Chapter 10: The Knight Says Female Knights Are the Best (02)
"Where on earth did she learn this?"
Using her small body to stimulate me with her whole self, rather than swallowing me whole as she would with a slime, she deliberately rubbed her soft body against mine, stimulating me in a completely different way.
Moreover, just the fact that her body had become a bit more refined was enough to excite me immensely. When I could no longer hold back, she spread her squishy arms wide and embraced the tip of me tightly.
With a bubbling sound, the semen I released spurted onto her chest.
The force was so intense that the white foam infiltrated her chest and spread throughout her body. Still holding tightly to my tip, she made sure not a single drop escaped.
When my release ended and I began to lose strength, she finally let go of my tip.
My semen remained visible within her translucent chest.
It seemed I had built up quite a bit recently, as her chest swelled noticeably from the volume she absorbed. Realizing I was staring blankly at her chest, she pressed it herself, squeezing it gently.
From the end of her protrusion, my semen leaked out like milk from a nipple. This both stunned and amused me, and before I knew it, my exhausted "spear" was ready for battle again.
"I only meant to go once..."
Perhaps understanding my words, she shrank back with a disappointed expression.
"But since your flat chest has swelled, shouldn't I enjoy that feeling too?"
At that, she smiled brightly and began rubbing her body against me again. Seeing her , I entrusted myself to her once more.
'If I overdo it, I'll be tired tomorrow...'
But seeing her so happy, how could I possibly refuse?
Five rounds are unbelievably exhausting.
If I weren’t young and hadn’t undergone knight training to build up stamina, I might have died of exhaustion.
'Where does she learn these things?'
She spends all day in her water bottle, only coming out when I feed her semen. Yet every time, she evolves to be even more sensual and erotic.
Furthermore, the bottle used to be filled only halfway, but now it's almost full. I'm starting to worry that it might overflow someday.
"You're still awake?"
"You're still going at it?"
Looking at my exhausted expression, Dane greeted me with dark circles under his eyes. Beneath his bed were dozens of crumpled sheets of paper.
"Don’t tell me you wrote a letter but couldn’t hold back your urges."
"I’m not crazy enough to do that in the dorm like you."
"Because of that one succubus, my social reputation is in ruins."
Being mocked by someone like Dane? What a humiliation.
"Ugh... How do I write this letter..."
"Keep it simple. You’re not a poet, and the recipient is a knight. Something straightforward and honest would be better."
At my advice, Dane seemed inspired and began writing fluently with his quill.
- I’m very interested in women. So, I think I like you. -
"I take back what I said. You absolutely need to put all your effort into writing this letter!"
If this kind of letter gets sent, it’s over.
"Even an orc or ogre would write a better letter than this!"
"Ugh... But my brain just won’t cooperate!"
"Then give up on the letter."
"No, I can’t give up."
Ah, this stubborn fool...
"Fine, just write your honest feelings. Sometimes being blunt works better."
"My honest feelings..."
At my suggestion, Dane picked up his quill and wrote effortlessly again.
I immediately smacked his hard head with the water bottle I was holding.
"If you send this, female knights will climb over the walls with swords in hand! Blow out your candle and go to sleep!"
"Ugh... I guess I just can’t do it with letters..."
He wasn’t great with words, either.
While I tried to get some sleep, Dane kept struggling with his letter all night. When morning came, he finally held up a completed one-page letter with a proud smile.
"It’s a secret, but I’ll let you see it."
With tired eyes but a face full of anticipation, he showed me the letter. The first three lines were just a straightforward self-introduction.
‘At least this won’t get him insulted.’
I didn’t bother reading further and simply returned it with a comment that it was fine. He then somehow procured a fancy envelope to place it in.
After skimming through morning training, we headed to the back gate at lunch, nervousness plastered on our faces.
"Here, this is a letter I wrote all night. Please take it."
Dane awkwardly handed over the letter, and a pale hand reached out to accept it.
"Oh my, the envelope is pretty... Who is this for?"
"Let’s just say it’s a letter for everyone. Haha!"
For some reason, his hearty laughter was incredibly annoying.
While the letter was being opened, a suffocating silence flowed from beyond the wall.
To break this awkward situation, there was nothing better than a cute animal.
"Do you all know this?"
