Representative of the Goddesses 272

## Chapter 272 – Academy Arc (45) – Faculty Of Arts 1 -Laying The Foundation-

273. Academy Arc (45) – Faculty of Arts 1 -Laying the Foundation-

“I was definitely told to come at this time.”

Upon entering the Faculty of Arts, there was an administration office with a glass window right next to it. I showed the part-time job advertisement to a student inside, who looked back and forth between me and the paper before going to find someone. A little later, a plain-looking female student with black hair came out to greet me. As soon as she saw me, she clasped her hands together and her eyes sparkled.

“Kyaa. You’re from the Swordsmanship Faculty…!!”
“Yes?”
“Ah, no! More importantly, you’re here to be a model, right?”
“Yes. Just for a part-time job. I’m Raul from the Swordsmanship Faculty. Will it take long?”
“Umm…! It shouldn’t take that long. And you can adjust the schedule yourself. Though the pay will vary.”

Following her, I entered a classroom in the Department of Fine Arts. Unlike the desolate atmosphere of the Swordsmanship Faculty, it was equipped with various art supplies. She asked me to wait a moment and then brought out six more female students, instructing them to prepare for drawing. They were all plain and youthful-looking.

The seven female students placed canvases on their easels and sat facing me. They all had expressions that seemed to be subtly anticipating something. The plain-looking black-haired student I had first seen opened her mouth.

“Ah, about the pay, it varies quite a bit, right? Actually, students like us who study art need to properly understand the human body, but we rarely get the chance to draw a robust male from the combat department. So, um… the more detailed we can draw, the higher the pay we’re offering.”
“I see.”
“Yes, so… do you have any objections to taking off your top? Ah! Of course, if you don’t want to, you don’t have to.”

She spoke as if she had prepared her lines, but she couldn’t hide the anxious look on her face. If they needed a model for class, they would have asked the faculty. There was no need to put up an advertisement in the academy like this. Perhaps the five silver coins were the minimum amount needed for a normal case, and the 20 coins were a war chest prepared for a more extreme situation.

I smiled and replied.

“It’s okay, I don’t mind that much. I’ll take off my top now, so please wait a moment.”
“Really? Then please feel free to….”

I began to take off my top.

My robust upper body was revealed. It wasn’t overly macho, but the lean muscles were sharply defined from daily, combat-like training. The sight of it caused a tingling sensation in the innocent-looking girls.

-Wow… amazing. He’s different from the guys in our department.
-Are all the students in the combat department like that?

My ears, which could pick up even the slightest sounds, could hear them whispering secretly. I didn’t feel bad about it either. I could play along for a bit.

When the female students couldn’t manage their expressions, the black-haired student cleared her throat and began to proceed with the work. Aside from the fact that I had taken off my top, there were no other particular incidents. I struck various poses at intervals and helped them draw the muscles corresponding to those points. The classroom was filled with the sound of pencils moving across paper.

When the part-time job was over, the female student handed me 10 silver coins and bowed her head, thanking me.

“Ahem… it was quite helpful. Ah, could we ask you again next time? It seems easier to keep using one person than to keep finding different people.”
“Again next time? It’s okay, but first, everyone, come here for a moment.”
“Yes? What’s wrong with your hand?”

*Slap.*

…………

-Haa. Haaah……♥
-M-More sperm won’t fit in my pussy….

After a round of fun, the female students were all collapsed on the floor, dripping with semen. Some were even enjoying themselves with their buttocks pressed together, their pussies still convulsing intermittently, spewing semen into each other. The plain-looking black-haired student was also just released from being doggy-styled, her buttocks still grasped in my hand. Her face was full of satisfaction, making it hard to believe she was a virgin just moments ago.

Well, I didn’t come here to build up to this with them.

I just wanted to test things out while fucking them right away.

Now I understand.

As I read the books and understood the concepts, I could see the yin energy swirling around me. The source of the energy was, of course, the female students scattered all over the place. Using the magic written in the book, I absorbed the swirling yin energy. I could feel a certain power flowing into me.

Power…!

The power to stand against Armion…!!

“………………….”

