The Absolute Beings Obsessed with My Defeat Addiction

“Loyalty!”

“Commander, you’ve arrived?”

Today, as usual, Yuris came to work and couldn’t properly see the faces of the subordinate knights greeting her.

The knights looking at her with shining eyes.

Their gazes were filled with respect and admiration.

She didn’t have the courage to meet those sparkling eyes directly.

“Uh, um… Did everyone rest well?”

“Yes!”

“This expedition was easy, so it wasn’t hard at all!”

“Haha, I feel completely refreshed!”

“I see. Then I’ll take my leave.”

She ran away to her office as if fleeing.

The video she had seen yesterday was still vivid in her mind.

Captured by General Philiphord, becoming his wife, and being humiliated in front of her subordinates.

The image of herself, dressed in revealing clothes, flirting with General Philiphord while being watched by her subordinates came to mind.

It was disappointment, lust, and contempt.

– The goddess of victory looks like that.

– I believed in you, Commander…

– Why…

It was not the gaze of respect that looked at her now.

“Hah, hah.”

She couldn’t face her subordinates directly.

Just seeing their faces made her cheeks flush and her lower abdomen heat up.

It was suffocating.

“Phew.”

Back in her office, Yuris took a deep breath and calmed her chest.

“I’m going crazy…”

Even now, when she closed her eyes, she could picture herself being teased by Max while looking at her subordinates.

That wasn’t something that had actually happened.

It was merely an event that occurred in a illusion.

But the scenes from that illusion remained clearer in her mind than reality.

“To still have such afterimages lingering like this.”

She hadn’t realized that Max’s illusion magic was this strong.

Yuris had seen countless spells in various battlefields, as many as her records of victories.

The powerful attack magic of the Blaster school.

The healing magic of the Life Magic school that healed torn wounds.

She had seen and experienced all kinds of magic circles and magical tools from the Meister school to the point of boredom.

In addition to that, various magics from schools like the Gold Moon school, which, while not one of the three major schools, had outstanding abilities.

She had even experienced the magic of other mages who used illusion magic.

But this time, the magic that had taken her soul away was the first of its kind.

The magic that lingered in her mind no matter how many times she saw it.

Imagining that event made her lower abdomen quiver.

Her image of being teased in front of her subordinates.

The shocked faces of her subordinates and comrades.

Max looking down at her.

Yuris began to imagine something deeper than simply being teased.

Imagining being violated in front of her subordinates.

Not just teasing, but something much more intense.

She wanted to show her subordinates her torn clothes, her black symbol broken, shaking her large breasts, and her own destruction.

She wanted to show that she was not the goddess of victory, but merely a common woman.

What expressions would her subordinates make then?

What expression would she make while looking at them?

Just imagining it made her head hot.

‘I want to go again.’

Leaning against the door, Yuris unbuckled her belt and slipped her hand into her pants.

Her lower body, already wet, was dripping with female juices.

From the moment she saw the subordinate knights guarding the entrance upon arriving at the knight order.

From the moment she realized that their appearance was the same as those who appeared in her fantasies.

Her mind was filled with the image of herself being toyed with by Max.

Creak, creak.

“Ugh…”

Yuris let out a desperate moan and trembled.

The tingling sensation in her lower body made her feel like she would let out a sound, so she brought her fingers to her mouth.

“Ugh!”

Creak!

As she bit her finger, the moment of climax came to mind.

Max’s thick fingers that had invaded her mouth.

The sensation of biting them.

What she was biting now was her own finger, smaller than that time, but somehow it felt like she was biting Max’s hand.

Her finger felt like Max’s finger.

The door she leaned against felt like Max’s solid chest muscles.

The hand stroking her lower body felt like the one that had rubbed against her.

It was a ‘fake’ that was far from the real thing, but perhaps because of the vivid memories of yesterday.

She felt an illusion that Max was hugging her from behind.

“Good…”

Her waist bounced.

In that moment when stars seemed to twinkle in her head.

Knock, knock.

There was a sound of someone knocking on the door she was leaning against.

“Commander, it’s me, Jeco.”

“Eek!”

Startled, she felt chills run down her spine.

It was reminiscent of the situation when Jeco had come to find her while she was being toyed with by Max in her illusion.

“W-wait a moment…”

Yuris tried to hide her trembling voice as she put her clothes back on.

The strange feeling of the female juices she had spilled during climax touching her skin made her face flush.

‘There’s definitely going to be a strange smell.’

The office was filled with the scent of a woman, no, a female.

She couldn’t let Jeco into the office where she had just been pleasuring herself.

It was a matter of her honor as the goddess of victory.

Having fastened her belt again, she slightly opened the door.

Just enough to barely see her face.

Jeco was standing in front.

A man who seemed like he would never bend, even if he broke.

His image, which had come to save her in the illusion, overlapped with the one that had crumbled under Max.

‘How embarrassing.’

Her heart raced at the guilt of having such shameless thoughts.

“W-what is it?”

“The saintess has come to see you.”

“The saintess?”

In the empire, there was only one person referred to as the saintess.

