Chapter 10: First Paladin (※)

The Velos Great Theocracy, located southwest of the Holy Felcis Kingdom, is a religious state with the Velos faith as its state religion. The Pope stands as supreme ruler, and the cardinals run the nation. Every major city has a Velos temple where the high priest also serves as mayor.

“The Empire has withdrawn from the Kabachi Plains, and the Kingdom has pulled its forces back in response. Including minor skirmishes, there were a dozen or so clashes this year, but casualties on both sides are noticeably lighter than last year.”

Early December at the Velos Grand Cathedral in the holy seat “Rugran,” the Pope and cardinals held their monthly Supreme Council meeting. For two centuries the Theocracy had profited by exploiting clashes between the great powers. If the Kingdom and Empire ever made a real truce, donations would plummet. After the report, the cardinals began to confer.

“The Empire suffered a poor winter-wheat harvest, so national strength is down. This early retreat was probably meant to squeeze out a little more yield next year. The Kingdom, meanwhile, had an average harvest. If things stay like this, the number of battles next year may drop even further.”

“Compared to Emperor Ziltania, King Johannes is downright dim-witted. The Empire should hold a bigger advantage, but even we can’t control how the crops turn out.”

“The Kingdom has plenty of domestic troubles, but overall it’s prosperous. To create an opening for the Empire we need to weaken the Kingdom a little more.”

“The more both nations bleed, the more we expand. To spread Goddess Velos’s teachings across the world and become the pillar of people’s hearts, we must first sink deeper into the Kingdom and Empire.”

“But how do we weaken the Kingdom? The Theocracy cannot act openly.”

“One reason the Kingdom can hold the Empire back is the number of Chevaliers. They produce fifty Paladins and Chevaliers every year because their population is large and heroes are born easily. Reduce the number of heroes and the Kingdom weakens as a result. We have one idea. The Royal Knight Academy holds its marching training every year at this time. There…”

For the past three days Kaito had been seducing Roksane. When he told her straight-faced “I want to be your Chevalier,” her face flushed scarlet and she faltered. Roksane didn’t think much of her own looks. She even felt inferior about her huge breasts. Today too, behind the school building where no one could see, Kaito was working on her again.

“Um… why me? Kaito-san, you’re already getting perfect Chevalier grades. There are so many prettier girls, girls who look stronger than me…”

Her black hair and round glasses were nothing special by normal standards. But normal standards didn’t apply to Kaito. Cute, slightly timid Roksane was more than enough to stir a man’s sadistic heart. He reached out with both hands and slipped off her round glasses.

“Ah…”

The moment the glasses came off the atmosphere changed. Her eyes were large and gentle, lips a soft cherry pink. An adorable, truly beautiful face.

“See? Just as I thought. Roksane, you’re really pretty. A beauty.”

“N-no… that’s not true…”

The beautiful girl turned bright red and looked down in embarrassment. Kaito could no longer hold back. Her adorable face contrasted sharply with the body below her neck, a body made solely to please males. He planted a hand on the wall and brought his lips close.

“Ah… ah…”

Their lips met. Roksane accepted him, flustered but willing. He slid his hands around her waist and held her tight. When their mouths finally parted she looked dazed.

“Roksane, we’re partners. Let’s become Paladin and Chevalier together.”

With his hands on her waist pulling her close, Roksane could no longer refuse.

“Yes…”

They kissed again.

The night before the marching training departure, Roksane secretly visited Kaito’s room. It was the day after their first kiss. His room at the end of the first floor was hidden by hedges, hard to spot. She opened the wooden window and climbed in with a rope ladder.

“Kaito-san… tomorrow is finally departure day? On such an important night…”

“That’s exactly why I wanted you here, Roksane. I want to perform the ritual.”

With those words he pushed her onto the bed. Lips met again. Roksane was startled but did not resist. Paladin and Chevalier would end up like this sooner or later. They kissed for a long while before pulling apart, a single silver strand of saliva connecting their mouths.

“Kaito-san…”

“Roksane, is it okay?”

She gave a small nod. Like carefully untying a tight knot, Kaito slowly stripped Roksane. When he removed the cloth supporting her large breasts, the ripe fruit spilled out with a plop. Kaito let out an admiring sigh.

“Just as I thought. Your body is incredible, Roksane…”

“S-so embarrassing…”

She covered her chest and rolled face-down on the bed. Without touching the last piece yet, Kaito stripped too. His crotch was already rock-hard and throbbing. He pressed against her back, licked her nape, gently bit her earlobe. The hard thing poked her and Roksane asked without turning around.

“Are you in heat today?”

“I’m in heat today too. I’m like this every day.”

“Every day…”

Roksane’s tightly closed arms loosened. He quickly slipped a hand in and cupped the attractive fruit he had wanted since the day they met. Roksane twitched but did not resist.

