Hypnotist Of Academy: Gathering Sex Slaves

Paris coughed up bright red blood.

Paris contemplated her own body, writhing in pain.

'Crazy! The poison has spread throughout my body! This is a synthetic poison!'

Even if Paris eats poison, she can burn it or expel it as mana, so she is immune to most poisons. But she has a way of poisoning the strong: synthetic poison. Synthetic poison is when non-toxic reactants meet and the resulting product becomes toxic. The reactants are not poisonous when they exist individually, so there is no harm in eating them. Therefore, when poisoning a strong person like Paris, the reactants are fed one by one in order. The opponent is not concerned as there is nothing wrong with his body, and the reactive substances spread throughout his body. Afterward, feed the last reactant to the opponent. Even in this case, the reaction does not occur immediately, but when the last reactant has sufficiently spread throughout the body, the reaction begins and poison is produced throughout the body. By the time the other person notices, their entire body has already been poisoned.

"Uweeeee! Sigh…! Ugh…! When did I… When did this happen… Wow…"

Paris, while writhing and struggling in pain, tried to concentrate her mind and somehow channel her mana to burn off the poison.

But Paris had to jump out of the carriage.

Piyuung Kwazizizik

As soon as Paris ran, a huge spear passed through the spot where Paris was. Little by little, the poison kills Paris's cells and eats away at her body. If you don't take the antidote quickly or burn it with mana, you will die someday.

"Huh…! Huh…! Save me…"

Paris tried to cry out for help, but stopped due to the unusual atmosphere.

This is because everyone at the top was armed and formed a large circle surrounding Paris. Even ordinary people and children are armed. Paris realized that these were assassins trying to kill him.

"Cough. Cough. "What is this?"

At Paris' shout, the kind merchant came forward with a cunning expression.

"Cluck. "It's really amazing vitality that you haven't died yet."

"Did you feed me synthetic poison?!"

"Okay. "Last night's dinner, this morning's meal, and just yesterday's lunch contained reactive substances from a synthetic poison."

Paris guessed, forcing her cleavage with her head.

'How did you know you had to give me synthetic poison? Even a large assassination group could use this level of sophisticated synthetic poison. Why on earth is someone trying to kill me?'

Paris seemed to know the answer, but she didn't think about it.

"I am Paris! Cough. Cough. You guys are making a mistake!!!"

"Cluck. Struggling is good. "Kill them, guys."

At the end of the war, a third of the troops approached Paris. Those holding dual swords, those holding tower shields with both hands, and those holding spears form a camp and tighten their grip on Paris from all directions.

Paris took out her mace from the subspace ring and held it up.

"Wooow! "I will kill them all!!"

Now I can't focus on detox. You can only decipher it after killing them all or running away. As time goes by, the inside of Paris is damaged by the poison, so it is a time-limited battle.

Paris swung her mace at the dual sword warrior.

'We start with the weak-defense chick!'

Kwaaaaang

However, just in time, a tower shield warrior blocks Paris's path, and at the same time that the mace is blocked by the tower shield, a spear stabs in from the side and behind Paris. Arrows and magic pass over Paris' head, so he can't jump.

Paris dodged the attacks by twisting her body, this time holding out her mace to her spearman.

Shashashak

The spearman backsteps as if he already knew, and the tower shield warrior steps in to block.

Kwaaaaang

While Paris blocked attacks coming at her from all sides with her mace.

Chaeng chaechang kang chaeng kaaang

The underage dual-sword warrior lowered his body and swung his dual-swords at Paris' ankles.

Shushuk

Paris manages to twist to her feet and swat away her sword face with her heel.

Purrrrbdb

By twisting her foot, her body's center of gravity changed, and she was unable to avoid the fireball that had just flown, and was hit squarely in her upper body.

Uddangtangtang kwadadang

"Kwaaaaak! Cough. Wow! Cough."

Paris falls backwards, vomiting up her blood, with burns to her head and upper body. Paris vowed to break the ankles of her approaching opponents with her mace even as she fell, but this time the assassins gained distance.

Paris forced herself to stand, supporting her body on her mace.

"Cough. Cough. Shut up… You fucking bastards… What are you guys…"

They know very well what type of mace Paris uses and what his fighting habits are, and they never get impatient and expertly and slowly stalk their prey.

The assassins stormed in again as if not giving Paris any time to think. The dual-sword warrior swings his sword brilliantly, confusing Paris, the tower shield warrior nullifies all of Paris' attacks, and the spearman stabs Paris's exposed weaknesses with his spear. If Paris is even slightly distracted, arrows and magic will fly and inflict a fatal attack on Paris. The assassin who loses strength along the way falls back and the one who was resting takes his place. It's like a group of mercenaries who thoroughly strategized and trained to perfectly defeat the powerful dungeon boss called Paris with minimal damage.

