Harem Castle: Chapter 1 - Farewell, My Distant Days

“Come at me harder!”

With that sharp shout, a wooden sword spun like a windmill and flew into the clear blue sky.

The Ishtar Kingdom was one of the fortress city-states on the west side of the continent and this was a training ground on the outskirts of the royal capital.

After falling onto his butt, a knight apprentice boy watched his lost weapon fly away.

Once he saw it land with a dry thunk, he hesitantly looked up and found a woman with long, dark brown hair and similarly colored eyes. She did not leave a single opening as she stood with a wooden sword in one hand.

She was incredibly tall for a woman. Long silver boots hugged her smooth legs, simple silver waist armor covered her hips, silver chest armor wrapped around her chest, and silver gauntlets protected her hands.

Her tense upper arms, thighs, and stomach were left boldly exposed by her revealing combat gear, but the seemingly defenseless areas were protected by magic jewels which meant the armor had no real weaknesses.

This mixture of functional beauty and aesthetic beauty was the ideal form of the light fighter type of female knight. She looked like a well-tempered saber and the nickname Silver War Goddess fit her perfectly.

However, her ferocious expression seemed out of place on delicate face with a prominent bridge of the nose and long slit-like eyes.

“Felix! Never let go of your weapon on the battlefield! And I don’t even know what to say about you blankly watching it go! Do you want to die!? Get back on your feet!”

The angry female knight’s name was Ursula and the boy was her servant.

A knight apprentice would act as their knight leader’s servant. While taking care of that knight, they would learn how to be a knight through the master’s everyday life. It was very much like a traditional master and apprentice relationship.

Currently, Felix was receiving personal training from this beautiful and dignified master.

The apprentice was unarmed when he hurriedly hopped to his feet, but his fierce master still sent her wooden sword out toward him.

The difference in strength was clear as day. And the boy had even less of a chance without his weapon. Nevertheless, she showed no sign of holding back.

The slender boy did his best to dodge, but the sword struck him all over and knocked him back down. Then she stomped on his face.

“You don’t get a break! The enemy on the battlefield won’t be as kind as me!”

The humiliation of having her foot on his cheek led the boy to brush aside the antelope-like leg and stand back up. But his body refused to listen.

An even less merciful barrage reached him. The poor creature pursued by a tigress fell yet again and just so happened to be within reach of his lost wooden sword.

Cornered, he let loose a desperate burst of strength. He was barely breathing, but he stood up with his weapon and made his best attack.

“Waaaahh!”

The wooden swords clacked together and the slender boy was thrown back to the ground.

Finally, his strength gave out.

His memories briefly cut out. The next thing he knew, he had an upside-down view of the dignified woman peering worriedly down at him.

“Are you okay?”

“…Yes.”

He did not often have a chance to look up at her face from between the cleavage of her large breasts, so it was a new experience for him. Given the soft sensation on the back of his head, he guessed he was resting on her lap.

That ultimate pillow felt nice, but she too had worked up a sweat during their intense training. He was strangely happy to be surrounded by the refreshing smell of her body.

“What is it?”

The apprentice had woken but still had a distant look in his eyes, so in stark contrast to before, the master smiled kindly and rubbed his cheek.

“I was just noticing how amazingly beautiful you are, Urs.”

“Wha-… Don’t be silly.”

When the knight apprentice boy blurted out his thoughts, the dauntless female knight’s eyebrows rose, showing a hint of embarrassment.

“And you need to address me as ‘knight leader’ right now.”

“Sorry.”

Ursula was about ten years older than him and they had known each other for a long time since they were both from royal knight families.

As an only child, Felix thought of her like an older sister and affectionately called her Urs. She returned the favor by calling him Feli Boy. Even after becoming knight and apprentice, they still used those pet names when alone.

“Okay! Sounds like you’re fine.”

The Silver War Goddess stuck her hands below his arms and pulled him to his feet.

Once they were facing each other, she crouched down to his eye level.

Her face had a transparent beauty as if it were made of crystal, so the adolescent boy’s heart naturally began to race when it moved this close.

Ursula smiled from so close their noses nearly touched.

“That last strike was good. Try to keep doing that.”

She tousled his hair.

“Let’s take a short break. Go wash your face.”

“Thank you!”

Now that he had permission, the battered boy turned his unsteady feet toward the stream running by the training ground.

It was early spring, so the sunlight felt warm and soft. Hawks flew through the sky, small fish swam through the stream, and frogs stood on the small rocks.

“Ow, ow. Urs really doesn’t hold back.”

He had no marks, scrapes, or bruises even after taking such a harsh beating, so Ursula had likely healed him with a magic jewel while he was unconscious.

She had likely been holding back just enough to make sure he was never injured too badly for a magic jewel to heal.

Still, his muscles were screaming after being pushed to their limits.

He stuck a hand in the cold water, washed his face, and dried it with a towel he had carried over. He casually looked into the distance and spotted a luxurious carriage of gold on white.

Wondering what this was, he leaned his exhausted body on a tree and enjoyed the floral scent carried on the breeze. As he watched, two women stepped out of the carriage.