“Since the first time I saw you I’ve been thinking about it. I want these breasts of yours to be mine alone…”

“I hate these breasts. They’re too big and heavy…”

Kaito began to knead them slowly, checking their elasticity. The feel was completely different from anything before and he was moved. Until now he had only known women in their thirties. Those were rich, soft breasts that swallowed fingers whole. But Roksane’s had springy resilience inside the softness. Like the difference between a fully ripened fruit and one picked fresh. The smooth skin that clung to his palms and the poyo-poyo bounce were addictive.

“Amazing… better than I imagined. Your breasts look so delicious, Roksane.”

Whispered right in her ear while he teased her chest, Roksane was laid on her back and no longer hid her breasts. He massaged both mounds in circles, savoring the sweet sensation. He pinched the hardening tips between his fingers and stimulated them.

“Nn… ah…”

Roksane began to let out sweet breaths. He buried his face in her cleavage, rubbing his cheeks against the springy flesh, then sucked noisily. He nibbled and licked the pale cherry tips, never forgetting to stimulate the other with his fingers. He planned to enjoy both sides thoroughly.

“Kaito-san… Kaito-san…”

Roksane trembled with her eyes closed. Her skin flushed cherry pink. She was clearly feeling it. From his experience as a male whore he knew female flesh only grew more delicious the more it felt. This was his first taste of “fresh virgin meat.” He wanted to let the flavor build before devouring. He spent time lovingly caressing the fruit. He kissed her again, ran his tongue along her neck, collarbone, shoulder, armpit, and down her side. Roksane’s body was magnificent. Despite the shockingly large breasts her waist was tightly cinched. A faint layer of fat on the toned belly looked utterly tasty. He even pushed his tongue into her navel. Roksane had already climaxed several times.

“Really incredible. Roksane…”

“Kaito-san… I-I’m already weird…”

Everything was new and she looked lost. Kaito stroked her cheek to reassure her.

“It’s okay. I’m not a virgin. Leave everything to me.”

“Yes… please be gentle…”

She whispered and closed her eyes. Kaito unconsciously wiped his mouth. The thought of devouring the meat before him made drool well up. But it wasn’t quite ripe yet. He reached between her legs.

Nchu…

Even through the cloth he could tell she was soaked. He gently stroked the clearly outlined slit. The fabric dulled the stimulation, yet Roksane cried out in pleasure. When he pinched the small bump above the slit her voice grew even clearer. While savoring her breasts he kept up the careful stimulation. Overwhelmed by unknown pleasure, Roksane panted hard.

“Now…”

Kaito stroked her right leg. He ran his tongue from calf to thigh, then gently bit the inner thigh. Naturally Roksane opened her legs. The scent of nectar stirred his appetite. He sucked over the cloth.

“Hiiiyuuun!”

She pressed his head with both hands and tried to close her legs, but his grip on her thighs held firm.

“No good. I want to taste more of Roksane…”

He sucked the nectar again. The untouched, fragrant flower garden gushed honey steadily for Kaito. He savored it to his heart’s content. From nose to mouth his face glistened with nectar.

“Now directly…”

He hooked the last piece of cloth. He untied the string at her waist and peeled the thin fabric aside. The never-before-seen flower garden slowly revealed itself. Roksane’s lower belly was neatly shaved.

“This is Roksane’s… beautiful. Pale pink and completely untainted.”

He slid his tongue up from the base of her inner thigh, carefully licked the surrounding folds, toyed with the swollen nub, then pushed his tongue into the spreading flower. Roksane convulsed again and again, grabbing Kaito’s head. While ravaging the garden he kneaded her breasts with both hands. He sucked her nectar for so long even he was amazed. Finally satisfied, he rose. Roksane lay limp, ravaged by ecstasy, staring at him with a lost expression.

“Kai…to…san…”

He pressed his painfully swollen heat against her garden. The tip, slick with precum, slid up and down her slit.

“I’m taking your virginity, Roksane? After this you’ll be my woman.”

Roksane looked straight at him and gave a firm nod.

“Yes. I offer my virginity to you, Kaito-san. Please make me… your woman…”

He slowly pushed his hips forward. A squish feeling of something tearing. Roksane gripped the sheets with both hands and endured the invader.

“Nn… nnnn!”

He reached the deepest part. They were fully connected.

“Uwaa… so tight…”

The taste was completely different from any woman he had devoured before. Like an unripe green fruit. Hard and gripping him vise-tight. Roksane kept her mouth clamped shut and eyes closed, bearing the pain.

“…Roksane, does it hurt?”

“Y-yes… it hurts…”

“Sorry. Let’s stay like this for a while. It should get better.”

He stayed still, bodies pressed together. He stroked her forehead and kissed her. After a little while the feel of her flesh changed. The meat that had been only hard gradually softened. And it began to give him incredible pleasure. The walls hugged him skin-tight from base to tip, wriggling like a living thing. Roksane’s pain seemed to fade; her body relaxed. She gazed at him with moist eyes.