Paris roared like a beast and swung his mace while coughing up blood.

Chaaeang kaaaaang shashak chang kwaaang piyung kang

"Cough. Wow! Aaaaah! Die! Fuck! Cough! "You bastards!!"

Piyuung Phuk

Suddenly, Paris felt the pain of a tiny thorn piercing his back and getting lodged in his right lung.

"Tsk! Wow! Gagging!"

When he turns his head, he sees an old man who was the head of the upper chamber holding a pole in his mouth. He shot a needle into his mouth and pierced Paris' lung. Paris has an aura covering his skin, so his skin is very hard. The master who pierced Paris' Auror skin with a needle would certainly not be an ordinary person.

A moment's thought in an intense battle can have fatal consequences.

Seokgeuk

The twin swords cut the Achilles tendon on Paris' left ankle, causing Paris to fall backwards.

Qada Party

"Kkkk. Cough."

Crumbling, rustling, rustling

During the brief fall, the spear pierced Paris's important joints and muscles and the blade passed through them.

Paris sensed that everything was over. Anyway, the poison has almost completely destroyed my body, so it's very painful, and I can't even wriggle.

"Damn…"

As soon as Paris stopped resisting her, the assassins retreated and a large man with a huge axe walked in. It looks like I'm going to hit Paris' head with that axe.

"Cough. Before I die! Cough. Cough. Let's see if they ask…"

In response to Paris' shout, the owner of the merchant walked forward and asked a question.

"Cluck. "What are you curious about?"

"Who instigated me to be killed?"

"He is a very high-ranking person in the empire. "You cannot survive as long as you become his target."

"Cough. Cough. Have you heard everything about me?"

"Kikikick. Okay. He has revealed everything about you. Everything about how I can completely kill you. He wants to see your severed head for himself. If we are to live, we must complete our mission. "I have no hard feelings towards you."

Paris nodded his head. After listening to everything, she becomes clear about everything and feels at ease. The only person who can recruit this level of skill in this short period of time and carry out a plan that will completely lead to Paris' death is Jazlyn.

'Jazleen requested my assassination.'

Jazlyn is a reliable commander when she is an ally, but when she becomes an enemy, she makes elaborate and cunning plans and leads her opponent to complete defeat. Paris actually laughed as he became the victim of Jazleen's cunning.

Hehe. Cough. Cough. Hehe… Fuck. That sucks…"

When the merchant saw that Paris had given up, he ordered the ax beheader.

"Finish it cleanly."

The ax beheader taps Paris's uvula with the ax blade and aims to strike at once.

When Paris looked at the sky, she saw that it was very clear and sunny.

"It's a perfect day to die."

As the ax beheader raised his ax to the sky, Paris closed his eyes in anticipation of his coming death. At the last moment, Paris remembered not the corrupted Jazlyn of the present, but the noble and proud heroine of the past.

'My lady. I'm sorry for not being able to protect you.'

Cheolpudeeoeook!

Paris closed his eyes and heard the sound of something huge and slimy falling around him. Afterward, the sound of people screaming and screaming in fear was heard from all directions.

"Ugh! What's this! Wow!"

"Help me!! My body is burning! Aaaaa!!!"

"It's a monster! Zenja… Keuuuuu!!"

The smell of meat burning in hydrochloric acid, blood, and internal organs stings my nose.

'What on earth is happening?'

I want to open my eyes, but I cannot due to the overwhelming fear of carnage. Even though the body is already dying, it gives me goosebumps.

Suddenly, everything became quiet.

'Am I dead?'

Tuk-tuk

"Hey. Wake up."

Someone said, touching Paris with her foot. It is a woman's voice.

'Me. You're not dead yet…'

When Paris opened her eyes, a woman wearing a black hood was standing in front of her. You can't really see her under the hood, but when you look at her big breasts and sexy body line, you'll think her face is also incredibly attractive.

However, Paris could not think about the attractiveness of women due to the shocking state of those around him. There were no assassins, no corpses, no clothes, no carriage, nothing around Paris and the woman. There isn't even a trace of blood or internal debris to be seen. It was as if only the woman and Paris were here from the beginning.

"Cough. Cough. "Who are you…"

"Me? Does it matter? Since it looks like you're going to die soon, I'll just get to the point. You can live."

Paris' eyes brightened.

"I-I… I… Live… Cough. "You can?"

"Don't you want to take revenge on the culprit who made you like this?"

"Yes. Revenge… Cough. Cough. Revenge… I want to…"

Her hope of living in Paris' heart was followed by her desire for revenge.

The woman held out her black orbs that radiated a mysterious energy to Paris.