One wore a dark red dress and the other wore a dark blue dress that was almost black.

The red one seemed to be in charge because the other remained half a step behind.

However, neither was the master of the carriage. After all, they both wore white hair decorations and frilly aprons. In other words, they wore stereotypical maid outfits.

They likely had business with the knight leader. Intending to guide them to the barracks, Felix got his weary body to its feet.

They walked straight over and stopped in front of the boy and the woman in red asked a courteous question.

“Are you Felix, son of the Gilbert family?”

“Oh, yes. That’s me.”

The boy had never imagined they would have business with him, so his voice grew a little shrill.

The two exchanged a silent glance and nod. The woman in the black dress turned toward the carriage, raised both hands, and formed a circle over her head.

That likely meant they had been successful. Someone remained in the carriage and they were likely the women’s master. The master had sent servants out to do the legwork, so they had to be pretty high up even in the upper classes.

The red maid looked over the boy with her red eyes. The woman had a unique atmosphere about her.

She was in her late twenties, her hair was silver, and her eyes were red. She was tall for a woman, her back was held perfectly straight, and her dull silver hair was perfectly contained within her maid cap. Felix doubted even a strand would fall out of place in a gust of wind.

Her clothes were perfectly starched, entirely wrinkleless, and quite noble looking.

Her puffy sleeves were short for the early summer and the white dress shirt visible at her chest was closed with a stylish ribbon tie.

Her clothing, hairstyle, and posture all had a faultless intellectual beauty to them. Her appearance was enough to know she could handle any task. She felt more like a skilled civil official than a maid.

Felix could instinctually tell he did not want to get on her bad side.

Displeasing her might not expose him to the direct danger of violence, but he knew he would be eliminated in a more cunning fashion.

He had not done anything wrong, but he still felt uncomfortable in front of her. His gaze naturally lowered.

She was tall, so his gaze naturally fell to the breasts right in front of him.

(Th-they’re huge!)

She wore her maid uniform impeccably, but the chest swelled out enough to almost throw everything else off balance. The clothes were not too small for her, yet her breasts were held so tightly they were noticeably pushed outward to the left and right. It almost looked like she was hiding two large melons inside her shirt.

He could not help but compare them to her face because they seemed so at odds with her frightening aura and intellectual beauty.

And once his focus was turned in that direction, he realized she had a thin waist and plump hips. As a working woman, she was probably trying to hide her sexuality, but that side of her had matured to the point that it simply could not be hidden.

Whether he focused on her atmosphere or her massive breasts, she was clearly not your average person.

And once Felix spotted the “seven-leaf maple” emblem sewn on her white apron, it all started to make sense.

That was the emblem of the Ishtar Kingdom, so she was a royal maid. It made sense that those maids would be much more refined.

They were the elites chosen from all other maids. And the woman had to be well aware of that.

The son of a royal knight family counted as a noble but received no court rank, so this woman’s social position was well above Felix’s.

“Yes… I can see the resemblance.”

The dark red maid nodded and the black maid behind her peered curiously at the boy’s face and suddenly gave a shout.

“H-he’s so cute!”

Felix took a reflexive step back.

The woman in dark blue was probably not quite twenty yet. She was young and lacked any of the red maid’s dignity.

Anyone would have deemed her facial features beautiful, but she had a relaxed expression that made Felix think she had a screw loose.

The maid cap sitting on her head barely contained her hair at all, so the long, pale chestnut hair fluttered in the wind.

Starting with her slender white skin, she lacked color overall and had a limpness reminiscent of a willow tree. The swelling at her chest was large for her age, but it did not stand out much next to the massive breasts of the older woman.

“Hee hee hee. He looks like a girl. Look at those rosy cheeks♪”

A smile covered the maid’s face and she touched the boy’s hair.

Even as a knight apprentice, Felix was still young enough that his build had yet to fill out, so his muscles did not stand out, he was skinny, and he had an androgynous look despite being fairly tall.

This did an amazing job of stimulating the maternal instincts and sexual desire of older women. He was the type of boy they wanted to take care of in more ways than one.

“Ohhh, I think this is love at first sight♪”

The careless maid tousled his hair while looking like she was about to start drooling.

“Sasha. That is rude.”

The woman in dark red quietly scolded her, so the woman named Sasha pulled her hand back.

“Now bow down.”

“My apologies.”

Surprisingly, Sasha got down on her knees and bowed her head toward Felix.

Despite the boy’s confusion, the frightening older woman also kneeled on the ground and courteously apologized.

“I am very sorry. If she angered you, please feel free to execute her.”

“What? Execute her for that? P-please, at ease.”

The royal maids may have had some prejudices about knights and knight apprentices.

No one would execute someone for that, especially a knight apprentice who had never been in battle or killed someone.

“I truly thank you for your forgiveness.”

The maid in red stood up and so did the one in black. Surprisingly, Sasha had tears in her eyes.

“You’re a kind boy, too. I’m so happy♪”

The young maid was so delighted that she hugged the boy.

Due to their height difference, Felix’s face was buried between Sasha’s breasts.