The nun of silence, or the saintess of silence, known as the saintess of the goddess church.

When the hero defeated the demon king, she was a core member of the demon king subjugation party that shattered the demon king alongside the hero, and she was the mother who protected the empire with her powerful divine power.

After the demon king disappeared, it was known that the saintess occasionally appeared to foresee the remnants of the demon race and subdue them.

Her name, given because she did not speak to anyone except when delivering revelations, was ‘the saintess of silence.’

It was a name given by those who admired her for her silent extermination of the demon king and the demon race.

It was said that only a few, including the empress and the hero, had heard her voice.

The saintess was known to hardly engage in any external activities except for demon subjugation.

The saintess, who was said to be hard to even catch a glimpse of, had come to see her in person?

“I heard a revelation has come down.”

“A revelation…?”

“Yes. She found remnants of the demon race, but it’s in a rather dangerous area, so she said she needs the help of the 1st knight order.”

“Did she come in person?”

“Yes. Support can be provided at any time, but since she has come all the way here, I thought it would be good to meet face to face.”

Of all times for this to happen.

Yuris, who knew her own state well, felt her face turn bright red.

“Ah, I understand. I’ll tidy up and come right away. Please wait in the reception room.”

“By the way, Commander, why did you open the door?”

“I-I just finished exercising, so I thought I might smell like sweat!”

“Commander, we smell your sweat every time, what’s with the fuss…”

As Jeco spoke, he burst into laughter.

“Hahaha! So you’re a woman, Commander. It’s understandable to feel embarrassed if you smell like sweat. It’s cute to see you embarrassed.”

“Stop joking around!”

Yuris shouted and closed the door.

Yuris looked at herself in the mirror in her office.

It was a mess.

Her flushed face, forehead drenched in sweat, and disheveled hair.

Her slightly unfocused eyes exuded a strange atmosphere.

Her lips, reddened from biting, shone with a color more vivid than usual.

The hastily worn pants and clothes were wrinkled here and there.

Anyone could tell that her expression and posture were not those of someone who had just exercised.

If Max had seen her like this.

– You’ve got the posture of a proper female.

He would have praised her while stroking her hair.

“C-calm down. This is a workplace.”

Having barely regained her composure, she let out the scent of female juices that filled the room and changed into a spare outfit.

Thank goodness.

She had prepared a spare outfit in case of training.

If she hadn’t, she would have gone in front of the saintess smelling lewd.

‘…Maybe it’s a good thing.’

What am I thinking?

Am I crazy?

***

“……”

“……”

“……”

……

Sitting across from the saintess of silence, Yuris was at a loss and looked at her.

The pink-haired saintess, with her eyes downcast, had not spoken a word for five minutes while sipping tea.

Behind her, the holy knights stood silently, just waiting.

Jeco, who had come with Yuris, shrugged and whispered to her.

“She didn’t say anything until you arrived.”

“Did she really not speak for 20 minutes?”

“Yes.”

Yuris looked at the saintess with a surprised expression.

She had heard rumors about her several times.

Sometimes, it was said that she wouldn’t speak for over two hours.

‘Is there some kind of restriction that weakens her power when she speaks?’

Ten years ago, at the age of 13, she became a saintess and was said to be able to wield the most powerful divine power among all past saintesses.

Three years after she became a saintess, at the age of 16, she subjugated the demon king alongside the hero, creating an era where they no longer had to worry about the current demon king.

She had achieved feats that no other saintess had accomplished.

The perception that she had become powerful by imposing a restriction of silence was quite convincing.

The saintess still raised her eyes slightly downward and finished the last of her tea.

Yuris spoke to her.

“I heard you are requesting support for the subjugation of the demon race.”

“……”

The saintess nodded instead of answering.

“Where are you going?”

“……”

The saintess pulled out a map and pointed to a location.

It was a city located in the southern part of the empire.

“How much support do you need? Our knight order can provide about 50 men.”

The saintess raised her finger and pointed at Yuris.

“Me?”

“……”

The saintess nodded.

That was unacceptable.

It had been less than two days since they returned from the previous bandit subjugation.

Even now, her body was still heated from the video she had seen yesterday, and going on another expedition here was out of the question.

“I’m sorry, but unless it’s an order from the empress, I cannot leave the capital to defend it.”

At her words, the saintess slightly lowered her head and rolled her eyes.

Was it a reaction of not expecting that?

Just as silence was about to continue again.

“I will go in your place. I may not be as capable as you, but I will be of use.”

Jeco stood up and raised his hand.

“……”

After a moment of contemplation, the saintess nodded.

“Thank you. Saintess.”

“……”

The short and quiet negotiation came to an end.

Having completed her business, the saintess stood up and returned to the church.

“Jeco, thank you.”

Yuris expressed her gratitude to Jeco, who had volunteered to support in her place.

“It’s nothing. As you said, Commander, you must protect the capital. I’ll be careful.”

“Okay. I’m counting on you.”

Yuris patted Jeco on the shoulder and thought.

Thank goodness.

She could go back to that place again.