——This is the story of how I, a pure
princess, began living a life of unrestrained sexuality.
The early summer wind raced across the
field.
It carried the clanging of clashing swords.
That was the auditory sign of an intense battle in which both sides risked
their lives.
“Growl!”
An ugly goblin summoned what strength he
had left to raise his sword. His green body was covered in red blood and his
legs were unsteady below him.
A hint of pity mixed with the readiness to
kill in the black eyes of the adventurer boy who opposed him: Swordsman Tet. The
boy’s black cape and hair fluttered in the wind as his sword decapitated the
goblin. That was the last of the monsters they had run across.
He had no blood on him and his sword had
not chipped. The sharp strike had not even given the goblin time for a death
cry, so he demonstrated unparalleled skill for a teenager.
At the same time, his was a compassionate
swordsman that did not provide any unnecessary suffering.
But that may have been a flaw. His fighting
style could be seen as “soft”, which created openings.
One of the goblins Tet thought he had
defeated had been playing dead on the ground and he aimed a crossbow at Tet’s
back to avenge his beheaded friend.
He could kill the boy now. He was near
death himself, but he could bring the boy down with him. The crossbow bolt
would easily penetrate the adventurer’s light armor.
But just as the goblin prepared to pull the
trigger…
“Frozen Lance.”
A thick ice lance pierced his green body.
“Grarrrgh!”
The bolt remained in the crossbow and it
was the goblin who was pierced through the back, not Tet.
“Thank you very much. You saved me,
princess.”
When Tet saw the monster dying behind him,
he realized the opening he had created and who had saved him.
“You are most welcome.”
It was a girl with long, wavy blonde hair,
a triangular hat, and a magical staff. Makina walked over to him.
She no longer wore a dress. Instead, she
wore a miniskirt for ease of movement and her smooth and plump thighs were
visible below that.
