Chapter 13: Rose-Colored Future (*)

Many Hero Chevaliers are said to exhaust their lifespans roughly ten years after graduating the academy. But this doesn’t accurately reflect reality. Because the way Hero Chevaliers burn out their lives differs wildly.

First type: those whose lifespans end two or three years after graduation. Most naturally go into heat once a week, four or five times a month. They carry roughly twice the life force of normal people. Yet on the battlefield they gulped aphrodisiacs almost daily at insane frequency, so they burned out in two or three years.

Second type: those whose lifespans end around ten years after graduation. Most naturally go into heat once every three days, about ten times a month. Fewer aphrodisiacs, naturally longer-lived… for a Hero Chevalier.

A tiny handful with only twice normal life force still reach ten years. Most is luck, but a sliver supplemented their lacking life force with wisdom, read the battle flow perfectly, and slashed aphrodisiac use dramatically. Prime example: Paul Shurisupu, nicknamed “Sloth Slowus Hero Chevalier.” He only went into heat three times a month, life force barely above a commoner’s, yet they say he was a genius at reading the moment.

Strong life force means longer life, no question. But wisdom can keep a Hero Chevalier alive too. And if he has both strong life force and wisdom, lasting beyond ten years is entirely possible.

Three days after Kaito’s party marched out toward Luca’s settlement for field training, Hero Chevalier “Walter Wackenheim” and his partner Saint Knight Paladin “Gratina Wackenheim,” back from Kabachi Plains, stood in audience before the king.

Beside King Philip IV on the throne, Prime Minister Rubin Verstein spoke the usual pretty phrases.

“You have performed your duty of national defense admirably. His Majesty is most pleased. With winter the Empire has withdrawn. No invasion for several months. Both of you, rest your spirits and prepare for the battles to come.”

The two kneeling bowed their heads and accepted the words. Philip IV said nothing, just yawned. Outside the palace they rode their carriage home. Inside, Gratina spat.

“Every single audience makes me wanna puke. Thinking how many comrades died for that brain-dead king…”

Gratina, called the kingdom’s strongest Saint Knight Paladin, had brown skin and silver hair from half-barbarian blood. Yet her stunning face, seductive body, fierce personality and matching strength made her insanely popular among the kingdom’s women.

“Tina. I get your gripe, but keep it here. Who knows who’s listening. This time the enemy was a total wimp. Just stared each other down.”

“Yeah, the Empire’s second prince. Big brother Austro Tolmakia was nasty, but little brother’s nothing. Would be great if the little brother became emperor instead.”

“Emperor Ziltania’s a decent ruler. He won’t do something stupid like deposing the crown prince.”

Walter Wackenheim, thirty-eight this year, the oldest Hero Chevalier in the kingdom. Nearly two meters tall, strong life force that sent him into heat once every three days, cold eyes that read the battlefield and perfect timing. Called a “living legend,” but at home a gentle husband who adored his wife. Seeing his beloved’s beautiful face tighten, Walter changed the subject.

“Royal capital’s getting cold soon. How about Ryune’s villa? Relax, eat all the southern fruit and sweets you love.”

“Sounds perfect. This place suffocates me. Let’s chill in the south. And forget war… I want you to fuck me senseless…”

His wife climbed onto his lap. Nearly twenty years since academy graduation, yet her beauty unchanged. He pulled her slim waist close and kissed her. Tonight he’d definitely go into heat.

Kaito’s party left Luca’s settlement and, right on schedule, reached the spring they planned as evening rest by dusk. Shouldn’t be on any map, yet two other parties were already there. They’d taken it easy with plenty of breaks but still caught up.

“You guys didn’t stop at the stream?”

A tired-looking first-year Hero Chevalier candidate asked. Kaito nodded.

“Brought extra water, came straight. Lucky we hit this spring.”

“Yeah. Not on the map. We stopped at the stream, but it sucked. Said forty minutes, took over an hour. Got lost halfway. Barely made it. Sorry, can you show us where we are?”