Felix panicked as the pudding-like flesh pressing softly in on his cheeks and he tried to escape, but the slender hands holding the back of his head were unexpectedly strong.

“W-wait. Please stop that.”

This was of course his first time burying his face in a woman’s breasts.

As an only child, he had never had much contact with girls, so he simply flailed his hands, unsure where to touch her to peel himself away.

Or it may have been that the milky scent filling his nostrils and the comfortable warmth covering his face had left him too weak to do anything.

But then he heard the voice of the woman he least wanted to see him buried in a beautiful woman’s breasts.

“Felix, what are you playing around for!?”

The hint of displeasure behind the voice’s dignified tone told him exactly who this was.

“Wait, knight leader! This isn’t what it looks like!”

About to suffocate in those soft breasts, Felix made a desperate excuse and tried to peel himself away from Sasha.

“Ahn♪ Don’t grope me that hard, you little perv♪”

That sweet voice from overhead clued him in that he had grabbed her breasts in his hurry.

“Wah! I’m sorry.”

“Hee hee hee. You’re so cute♪ You can play with my boobs as much as you want. Go ahead. Fondle away♪”

“Fondle away? I couldn’t. We only just met and…”

Afraid of a scolding from his master but also losing himself in the sensation this woman’s body, his mind did nothing but spin in frantic circles. All the while, he left his face buried between her breasts and never removed the hands squeezing those breasts.

“…”

Felix heard a sharp click of the tongue and a furious figure stomped over. The figure grabbed the back of his collar and yanked him from the young maid’s arms.

“Wah!”

The knight apprentice boy’s butt landed on the green grass.

He grimaced in pain and looked up to see exactly who he expected standing protectively in front of him.

“Urs.”

He stood up as the dark brown haired knight leader silently hid him behind her.

Felix subconsciously clung to the frightening but reliable female knight’s waist. Ursula did not find fault with that as she turned her sharp eyes toward the unfamiliar intruders.

“What do royal maids need at the training grounds?”

The teasing of her cute younger brother figure had filled her with the quiet anger of a tigress.

Felix knew that a thoroughly fierce warrior lay behind her beautiful face. She would readily attack anyone who crossed her, even if they were a royal maid. And she might not stop at a mere fist.

Sasha cowered back, but the solemnly intellectual maid did not.

“Excuse me, but who are you?”

The female knight’s voice had been hard and unfriendly, but the royal maid’s was just as cold.

They had not even introduced themselves and it was clear they would never get along.

“I am Commander Ursula of the Roaring Dragons, Platoon 12 of the Royal Capital Defense Knights. Knight Apprentice Felix is my apprentice.”

“Oh? So you are Holy Knight Ursula. I often hear your name.”

“Enough niceties. I gave my name, so you give yours.”

The irritated female knight contrasted with the red maid who grabbed the edge of her skirt and performed an elegant curtsy.

“My apologies. I am Louise Kriemhild, maid to Her Royal Highness Gloriana.”

The female knight had already seemed skeptical enough, but she clearly frowned at that.

“Kriemhild?”

The apprentice noticed his master’s reaction, so he looked up at her curiously.

“That is Queen Gloriana’s original family.”

She would not have made her own sister her maid, so this maid was likely a trustworthy vassal brought from her family.

King Logenheid had passed away of a long illness the other day, so there was apparently plenty of infighting to see who would take the throne next.

One faction supported Queen Gloriana, the king’s wife and a member of the respected Kriemhild family. Another faction supported Hilmedes, the king’s younger brother and a proud warrior.

Ursula was well-known as a member of one of the Ishtar Kingdom’s knight families. She was skilled and she had been blessed with many great deeds in battle, so she had been placed as the leader of a group of knights at unprecedented speed, especially for a woman. Still, she was only in charge of twenty-five knights, so she was in no position to say anything about the succession issues.

But as a warrior, her heart supported a fellow warrior like Prince Hilmedes over a woman who only had her beauty.

“What business do the Queen’s maids have here? No one here will assist your political infighting.”

She was a warrior and the maid was a civil figure, but they were both one of the kingdom’s most capable women. They had both immediately realized they would never get along with the other. Ursula’s openly hostile comment produced a cold smile from Louise.

“What are you talking about? The Ishtar Kingdom is a solid monolith. You would never find any political infighting here. It was just decided that Queen Gloriana will be the kingdom’s seventh monarch.”

“What? Is that true?”

The queen’s maid sounded certain. Queen Gloriana must have somehow gained the backing of Prime Minister Canberra.

Ursula’s eyes opened wide and Louise courteously continued.

“And during the new queen’s coronation, a knight apprentice will offer a sword to the queen and be officially knighted. Felix here will be given that role.”

The talented woman’s expression wordlessly challenged Ursula to find anything wrong with that and the silent unrefined woman finally blushed and bowed deeply.

“It is such an honor that a member of my unit would be chosen for such an important role. As Felix’s master, please let me thank you in his place.”