‘…It doesn’t feel like I’ve gotten much stronger.’
[Of course not. I told you, a few people and a few times won’t make a difference. Hehe. Look at this mess. You were like a beast. How many girls did you devour with that sturdy thing of yours?]

Cube’s cheerful voice rang out. She was chuckling, asking if my master knew I was enjoying this kind of debauchery, but she didn’t know. She would be shocked to find out that I was summoned to this world as a plaything for the goddesses. More importantly, what is this feeling?

‘Hmm, something. Something is……….’
[What’s wrong?]
‘…No, it’s nothing.’

I didn’t know what the feeling I had just felt was.

It was a strange feeling, but I didn’t know what it was.

‘Okay, what do you think? It’s better to set up a magic circle, right?’
[Well, yeah. Doing it this way, putting in all that effort, is foolish.]

I immediately helped the black-haired student up and asked if there was an unused room in the faculty building. With empty eyes, she thought for a moment and replied that there was probably a closed basement.

That’s where I’ll set up the magic circle.

Then, remembering what I had thought when I first saw her, I asked her.

“Come to think of it, everyone seemed to know me, do they know me in the Faculty of Arts too?”
“Yes, you’re quite famous among the non-combat students, not just in the Faculty of Arts.”
“Really?”

Apparently, they secretly designated the handsome combat students as idols among themselves. There were about five idols in the Swordsmanship Faculty, and it seemed that Lewin and I were among them. I heard that some of them were creating strange scenarios after seeing Lewin and me together often. They even formed small groups with like-minded people, and the ones who came to watch us train while squealing were those kinds of people.

I felt like giving them a flick on the forehead.

After erasing the memory of having sex with the female students, I headed to the place she had mentioned.

I went to the stairs on the side, where there were indeed stairs leading down to the basement. Going down, I used my strength to break the lock on the door. When I opened the door, there was a large room, empty and dusty. It was the perfect place to plot something suspicious.

I had already learned the distortion magic from Cube, and although it was complicated to activate, I managed to create a distortion field by using auxiliary magic to create a double trigger. I thought she would ask for something in return for teaching it, but she gave it to me without a word. It was a bit unsettling, but as long as I held the leash, it didn’t matter.

Anyway, the goddesses wouldn’t be able to see what I was doing.

I carefully set up the magic circle, following the formula written in the book.

And in the center, I placed a magic stone with a hollow interior.

If debauchery occurred in the faculty building, the yin energy would naturally flow into the magic circle, and the yin energy would accumulate in the magic stone. The power needed to maintain and activate the magic circle also used yin energy, so as long as lust existed in the building, it could be said to run on an infinite power source.

In fact, a small amount of yin energy was already flowing into the place.

It meant that someone was having fun inside the building.

Those art students!

Well, I wasn’t in a position to talk.

There was no point in taking the magic stone now. I checked the magic circle one more time and left the basement. In case someone came, I expanded my control over the area near the basement door with divine power and set up an suggestion trigger. People who came here would realize that they had no business in this closed basement and would go back the way they came.

Quite some time had passed, so I decided to stop here for today and go back.

“Hey!”

But in the open hallway, I heard a man’s voice stopping me.

I turned my head and saw two male students.

“Hey, you. Yeah, you. Stop there.”
“Why are you calling me?”
“Why? What’s a combat student doing wandering so deep into our faculty? Did you come to pick up girls?”
“Excuse me?”

Rather than feeling unpleasant at the sudden provocation, a question mark popped up in my head first. It was the first time I had been treated like this since the Nam family, so it felt fresh.

I examined the two of them closely.

They were two male art students with orange hair. One was about my age, and the other looked a few years younger. The one who was provoking me was the former. The latter looked up at him with a slightly anxious expression.

“Hyung. That student is probably Raul from the Swordsmanship Faculty. He’s a commoner, but… I heard he’s very skilled. Let’s just let him go.”
“Tsk.”

The one called ‘hyung’ clicked his tongue, displeased with the weak voice.

“So what? They’re just guys who will grovel before us when they go outside.”
“Um. Still….”
“Enough, you. Raul, was it? Do you have any business here?”
“My business is done.”
“Is that so? Then don’t loiter around here and leave. We can’t have the smell of blood tainting this sacred place of art!”
“…………………….”