Kaito hid his inner disbelief, took the offered map and pointed. When the guy realized they hadn’t advanced much, he sighed.

“Just day one, we’ll catch up. Gotta set camp, later.”

Back with his group, Elsa whispered.

“What’d he want?”

Kaito shrugged and chuckled.

“Lost track of where they were. Couldn’t ignore him, so I told him.”

“Unbelievable. Not even day one. Hanging with you, Kaito, everyone else looks like idiots.”

“Yeah. Is Kaito amazing, or are they just dumb…”

Kaito shook his head at Elsa and Sasha.

“You only say that because you’re comparing. Take this map. Academy instructors suddenly fed us ‘lies’? We were used to being spoon-fed. Asking people to doubt is harsh.”

“But Kaito doubted. You checked yourself, got real info. You really are different.”

“Not talent. Sense of responsibility. I’m not a candidate anymore. I’m a Hero Chevalier who lives on the battlefield. I’m thinking hard so the three Saint Knight Paladins don’t suffer. Even now I’m planning how to make you all think this training was easy once we reach Ryune.”

“Yeah, Kaito’s great. Then I’ll work as a Saint Knight Paladin too. When Kaito goes into heat, I’ll handle it.”

“W-wait, Sasha! That’s…”

“It’s fine. Even without fucking, mouth or hands work. I’ll suck you off.”

Sasha looked up at him and opened her tiny mouth. Kaito sighed. She looked like a child. Chest almost flat, probably no hair down there either. Ripe women were his favorite, but unripe fruit was just hard and bitter.

“Everyone, let’s set up camp. Sun’s almost down.”

Roksane cut in perfectly. Ignoring Sasha, Kaito started unpacking.

After talking with the other parties, the three Hero Chevaliers would rotate fire-watch. Forest camp. Better safe, someone on guard. Three-hour shifts each. Kaito first.

“Yare yare. Can’t fuck Roksane while camping. One week of holding it… impossible.”

He figured he’d jerk off while pissing. Stepped a little away, took a leak, then started stroking his half-hard cock.

“Kaito…”

Sudden voice. He jumped, shoved his cock back in, spun around. In the twilight, Sasha stood there.

“You’re… in heat?”

“Ah, no…”

Sasha stepped close, stared at his crotch. Saw the bulge, nodded.

“I’ll take care of it. Stay standing…”

She dropped into a half-crouch and tugged his pants down.

“H-hey, Sasha.”

“It’s fine. Book said how to make a man cum. Mouth feels best…”

Normal men go into heat only two or three times a month. Women study every sex trick in books to milk every drop and raise pregnancy odds. Sasha learned from her mom’s book. She gripped his half-hard cock with her small hand. They’d only wiped with wet cloths for days, no baths. Today they marched all day, still dirty. He’d just pissed. Sasha didn’t care at all.

“This is male scent… Kaito’s scent…”

She leaned in. Tiny tongue flicked out, chiro chiro licking the tip like a cat. Kaito’s cock swelled instantly.

“Wow… way bigger than Papa’s…”

He vaguely wondered how she knew her father’s size, but pleasure shut his brain off. A beautiful girl who looked eleven or twelve, cheeks faintly pink, servicing his cock with total focus. She licked every speck of white smegma from the ridge, sucked up every drop of clear precum.

“Right now I’m Kaito’s Saint Knight Paladin… If my Hero Chevalier is in heat, it’s my job to take it all…”

Small right hand pumping his shaft, left hand gently massaging his balls.

“All this built up… let it all out in my mouth…”

She stretched her little mouth wide and swallowed him. Teeth grazed, he groaned. Sasha closed her eyes, careful not to scrape, and started bobbing. Tongue swirling the head inside, taking him to the back of her throat.

Kaito felt twisted pleasure. He’d heard some men had “that fetish.” Only got hard for little girls. Ripe fruit was his thing; green fruit should taste bitter. But right now, watching this beautiful girl carefully lick his dirty cock, he got it. He felt excitement he’d never known.

“Kaito, feels good?”