This had nothing to do with her personal feelings for or against the servant. Ursula embodied the loyalty of her family which had served the royal family for generations, so she was honestly overjoyed that a knight she had personally trained had been chosen for such an honor.

While the female knight shook with emotion, the capable maid’s expression remained cold.

“We will provide the details at a later date. …Let’s go, Sasha.”

After urging along her subordinate who was still giving the beautiful boy a look of longing, Louise returned to their carriage.

“Being knighted at the new queen’s coronation will honor you and every last one of your descendants.”

For the queen’s coronation ceremony, Felix would first offer a sword up to the new queen and swear his eternal loyalty. He would then be granted the title of knight.

If he fulfilled his role without issue, the queen would remember him which could speed up his rise through the ranks. Even his family and all of his relatives would benefit, so it was truly a matter for celebration.

The month until the coronation had seemed like a storm.

Knight Leader Ursula had of course been delighted because she was Felix’s master and had always guided him as something of an older sister.

It was now the night before the coronation.

For Felix and his relatives, it was the knight before his knighting.

Becoming a knight was to offer one’s life up to the kingdom.

Beforehand, it was customary to visit a cathedral where holy water would be boiled to a steam in order to wash away the filth of the common world. The knight leader would also wash the knight apprentice’s back.

It was the final moment shared between the master and apprentice who held a bond that was – in a way – deeper than that between parent and child. By stripping bare, the apprentice’s growth could be seen.

“I’ll be taking a bath with Urs…”

Simply imagining it reddened Felix’s cheeks like tomatoes.

It was standard for the male knights to strip naked while the female knights wore bath clothing, so he knew Ursula would be wearing a towel or some light clothing.

Still, he would be alone with her in a small, enclosed space.

Even if she wore a towel around her chest, who could say nothing would cause it to fall away?

This was a holy rite, so he knew intellectually that nothing out of the ordinary would happen. Still, an odd sense of expectation got his heart racing.

After stripping naked, he entered the cathedral’s bath to find Ursula was already there.

“You’re late. That is unacceptable for someone about to become a proper knight.”

“Sorry.”

Caught off guard, the boy frantically bowed and reflexively covered his crotch with his hands.

He hesitantly looked up. Steam filled the stone bath and the woman he had looked up to since he was little stood there with her left hand on her hip.

“…”

He gave a light sigh.

He had known he would be disappointed, but Ursula was indeed wearing a dark gray bath outfit.

It was shaped a lot like a leotard. The skintight clothing had no sleeves, her white arms extended from the round shoulders, and the high leg line rose to her hipbone while leaving her thighs exposed up to the base. It was revealing, but female knights liked to relax in that light outfit. In other words, these were her casual clothes.

If she had been wearing a towel, it could always have fallen away, but he could not even hope for that here.

“Hm? What’s the matter?”

The beautiful young woman tilted her head because she had no way of knowing the complicated heart of a boy.

“It’s nothing.”

“Then quit standing there and get in. Aren’t you cold?”

While mocking himself for having such ridiculous dreams, Felix decided it would be stupid to continue hiding his nudity and walked over to the knight leader.

The female knight glanced down at the boy’s crotch and blushed slightly, but she soon looked away as if nothing had happened.

Felix was oblivious to that slight embarrassment on her face. After all, moving closer had given him a clearer view of Ursula. As a result, he realized his imagination had been severely lacking.

She was not dressed – or undressed – the way he had imagined, but her outfit was still quite extreme.

Female knights used the outfit to relax after removing their armor after training, so it left very little to the imagination. The low neck that showed off her cleavage and the high leg that exposed her hipbones were sexy enough on their own.

Whenever Felix had visited the rest area for the female knights, this revealing outfit had left him unsure where to look.

On top of that, the outfit had clearly not been made to get wet.

(I-I can see right through it.)

The cloth had soaked in the bath’s steam, so it shined with a smooth, wet light and it was plastered to her slender yet full body.

Not only could he see the full curves of her bowl shaped but somewhat upturned breasts, but he could even see the nipples protruding from the peak. When he looked down at the V-shaped leg line, he could see her plump mons pubis. Further straining his eyes, he could even see the dense pubic hair.

She had a masculine personality and there was not a single rumor about that brave female knight, so she likely had little experience with the opposite sex. Still, she had failed to consider how she would make this adolescent boy feel. In this case, carelessness was a crime.

Whether she noticed his eager gaze on her or not, she indifferently turned her back, crouched down, and stuck a hand in the bath to mix it around.

“I heated this water up perfectly, but if you take any longer, it might get cold.”

The back of her bath outfit was opened wide. The upside-down triangle of her back started with her wide shoulders and contained the contours of her shoulder blades and spine. The smooth, unblemished skin almost looked like marble with blood flowing below it.

The thin cloth wrapped around her slender waist and plump, teardrop-shaped butt. The lovely lines of her legs made up half of the body she freely exposed to the boy.

That boy had fallen for the cool back he saw during training, but now that back was crouching down in front of him to check on the water temperature. As a result, she stuck her butt out right in front of his face.