I was about to say something more, but I turned my head again and walked out of the building. Although I wanted to teach them a lesson, their arrogant tone made me suspect they had a powerful backer.

What was that just now?

Their clearly condescending tone made it obvious that they were nobles.

I need to find out.

……………

That afternoon, I was having a good time with Ellie and Stella at an inn outside the academy.

I was lying comfortably on the bed, caressing Ellie’s breasts, who was snuggled up next to me.

“Uung. If I had known you were coming to our faculty, I would have gone to meet you… Aang♥ Oppa, if you touch me like that, my nipples will get hard again.”

A very unusual title.

Well, it’s ridiculous that I’m still being treated like a younger brother when there’s such a difference in our physiques now. Ellie had used honorifics when we were at the Nam family, but it felt a bit awkward when we were together, and more than anything, Ellie was itching to change the way she addressed me.

So I just told her to call me ‘Oppa’ first. While spanking her butt and roughly thrusting into her pussy. Then she cried out that she would do so while gushing out her pussy juice. After that, she was completely hooked and called me ‘Oppa’ happily every day.

“So you don’t know who they are?”
“Yeah. I don’t know exactly which noble family they’re from. Ah! But I do know their names. Among the people you saw, the taller one is probably Carlo, and the shorter one is Hayden.”
“Ebeeeeee♥ Uung…?”

It was Stella who reacted to the names.

She had been kneeling in front of my dick, head bowed, as if she was serving me. She was elegantly swirling her tongue inside the foreskin of my glans, making the inside of my glans wet and sticky.

Stella pulled her tongue away, leaving a long trail of saliva, and moistened her lips before explaining about them.

“Carlo and Hayden… they’re probably the eldest and second sons of Marquis Baisher.”
“Marquis Baisher?”
“Yeah.”

Stella said that Marquis Baisher held a high position in the capital, but because the position itself had no political advantages and lacked a solid foundation, he was not a noble with significant influence. Still, he was treated with respect in Glishen as a family with a long history.

But even the eldest son is attending the Faculty of Arts, not just the second son?

Curious about this, I asked, and Stella said that she had heard that Marquis Baisher didn’t have much desire for power and was originally interested in artistic things.

So he was open-minded in that area.

“Carlo… he was quite close to our brother before, so he probably doesn’t have a good personality.”
“I guess so.”

What sacred art and smell of blood.

From the fact that he was close to Daren, it wasn’t hard to guess what kind of person he was.

Assuming that birds of a feather flock together, the sons were more likely to have entered the faculty because they wanted to flirt with girls rather than being interested in art. Unlike the tense atmosphere of the combat department, the proportion of commoners was much higher in the Faculty of Arts, so it was easy for them to use their titles to pick up girls as they pleased.

“Then what about the younger brother, Hayden? He looked a bit younger.”
“Hayden? I don’t know much about him… he’s probably about the same age as Ellie. He’s about three years younger than Carlo. I heard he’s better than his older brother, but that’s just something I heard, so I’m not sure.”

I see. I’ll have to find out the rest myself.

It was actually good that I could have more fun.

“Okay, here’s your reward.”
“Uup!?”

Without warning, I ejaculated into Stella’s mouth, who was licking my glans again. She managed to drink it all while coughing and moving her uvula.

“Ugh. Cough cough…!! Please tell me when you’re going to cum….”
“What, are you talking back to me now? Should I tell Trisha that you need re-education when we meet this week?”
“Ugh. Please, not that… I’m sorry. And, um… thank you for letting me drink your delicious cum juice.”
“That’s right.”

I stroked her head once and praised her, and Stella’s face flushed with embarrassment. Stella had been taught by Trisha to ‘always express gratitude to Raul,’ so that’s why she said that. Sometimes, when she slipped back into her old habits and talked back to me, Trisha would spank her daughter’s buttocks until the area around her pussy turned bright red.

The most severe punishment was the sexual torture of not being able to masturbate and having to watch for 24 hours, and after experiencing that, Stella never talked back to her mother or me again.

I’ll let her off this week.

We enjoyed sex at the inn until the sun went down.