Kaito nodded, stroked her hair. No penetration. This was the edge of acceptable. He’d indulge her kindness.

“Sasha, it feels amazing. Sorry, can I cum like this?”

“Yeah. This mouth exists for Kaito to cum in. Use me, empty everything…”

Leaning on the tree, receiving the beautiful girl’s mouth. Petting Sasha’s head, Kaito focused only on release. He wanted to dirty this innocent girl’s mouth. Soon the urge surged from his feet.

“Sasha! Cumming!”

“Nn!”

She took him to the ridge, tightened her lips kyuu, tongue flicking the tip. Kaito gripped her head with both hands and erupted.

“Funnn…!”

Thick white spurts. The young girl’s mouth couldn’t hold it; her cheeks puffed instantly. Pota pota overflowed from the corners. Sasha tried swallowing desperately but the volume won. When the flood finally stopped she pulled off.

“Huu… hyuuge… so muuuch…”

“Sasha, open and show me…”

She lifted her face, opened wide. The tiny mouth brimmed with thick white lava. He’d violated this beautiful girl’s mouth. Kaito stroked her cheek.

“Keep it open, swirl your tongue, taste it good…”

“Hyaa… hyes…”

Mouth wide, she stirred the cum with her tongue for him to watch.

“Good. Swallow.”

“Nnn!”

Throat worked, gulping every drop. Tears at the corners of her eyes. Kaito felt immoral thrill and raw lust. His cock hadn’t softened at all. Sasha grabbed it expressionlessly.

“Kaito… still so hard…”

“Yeah. One time doesn’t do it for me. Sasha, sorry, can I use your mouth again?”

“Yeah. Anytime…”

The beautiful girl opened her mouth once more.

A little distance away, someone watched the young Saint Knight Paladin’s blowjob. Elsa. She’d come looking because they were late and stumbled on the scene.

“W-what… you two, since when…”

…Right now I’m Kaito’s Saint Knight Paladin…

Sasha’s faint words reached her. They pinned Elsa in place. She knew Kaito’s life force was strong. But in this training it tormented him. Best way to handle a man in heat is to make him cum. These past days Kaito moved for all three of them. Elsa had started respecting him, even feeling grateful. So she couldn’t burst out now. Yelling would only ruin it.

“That thing… that thing’s gonna go inside me…”

Sex knowledge was drilled in Saint Knight classes. Without it they couldn’t use their power. She thought she knew what a cock looked like from drawings. But seeing it real, even just oral, confused and excited her.

“Pinned by those strong arms… clothes ripped apart… legs forced open against my will… and then, and then…”

Elsa muttered fantasies, thighs rubbing together. Her pussy burned. Craving cock. No need to wonder whose. While peeping, her left hand had slipped between her legs without her noticing.

Next morning at breakfast Sasha spoke to Elsa and Roksane.

“Elsa. You were peeping yesterday.”

“Bwofuu!”

Elsa sprayed soup. Sasha ignored the bright-red protesting girl and turned to Roksane.

“Roksane. I know you and Kaito are special. But Roksane alone can’t handle Kaito. So Elsa and I will help.”

“W-wait Sasha! What the hell! Roksane and Kaito special…”

“Roksane already mated with Kaito. She manifested her power. Kaito tried to treat us fair, but the air between him and Roksane isn’t candidate-to-candidate anymore. It’s man-woman.”

“………”

Roksane stayed silent. Kaito set his plate down.

“You noticed. Yeah. I named Roksane my Saint Knight Paladin. Proposed, she accepted. We mated, she awakened. After training I planned to announce it. Sorry for hiding it.”

Sasha nodded quietly. Elsa turned scarlet, mouth opening and closing.

“M-mated… means…”

“Yes. I’m not a virgin anymore. I gave it to Kaito-san. My power is wind control… wind magic.”

Roksane spoke with calm dignity, nothing like her usual shy self. Even if it was bravado, Kaito liked the change. Roksane then asked Sasha.

“So, Sasha-san, you said you’d handle Kaito-san?”