That butt swelled rapidly out from her slender waist. The flesh was firm and tight, but it still had a feminine plumpness to it. On top of that, over half of it was sticking out from the shrunken cloth.

(Wow, it looks like a freshly-made rice cake. It’s so tight and pretty.)

Ursula began using some simple magic to heat the water as she mixed it with a hand. All the while 

Felix gulped and stared intently at her beautiful butt.

The cloth seemed to be wrapping a white plum and, when he peered inside the butt crack visible through that cloth, he made a shocking discovery.

(W-wait. Is this riding up in her crotch?)

She may have had a tall pubis bone because her mons pubis swelled out to the point that she seemed to be hiding an egg there. The wet cloth had plastered itself there and may have shrunk from the moisture because a vertical slit could be seen in it.

When Felix stared at the puffy mound, he was pretty sure he could see the shape of her labia through the thin material.

It looked like two lips were clamped down on the cloth. The sight was oddly raw for being a part of Ursula’s generally tough body.

Felix was so aroused he thought he would get a nosebleed, but not a drop of blood left his nose. Instead, it gathered at a much lower point on his body.

He begged his penis not to grow erect, but that was a lost cause in this situation.

“Well, that should do it. Get in.”

On Ursula’s urging, Felix hurried into the bath.

He wrapped his arms around his knees and held his erection between his legs to keep her from noticing.

Whether she was aware of the boy’s valiant effort or not, the female knight placed her hands on the edge of the bath and spoke to him.

“The water feels nice, doesn’t it?”

“…Yes.”

“Take your time. This is a once-in-a-lifetime chance to have your knight leader take care of you.”

“…Right.”

The master was behaving normally, but the apprentice was terribly distracted.

Ursula’s expression was as stiff and serious as always, but her body was only hidden by a single layer of cloth. To make matters worse, the moisture had left that cloth nearly transparent. It was plastered to the curves of her beautiful breasts and even the bumps of her nipples were visible.

The innocent boy’s blood was boiling and his pulse rang loud in his ears.

“I guess I’ll get in too. …Gh.”

Ursula stood up to step inside the bath, but then she groaned and stopped.

“Wh-what’s the matter?”

“This clothing was a poor choice. I’ve never worn clothing in the bath before, so I didn’t know any better. My master was also a woman, so I didn’t have to wear anything then. I never thought it would shrink so much.”

Felix peeked over where Ursula had her hands on the edge of the bath. She was still crouched down and she had frozen in place with her knees spread.

The thin shoulder straps were digging into her collarbones and her ample bosom looked like it was about to burst from her clothing. A line had formed in the cloth connecting the two nipples decorating the peaks. He could not see where the cloth was digging into her crotch, but her outfit had shrunk a surprising amount and it actually looked painful.

“Are you okay?”

“I-it’s a little tight. I can’t move like this.”

The beautiful woman in a single see-through layer of clothing remained crouched and trembling in anguish, but she finally reached for her shoulders and removed the straps holding up the bath clothing.

Her breasts burst free of their restraints, so she frantically pushed the cloth back up over them.

The surprised boy covered his face with his hands, but he made sure to watch carefully between his fingers.

The brief glimpse of her nipples revealed them to be a bright pink and they were as erect as her expression was calm.

As dignified a knight as she was, her cheeks were somewhat flushed. Still, she seemed to have decided not to worry about it. The knight apprentice had no idea where to look, but she stepped into the bath regardless.

“Relax, Feli Boy. We’ve known each other a long time. When you were a child, your father had me give you a bath a few times, remember?”

“…Yes.”

That was true, but it had been five or six years ago. They had obviously not done so since he had become a knight apprentice.

The bath was small, so the female knight pressed her right shoulder against the boy’s left and rested her head on it.

“You have amazing luck to get knighted during the coronation ceremony. Luck is an important part of being a knight.”

“…Right.”

Felix had become something like a borrowed cat. His anxiety and arousal kept him from saying much of anything.

When he casually looked down into the water, he made another shocking discovery.

After soaking up the bathwater, her clothing had gone beyond being see-through. Her body was so perfectly visible that the thin cloth might as well not have existed.

Not only that, but she seemed to have let her guard down after entering the bath. With the shoulder straps removed, the chest had floated away from her skin. From his upwards angle, he had a perfect view of the breasts swelling out just below her collarbones.

The adolescent boy realized they could not tell where the other was looking when sitting shoulder to shoulder like this. He threw out his pride as a knight and rudely observed her body.

From his earliest memory, he had looked up to and respected this woman and her defenseless nude body was sitting right next to him. It was only natural for him to look.

Her arms and legs were long and thin. He had always known her breasts were quite large for how slender the rest of her body was, but seeing them bared was another matter entirely.

Women’s breasts apparently floated in water because hers were softly swaying on the surface.

Those breasts supported by her muscles had the perfect aesthetical beauty of smooth hemispheres. The areolae looked like pink flower petals placed on top and the nipple stood erect from there.

They were not quite as big as the dark red maid named Louise’s, but they were probably larger than the dark blue maid named Sasha’s. However, size was not everything. Felix baselessly concluded that Ursula’s were the best in the world when one considered shape and skin color.