I tilted my canteen to bring out Mollang. As soon as she appeared, she transformed back into a small humanoid form, clinging to my hand. I showed Mollang to the female knights through a small gap in the wall.
But just as she crossed the gap, Mollang suddenly turned into a blob and slipped out of my hand. In a panic, I grabbed Her and pulled Her back into my arms.
After returning to me, Mollang transformed back into her humanoid form.
She waved her arms angrily at me as if protesting. I couldn’t understand why Mollang, who usually listened well, was acting up now.
Meanwhile, the female knights, holding Dane’s letter, whispered amongst themselves in voices too low for us to hear. After about five minutes of silence, they finally gave their response.
'What? Did Dane’s letter, which he stayed up all night writing, actually work?'
Normally, women love cute pets, so I hadn’t prepared anything else. Now, the female knights were talking amongst themselves about Dane’s letter.
"I’ll give you an answer tomorrow."
And surprisingly, Dane’s letter worked on the female knights.
As I listened to the sound of their footsteps retreating beyond the wall, I asked Dane.
"What did you even write?"
"I just wrote with all my heart about how awesome and handsome I am as a knight! Hahaha!"
As Dane succeeded in confessing to the female knights and I ended up being sidelined without even speaking to them, I felt my pride take a hit.
'Still, for two people to read and deeply ponder his letter... how well did he write it?'
The first three lines I remember went something like, "I am Dane, the tallest, broadest, and strongest among the trainee knights. As a knight, I believe that’s something to boast about."
Sure, adding a bit of exaggeration and bragging is fine, but could his genuine confidence have won them over?
I had relied on Mollang, but She betrayed me at the crucial moment.
"Why did you do that?"
I poked Her with my finger, but Mollang angrily turned her head and returned to the canteen on her own.
But considering a slime’s average intelligence, jealousy didn’t seem plausible.
"Anyway, congratulations. You succeeded with a letter."
As Dane laughed proudly, I begrudgingly congratulated him. It was like witnessing the miracle of a slime doing math—worthy of pure admiration.
Delivering letters takes time. After finishing the day’s tasks, we waited for a reply, which would come the next day or later.
"Starting tomorrow, we’ll be training with the female knights."
The trainee knights roared so loudly that the old building of the training camp seemed to shake.
"Female knights! Female knights! Female knights!!"
‘No wonder the walls are so thick…’
If the walls weren’t high and sturdy enough, these guys might have just burst through them.
"Don’t get too excited. Even though they’re female knights, most of them just look like us in armor with long hair."
Despite the senior knight’s cold, realistic assessment, the trainee knights continued to cheer for the female knights.
"What kind of training are we doing with them?"
"It’s the same as the joint training we do with other knight orders. A few representatives will spar first, and then we’ll proceed with integrated training."
The trainee knights were brimming with fiery energy. Judging by their excitement, you’d think each of them was a Sword Master, eager to show off their skills to the female knights during the joint training.
While everyone else was hyped, I alone felt bewildered by the suddenly charged atmosphere.
The next day, we left the training camp for the grand training grounds within the Magic Knight Order.
"Are those the female knights?"
The senior knights tried to control the crowd, but there was no stopping them.
We arrived next to about 30 female knights, and…
It was rude, but most of the trainee knights wore disappointed expressions as they looked at the female knights. Their excitement turned into unfulfilled expectations.
‘There’s no humans…?’
There wasn’t a single pure human female knight.
Among the 34 female knights, 20 were orcs or half-orcs. There were no pure humans, just various non-human or mixed-blood female knights.
The most shocking was a dwarf female knight in gleaming armor. Her chest plate was adorned with carved details, and her braided beard swung under her chin. The collective thought of the trainee knights was clear.
The half-orcs, with their wild charm, seemed acceptable after a while. But the dwarves? No.
"Didn’t I tell you not to get your hopes up?"
The senior knight calmly explained as we trainee knights sank into despair at the reality of the female knights.
"In today’s world, who would willingly take on the grueling job of being a female knight? Only those confident in their physicality or with a passion for physical labor would choose it."
Even we faced a general avoidance of physical labor.
In the past, the Magic Knight Order attracted over a thousand candidates per cohort, carefully selecting the best. But now, our cohort barely started with 150.
‘How could there not be a single human?’