a rush of blood there.

Sophie also flinched, feeling the serpentine thing squirming under her hands. But she didn’t remove them.

Then, a strange, refreshing sensation enveloped Doyun’s lower body.

Fwaaah-

“Ah.”

It seemed to be the [Purification] skill he had seen in Sophie’s status window.

With her eyes closed, Sophie concentrated her energy into her palms. After a moment, she withdrew her hands.

“There, it’s done…”

Only after completing the ritual did she blush, having touched Doyun’s privates with her hands, even if over his clothes.

Despite merely placing her palms briefly, it had required immense courage for her, who had maintained her chastity since birth. She must have even felt its squirming reaction.

Shaking off her embarrassment, Sophie hurriedly continued speaking.

“One of my race’s abilities is purifying poisons, curses, and polluted water.”

Doyun displayed Sophie’s skill information.

[Purification]
(Lv.- Rate.B)
The innate power of the mystical unicorn. Purifies impurities like poisons, curses, and polluted water.

‘Certainly befitting to be called a mystical beast.’

Like her other abilities, [Purification] was an incredibly convenient skill.

Her race possessed many mystical and useful abilities. The unicorn mystical beast must have frequently appeared in the myths and fairy tales of Sophie’s dimension.

“…”
“…”

A momentary silence fell between them.

With the reason for her visit resolved, and after directly touching that area, they both felt an awkward tension.

Worried that Sophie might start avoiding him again, Doyun made an effort to speak up first.

“…I’ll be joining the unarmed combat class soon.”

“Ah, really?”

At his words, Sophie brightened up, instantly delighted. Inwardly, Doyun let out a relieved breath.

He had considered asking about her strange reaction during the Vitality Pill ritual but decided to let it go.

It wasn’t an important matter anymore, and bringing it up would only cause them both discomfort. It was likely just a side effect from absorbing the elixir.

Having just made a verbal slip-up, there was no need to poke that sore spot further.

“Woah…! That’s wonderful! Then we’ll keep staying together at the Cradle?”

“It seems so.”

Seeing Sophie’s joy, Doyun unconsciously smiled warmly.

The main reason Doyun had switched from swordsmanship to unarmed combat was because of Sophie. He wanted to guide and nurture this promising talent.

From what he had seen during the tournament, the swordsmanship students seemed mediocre, like the javelin class.

Ding~ Dong~

The class bell rang, signaling the end of the break period.

“Ah, the class bell… You haven’t changed classes yet?”

Sophie showed a disappointed expression, seeming to want to attend the same class as Doyun.

“Ah, I did change, but I need to see the Headmaster this period.”

“Woah… So the boss monster killer personally meets with the Headmaster too?”

Doyun chuckled at Sophie’s adorable grumbling.

She also laughed as their eyes met, but soon gave Doyun a slight bow.

“Then, I’ll see you later.”

“Yes. Pay attention in class.”

The two walked off in separate directions.

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Knock, knock.

“Headmaster. Student Han Doyun is here to see you.”

“Let him in.”

The attending secretary opened the door, and Doyun entered the Headmaster’s office.

“I’ll bring some tea.”

“Please also prepare some light refreshments.”

“Understood.”

After the secretary left and the door closed, only the Headmaster and Doyun remained in the room.

“Please, have a seat wherever comfortable.”

“Yes.”

The Headmaster offered Doyun a seat, an exceptionally courteous reception beyond his usual fondness for him.

‘So he has some regrets to express?’

Seated in the main seat, he smiled affably at Doyun. But a hint of vexation could be seen in his expression.

“We have plenty of time, so shall we begin after the refreshments arrive?”

“Very well.”

Thanks to the Headmaster’s consideration, Doyun had been excused from his entire position-based class this period – they had ample time.

“Let’s engage in some casual conversation in the meantime. Is there anything you’ve been wondering about or wanting to request?”

“Hmm.”

Doyun nodded. There was indeed something he wanted to ask.

“What became of Torn?”

Torn’s presence had been completely absent from the Cradle recently.

As if anticipating Doyun’s question, the Headmaster smiled wryly.

“He was expelled from the Cradle. One of his severed arms was incinerated.”