She had the stereotypical personality of a female knight and the appearance to match, but Felix realized now that she was blessed with feminine curves such as the soft swelling below her navel.

He looked even lower and saw dark flattened hair in the gap between her long legs.

She was the perfect combination of valor and beauty. It was unsurprising that the younger female knights looked up to Ursula as their ideal.

“Ahh…”

Ursula let out a warm sigh with her head resting on his shoulder.

Surprised, Felix looked over and realized the dignified knight’s cheeks were flushed and dark brown eyes were damp.

He had never before seen that look on her face and it looked amazingly erotic. When their eyes met, she suddenly stood up from the bath. Her cloth-covered crotch appeared right in front of his nose. He could easily see the dark hair through the thin material.

“I think that’s long enough.”

She looked away from him and brushed her hair over her ear while muttering an obvious excuse, but the innocent boy did not suspect a thing.

He had no clue how long they had spent in the bath together. It might have been a few seconds and it might have been an incredibly long time.

“I will wash your back, so come over here.”

After leaving the bath, the knight leader prepared a small wooden stool and urged the knight apprentice over.

“What’s wrong? No need to be shy.”

“Right.”

He had long been taught not to disobey his knight leader.

Realizing it was pathetic for a guy to hesitate when the woman was so confident, Felix built his resolve and stood up.

Delayed by the water’s resistance, his erection followed a brief moment later.

It slapped against his lower stomach and bounced around amusingly.

Ursula had to have seen it, but she let it go without comment. Once he sat on the stool with his back turned, she started scrubbing his back.

“Such a slender back. You need to eat more.”

“…Right.”

“But you do have some nice flexible muscles. I see. So little Feli Boy has grown up.”

She spoke emotionally like she was his mother or older sister.

“You will become a true knight tomorrow and you will leave me. It’s a little sad. This may be what it is like for a parent to see their child off.”

The sentimental knight embraced her protégé from behind.

(H-her boobs are pressing against my back.)

His focus fully shifted to his back. He had his suspicions the bath clothing had fallen away from her breasts before the embrace.

He did not feel cloth. Through the slippery soap, he felt the soft skin of a woman sticking to his back.

He could also feel the two hardened strawberries in the center.

Ursula was sexually defenseless in front of Felix. She most likely did not see him as a member of the opposite sex. She had not even considered what would happen to an adolescent boy if she did this.

“…”

The tension made a few parts of the boy’s body stiffen and the female knight eventually ended the embrace.

“Okay, face forward this time.”

“Eh? You don’t have to do that.”

“Don’t be shy. I have to wash every part of your body for you to be reborn.”

The embarrassed boy resisted, but he was no match for his demanding superior. She turned him around by force.

They were facing each other at close range. Their knees were in each other’s way, so Felix was forced to spread his legs and Ursula placed her closed thighs between them.

Naturally, the boy’s throbbing erection stood tall in her field of vision.

Ursula glanced down at it, but ignored it to wash his neck, shoulders, armpits, chest, stomach, and legs. She may have decided it was too much trouble because she made no attempt to hide her exposed chest. That meant her bare breasts and erect nipples were dancing well within arm’s reach.

As he desperately tried to resist the urge to touch them, her hands stopped right in front of his penis.

“…”

She silently stared at the reproductive organ with her usual stiff expression.

It was as erect as could be and so much precum dripped from the tip that he almost seemed to be ejaculating.

Unable to endure the embarrassment and the fear that she would yell at him or scorn him, he opened his mouth.

“I’m sorry. But you…”

“Don’t worry about it. I had heard this is natural for a boy.”

Unexpectedly, Ursula actually smiled.

“If this is getting hard, it means you are growing up.”

The knight leader calmly (or feigned calm as she) touched the boy’s penis with both hands.

“U-Urs…”

The boy grew flustered as her warm hands wrapped around this weak point and an obvious teasing look entered the beautiful young woman’s dark brown eyes.

The tunnel-vision brought on by his sexual arousal had prevented Felix from focusing on anything but himself, but Ursula had been observing him as much as he had her.

She had long since realized how eagerly the boy was observing her body through her wet clothing. 

For one thing, nothing was as obvious as a boy’s arousal. His penis had been painfully erect and throbbing.

She would have felt bad getting mad at him, so she had casually decided to show her body off to him a little. Plus, the boy was as pure as a puppy and practically idolized her, so part of her had wanted to tease him a little.

“Eh heh heh. The shaft is as rock hard. But the balls are so soft and cold.”

Felix’s penis was not especially large or small. It was about the right size for his age, but from an adult woman’s perspective, it still looked childish instead of acting as a symbol of manhood.

The female knight was unrivalled when she held a weapon in her hands, and those very hands now squeezed and stroked the boy’s “weapon” to see how it felt.

It felt wonderful to have her soft fingers wrapped around his raging penis. But at the same time, he felt something building up and it was frighteningly close to erupting.

“Amazing.”

Ursula found the boy irresistibly adorable as he writhed from the teasing touch of her hands. A pink flush surrounded her face and a madness entered her eyes.