Gentle face, unsmiling eyes. To Roksane, Kaito was irreplaceable. No thieving cats allowed. That pressure was there.

“Don’t misunderstand. We’ll only handle him during training. No full sex. Just mouth and hands, like last night…”

“Mouth and hands…”

Roksane said nothing, turned to Kaito and smiled sweetly. I haven’t done that. If mouth and hands are fine, why not let me first? Her eyes said it all. Kaito scratched his head, half-smiling.

“Six days left. Roksane alone can’t handle Kaito. His life force isn’t normal. Cums once and stays rock hard. Handling him tires the girl too. So we rotate.”

“W-wait! Why me too!”

Bright-red Elsa got Sasha’s flat, expressionless reply.

“Lying to yourself is bad. Elsa, you want it too. Yesterday you fingered yourself watching us. Right now you’re dying to rub your cheek on Kaito’s cock and beg ‘please use this cunt for relief.’”

“I don’t! Yesterday you two were doing… doing that…”

Voice trailed off, head dropped. Apparently she really had masturbated. Roksane sighed.

“Elsa’s feelings aside, what does Kaito want? I’ll respect your will.”

Kaito pretended to hesitate. His decision was already set.

“Water resupply tomorrow noon. Loads heavier, gonna suck, but we close the gap in one push. Day after we catch the lead group.”

Breakfast done, they set out. Water resupply meant zigzagging. Kaito planned to ignore every stop and head straight for the first checkpoint. Each carried two water skins for a day and a half, cramming half a day’s worth in one go.

“That means more short breaks. Marching is just travel to the fight. Getting exhausted before battle is stupid.”

The three Saint Knights now trusted Kaito’s calls completely. About “tonight” too, everyone but one agreed.

“Tonight I’ll handle Kaito. Start with mouth and hands, okay.”

Sasha going first again clearly annoyed her. Tonight he’d make her scream. Elsa mumbled red-faced, but Sasha warned Roksane.

“Roksane, you get it but Kaito isn’t normal. One Saint Knight can’t take everything. Kaito can handle multiple Saint Knights without drugs. After training, when we announce, you should recruit second and third.”

Said so seriously, Roksane had to consider it. What if her period came? Guy went into heat daily and never satisfied with one load. Monopolizing him would stop him reaching full Hero Chevalier power. Roksane worried, thought, then decided.

“If Kaito-san wants… I’m fine with a second, third Saint Knight Paladin…”

Roksane gasped the words into Kaito’s ear while riding him. The man who’d already cum twice down her throat and on her tits stayed rock hard, buried inside for round three. Back against a tree, both her legs held high. Standing, he thrust up, devouring her dripping pussy. Clinging to his neck, melting in pleasure, Roksane thought.

(From now on I’ll be fucked by this man forever. I can feel this every night. But one woman can’t handle his life force. Then it’s fine to share with others…)

“But, but I have to be first! Kaito-san’s number one, Kaito-san’s wife is only meeee!”

“Yeah, you’re first. First Saint Knight Paladin and my only legal wife. Roksane, you’re really the best wife. So stop calling me Kaito-san. You’re my wife now.”

“Haaaah! So happy! You! Youuuuu!”

Kaito’s words made her body and heart clench. Pussy tightened, hips rolled harder. Begging for his seed. Wonderful reaction. Kaito narrowed his eyes. After training, no more hiding. He could ravage this perfect body every night. Once a week he’d devour Claire’s ripe cunt. Weekends as male prostitute, fucking noble ladies for connections and cash. Not wasteful. Surrounding multiple Saint Knights needed money, and jealousy. Those prostitute contacts would pay off later. His mouth curved into a grin. Future looked rose-colored.

“Roksane! Cumming!”

He flooded his future wife’s womb with thick white cum. Her lower belly looked ready to swell. Even after the massive load he stayed hard. Three times should calm him, but the rosy future had him fired up.

“Roksane… still not enough. Want to eat you more…”

“Don’t hold back. I’m your wife…”

Lips met again. He started devouring her once more. Next load would finally settle him. That’s what he thought.