“Roksane, does it still hurt?”

“No… it’s a little numb but I’m okay. More importantly, h-how is it? Does it feel good for you, Kaito-san?”

“Yeah, it’s the best. You squeeze so perfectly, it feels amazing.”

“I’m glad… I was worried you might not like it.”

The brave tears in Roksane’s eyes made Kaito lose control. He kissed her, gazing into her eyes.

“I won’t let you go, Roksane… you’re mine, my woman alone.”

Roksane happily wrapped her arms around his neck. The garden that had accepted him showed sweet response. Time to start devouring. Kaito thought.

“Roksane, can I move? I want to taste more of you.”

“Yes… savor me slowly, thoroughly. Eat me until you’re fully satisfied, Kaito-san.”

At those words Kaito dropped all restraint. He kissed her and declared.

“Yeah. Itadakimasu.”

“Please, enjoy.”

He began to thrust. He ground into the still-firm female flesh like he was scraping it. With every stroke the meat softened and flavor deepened. Pleasure seemed to overtake pain for Roksane too; she sang out beautiful cries.

“Fuck… better than I imagined. So fucking delicious, Roksane!”

He lifted both her legs for deeper connection. The beautiful girl’s face lost in pleasure even as her virginity was taken, the fresh fruit bouncing tapun tapun with each thrust, the flower garden overflowing with jupu jupu nectar, and her sweet female moans… a perfect view.

“Kaito-san! Kaito-san!…”

Roksane reached out with both hands. Kaito released her legs and dove onto her breasts. While thrusting he devoured the swaying fruit.

“Something’s coming… a big one, a really big one…”

The premonition of climax rose in both of them. They clung tight, kissing. He had no intention of pulling out. He would pour into the “pure womb” no one had ever dirtied. Roksane arched her back and let out the loudest voice yet.

“Haaaaaaaah!!”

“Kuuuuh!”

At the same moment he gave one final thrust and stopped. Scorching lava invaded her cervix. Burned from within, Roksane came hard. Twitch twitch convulsions. Kaito let out a deep breath of satisfaction.

“Nooo… Kaito-san… I’m going to break…”

Even after fully devouring her magnificent body, Kaito did not go soft after just one round. He waited for Roksane to calm, then started again. This time he held her and they connected in a sitting position. Roksane had heard a man could only do it once, so she offered her body obediently despite her confusion. The upward thrusts gave a completely different stimulation, a new flavor.

“It’s okay. You’re already perfectly used to me. You can feel it, right?”

“Yes… it feels so good…”

“Your pussy here has learned my shape. Now you’re mine exclusively.”

“Exclusively… yes, I’m Kaito-san’s exclusive. So eat me more, more…”

He stroked the head of the clinging Paladin and thrust again. While thrusting he figured he could manage another two or three rounds. Kaito’s appetite showed no sign of waning.

Hyururu… The sound of wind woke him. Thin daylight leaked through the window curtain. When he looked over, Roksane was already awake. She held her right hand out, concentrating. The air stirred and a small whirlwind spun in her palm. Magic.

“Surprised me. So that’s a Paladin’s power.”

“Good morning, Kaito-san. Yes, this is the wind magic that manifested between you and me as Paladin and Chevalier. I’ve only tested it a little…”

“Amazing. If you can control wind the usefulness is huge. For example, blow wind toward the enemy while shooting fire arrows. Blow away arrows the enemy fires with a strong gust… It’ll be useful on land or sea, any situation.”

“But then I’d be forcing you to…”

“Hm? Not forcing at all? Proof…”

When Kaito sat up his lower half stood proudly erect. Roksane turned red and looked away.

“Geez! First thing in the morning! Today is the departure day for marching training, so don’t be in heat!”

Kaito hugged her from behind as she faced away.

“Yesterday was the best. I’m so lucky. I got an amazing woman like Roksane…”

“Please treasure me, okay?”

Roksane turned and they kissed.

Before the marching training began, the Headmistress gave a short address. Nothing special. She spoke of the training’s purpose and expressed hope for growth as Paladins and Chevaliers. Then came the practical announcements. The planned route and so on.

“Before training starts we will distribute marching funds to each of you. The amount is five gold coins, five thousand krone. During this training you may use this money however you like.”

The students instantly buzzed at the amount. Most looked delighted. Elsa was squealing “That’s five months of my allowance!” But beside her Sasha tilted her head. A few others also seemed doubtful. Among them only Kaito nodded as if convinced. His earlier worry had become certainty. Roksane asked in a small voice.

“Kaito-san, what do you think?”

“…Let’s talk during the march. Not good to say here.”

“Yeah. Like Kaito said. This is probably a trap. But we’re the only ones who need to know.”

They spoke so softly no one around heard. Each received their gold coins and the joint first-and-second-year marching training began. It was December 8th.