Part of her thought this was taking it too far, but the boy was still young. She had felt embarrassed as her thoughts turned in an oddly sexual direction, but she did her best to act normally.

Young virgin boys like Felix had a tendency to place women on a pedestal.

In other words, they told themselves girls and women never felt lust and had no interest in sexual things. Ursula’s appearance and personality as a dignified and proud warrior woman may have contributed to that misunderstanding.

But any healthy living creature would be interested.

He may have been a child, but this was the first penis she had ever touched. She was so embarrassed she thought her face would burst into flames, but this was an important ritual for her adorable apprentice. She could not hold back.

Her warm fingertips thoroughly washed along the winkles of the fleshy sack and up the underside of the shaft.

“I see the foreskin is covering the tip. This is apparently the proof that you are still a child. Have you ever peeled it back?”

“N-no…”

“Then I will do it for you. Make sure to thank me.”

Ursula was acting on her sense of responsibility as his knight leader. Her cheeks were warm with embarrassment, but she felt she had to wash every inch of the apprentice boy’s body.

Meanwhile, Felix was desperately trying to restrain himself. He did not know what exactly was happening to his body, but his instincts told him he could not allow it to happen. It felt like a flame dragon was raging inside him. He felt like he was going to burst into flames, sweat poured from his entire body, and his mind went entirely blank. All he could do was release warm breaths and leave himself at her mercy.

Her soapy fingertips peeled back the foreskin.

“Ow! Stop, Urs…”

“Don’t worry. This is a trial you must overcome to become a man.”

Despite the boy’s painful cry, the female knight forced the skin down with a mad glitter her eyes.

“Ahh, ahhhhhhh!!”

“Does it hurt? Bear with it. You will get used to it eventually.”

Her eyes sparkled as she watched the boy cry in agony as the tip was exposed.

“You will be a man tomorrow, so your foreskin needs to know its place too.”

When the head was exposed to the outside world for the very first time, it had plenty of white stickiness attached.

“I need to clean this up too.”

Fooling herself into thinking this was all about her duty as his master, the beautiful young woman poured warm water over the boy’s most sensitive place and thoroughly washed it with her fingertips. The beautiful pink color of the erect penis head was revealed.

“Ahh, ahh… U-Urs… Ahh, ahh… Stop. I’m…I’m going to…”

“What is it?”

“I-I’m going to pee!”

“Pee?”

Felix could not even tell if this was pain or pleasure, but he could tell some kind of limit was fast approaching. His penis throbbed inside the knight’s hands.

“Urrrrrrrrrrsssssssss!”

With a final scream, his water gun fired.

It shot out with the force of urine. No, with much, much greater force.

It sprayed as high as the ceiling that not even an adult man could reach when jumping. That tremendous geyser rained down on Ursula’s face, breasts, and the wet clothing covering her stomach and crotch.

“Wh-what?”

Ursula was caught off guard as his penis continued to throb and spew semen even if it had lost its initial momentum.

The smell of a young male quickly filled the small bath.

Felix could not respond because he was breathing too heavily.

Finally, the ejaculation ended. Instead of shrinking, he maintained his manly erection, but it had stopped firing fluid.

Ursula removed her hands and raised them to hesitantly observe the semen covering them.

The white fluid had some yellow mixed in, which was most likely urine.

“D-did you cum?”

Ursula finally seemed to understand what had happened. She viewed this knight apprentice like her little brother, but she had just given him his very first orgasm.

She was approaching her mid-twenties yet she did not associate with men much and worked through her sexual desire with intense training, so this was a great failure for her.

“!?”

Her expression suddenly changed as if she had been possessed by something.

The boy’s ejaculation and his semen pouring down on her had brought her back to her senses.

She realized she had clearly gone too far by soaking in the bath with them, showing off her body through the wet clothing, and removing the shoulder straps to bare her breasts. Not to mention embracing him from behind and pressing her breasts against his back. Teasing his penis and peeling back the foreskin had been downright criminal.

“Sorry. I was still thinking of you as a child.”

More than just her white face, her entire body felt like it was going to burst into flames. She belatedly covered her exposed body with her hands.

She only now thought of them as a man and a woman.

“Why are you apologizing? I’m the one that peed all over you. …But it felt really good.”

“That was not pee. It was semen. That proves that your body has grown up.”

Ursula turned away with her left hand over her crotch and her right arm over her chest.

She could not even look at the penis she had so easily played with a moment before.

The bold, dignified look of a knight had vanished. She was simply a woman.

With his mind blank after spraying his semen everywhere, Felix thought a long-held hope of his might come true.

“Urs. Can I ask something to celebrate my knighting?”

“What is it? You are like a little brother to me. I will do whatever I can.”

The boy ecstatically watched her as she curtly answered him.

“Um, will you have sex with me?”

“What!?”

Ursula’s eyes opened wide.

“Isn’t that what people do once they grow up?”

“Do not look to me for that. Go seduce some girl you like. And you are a low-level noble. If you ask one of your maids, she will teach you everything you need to know.”

The master could not hide the shock in her voice and the apprentice desperately pleaded with her.

“But I want to have sex with you.”

“Do not tease me. I know I am not attractive.”

She was completely oblivious to her own beauty, so she had difficulty believing him.

“You are to attractive. And I like you. You’re supposed to have sex with someone you like, aren’t you? So I want to do it with you.”

“…”

“Sorry.”

Felix hung his head when she glared silently back at him.

“Do not give me that look. It hurts my heart.”

Still looking angry, Ursula removed the hands covering her body, scooped some bathwater up in a wooden bucket, and poured it over her head.

After washing the boy’s burning bodily fluid from her body, she sighed.

“If you are that insistent, I will think about it. But not today. You will become an official knight tomorrow. You need to keep a pure heart tonight.”

After rewashing the boy’s own fluids from his body, Ursula left the bath with a stiff expression.

“Felix, son of the Gilbert family of royal knights, will now be knighted.”

After the announcement from the ceremonial soldier, Felix entered the coronation’s outdoor grounds and was overcome by the greatest bliss in his life.

He wore brand-new armor and a matching helmet, a sword hung at his waist, and he held a spear in his hand. Lord Gilbert had purchased them all from a merchant named Muslan to help his only son look his very best.

An emblem of a fantastical beast called a flame bird glittered on the chest because it was the symbol of the Gilbert family.

Not only was he being knighted during the queen’s coronation, but the knight leader he looked up to might just take his virginity afterwards.

He had not received a definite answer, but Ursula’s attitude while helping him into the armor that morning had been enough for the virgin boy to mistakenly think the odds were good.

He gallantly rode up on a warhorse, moved up to the front row, and climbed down as a crowd of two hundred thousand watched on.

He kept his head low as he approached the stage and held up his sword in both hands without unsheathing it.

“I, Felix of the Gilbert family, swear my absolute loyalty to Your Majesty the Queen. This sword shall never betray you. If ever I break this vow, please tell me. I will use this very sword to take my own life.”

The queen took the sword.

Normally, the knight’s vow of loyalty was performed by the knight offering the sword to his master and having his master touch him with the sword. An alternative was to kiss the ring on his master’s proffered hand.

But a different sort of knight’s vow was being used for the queen’s coronation ceremony.

Louise was in charge of the ceremony and she had informed him of the special, old-fashioned vow to be used.

The new queen held her bare foot out toward the bowing knight.

Felix did as he had been told and kissed the beautiful right foot on the toe tips, ankle, and heel for thirty seconds each. He then repeated the process with her left foot.

Once the queen returned the sword, it would be over.

“So you are Felix?”

“!?”

A kind, sweet voice slipped pleasantly into his ears. He would have expected nothing less from a daughter of the Kriemhild family who had been chosen as the king’s wife and was now the reigning monarch.

Her wonderful voice almost sounded like the performance of some heavenly instrument.

But Felix had not been told she would speak to him. He panicked at the unexpected turn of events and desperately thought of something to say while still bowing.

“I am, Your Majesty.”

“Heh heh heh. Raise your head and let me see your face.”

This time, he truly did not know what to do.

He was but the son of one among over five hundred knight families, so viewing the queen’s face from so close would be disrespectful even during his own knighting ceremony. Or so he had been taught.

“Worry not. I only wish to see your face.”

“…”

This was the queen’s desire. A mere knight apprentice could hardly refuse her. He had no idea how he would be criticized later, but he gathered his resolve and looked up.

He found a noble face right in front of him.

Queen Gloriana was thirty years old and a young widow.

A gust of wind blew through. Her gorgeous honey blonde hair and the dress of an ancient goddess fluttered behind her.

The dress was so loose he feared it might blow up enough for him to see inside.

Perhaps because she was being coronated in her husband’s place, her thin dress was dyed dark, but that was not enough to hide the sexuality overflowing from her womanly body.

The skin visible from below the black fabric was milky white and firm. This was not a beauty that relied on youth. It was a maintained adult beauty that was only found in a woman who had undergone the greatest beauty treatments and wore the highest quality makeup.

Anyone who saw her would naturally decide they would gladly die for her. She was the epitome of nobility.

Felix did not know how much political prowess she held, but she was clearly charismatic.

Of course, the worldly politics could be dealt with by those who worked for her, like Prime Minister Canberra.

And as if to show who controlled this regime, the prime minister’s granddaughter, a girl named Carol, held the back of the queen’s long dress to make sure it did not drag behind her when she moved.

The beautiful queen and the adorable doll-like girl made a pretty picture together.

“Let me ask again. Are you Felix of the Gilbert family?”

“…I am.”

Felix was honored that the queen knew his name, but he could not hide his confusion.

For some reason, the lovely queen’s purple eyes were wet with emotion.

“Ohh, I finally get to meet you.”

Felix and the crowd were surprised by the emotional quaver to her voice.

She slowly reached out a hand and pulled the boy up onto the stage.

Gloriana embraced the surprised knight apprentice and made a solemn announcement.

“Everyone, allow me to introduce you to Felix, my new son.”