Sacred Chevalier

Whether it's New Year's Eve or not, the Royal Knights College is home to hero (Chevalier) candidates. For this reason, the function of dormitories, such as canteens and bathing areas, must be maintained. One of them is the infirmary. Depositing there is Claire Jilfeed, a former wife who turns twenty-nine.

"Phew... I'm done cleaning, maybe it's time to go up"

Pack your personal belongings and lock the infirmary. Claire's home is within walking distance of the college. It has a small garden, the bungalow house is at home. Back home, a man was waiting.

"Claire, welcome back. We're ready to eat."

The man's name is Richard Hoffner. It is Claire's "previous husband". Richard, who quit being a hero (Chevalier), returned his college fees and other expenses, and lived in Wang Capital as a citizen. He works in a mid-sized chamber of commerce because of his ability to write and calculate. Income was insignificant compared to when he was a hero, but he seemed quite fulfilling because he didn't risk shrinking his life. Hearing that Claire had kept the infirmary of the Royal Knights College, she came to return Yoli.

"You... we broke up already? I already have my own life. Now I can't believe I'm bringing Yoli back..."

"It was my fault. Say it again and again. It was my fault. Exactly."

I keep my head down many times. Originally, Claire is vulnerable to pushing. One of the college students recently told me to forgive him in a way that was nearly half as forceful. The other is the man who gave his virginity. I couldn't even kick him out. As a result, Zulu and I have come to this day. As I was cleaning up after dinner, Richard hugged me from behind.

"Claire... not long ago today, I'm having an affair. After I broke up with you, I had a relationship with some people in the King's Capital, but you're the best. Long time, I want to hold you..."

Claire sighed. I dedicate my virginity to this man. If held, the patronage of the goddess descends. Just about a day, but you get strength and beauty. Claire nodded.

"Oh... wow! Awesome, Claire! I knew you were the best!

Richard was shouting excitedly as he moved his hips. Rub your swinging chest back and forth as you move, and devour your pleasure as you drool. Claire being held was also leaking a sweet exhale. But in my heart, I thought something else.

(No... I don't feel it. Calle's stuff is much fatter, more successful...)

Moving about fifteen minutes in time, Richard let go. Claire's heart was cold as she felt heat in her fetus. It was finally somewhat over when I began to feel it.

(Fast...... if you're a cale, devour me enough and make me a lot of embarrassing positions......)

Feeling the rapidly shriveling thing in her fetus, Claire leaked a small sigh of sigh so her ex-husband wouldn't know. And it came to pass that her husband was shriveled when he was about to be lit. Did my husband get tired or fell asleep just like that? Let it go and leave the bedroom naked. When he is twenty-nine years old, he is downhill as a woman. But Claire's jaws showed no such signs of fine dust. My hips are bracketed beautifully and I don't have wasted meat on my belly. The big swinging chest is sticking out without blurring. The thigh also develops and continues to a crisp, thin, swollen tibia. I've been spoken to many times before. Even the average person doesn't change that an exasperated stallion wants a good face and a good face. But Claire has ignored those men. To date, there has been only one person allowed to do so, with the exception of his ex-husband.

"I have to go to college tomorrow, but I can't sleep like this..."

In an attempt to quell the dandruff, he blew the dandruff with a wet cloth. The coolness was pleasant on the lit skin, but the chilli heat in the back of the wax was not going to be very cold.

The next day, I heard a hanging voice in Claire's ear when she went to the hospital. The college should be idle now. It is the hero candidates who are in this period. I went in the direction of my voice, and Kate and Stefan were meeting with a wooden knife.

"Yes. The important thing in the recirculation is to know the movement of the weight and the orientation of the force. The sword cannot be used by force alone. Moves are the essence of the sword."

Kate was under Stefan's guidance. What change of heart would be Kite, who should have been unserious in sword class? But more than that, Claire was attracted to the sweat flying from Kate's forehead, which moved violently. I compared a young and successful stallion to a weak ex-husband hanging out in middle-aged. I shook my head unintentionally and left the spot.

"Itsutsu......"

After a while, kite came to the infirmary. Apparently he fell and rubbed off his leg. It's not a major injury, but it could be purulent if left alone. I made Kite take off her clothes to make allowance. He bends to the feet of Kite, who sits on the sleeping table in his underwear, disinfecting his knees. Claire's chin was about to get hot on the body odor of a young man who was sweating until earlier.

"Speaking of which, you were doing sword arches. Why not?"

To delude herself, Claire asked Kite as she made allowance. I heard a calm voice and my hand stopped unexpectedly.

"It's to protect you. Himself… Heroes (Chevalier) rarely hold a sword on the battlefield. In fact, there are a handful of heroes killed by their enemies on the battlefield. But I changed my mind on this march training. I will not be a chevalier protected by a paladin."

It had changed because of the language. Claire looked up unexpectedly. This past month, Claire hasn't been held by Kite. One way or another, I was distant. During that time, Kate was obsessed with one saint knight. What changes did this man make when he lost it?

"This is a different language. You used to talk to me normally..."

"Dr. Claire is not my Holy Knight (Paladin). I made up my mind. Never again, I will do anything to lose my holy knight. So we also have to carefully select how to choose the Holy Knight. My Holy Knight (Paladin) will keep me alive until I die."

"Yes... so you don't need treatment (...) anymore?

"I am, am I not? But isn't that what Dr. Claire needs?

That said, Kate slipped her right leg into Claire's crotch and stroked the sensitive area.

"Hih..."

"Dr. Claire, you're having an affair. I'm juggling my face and smelling it from earlier. It smells delicious that you want me to eat..."

Stimulate the secrets from the top of the cloth with the tip of the thumb. That just makes me cranky. With a sumptuous eye, I looked at Kite's lower abdomen and it swelled up a lot at some point.

"What will you do, Dr. Claire? Need treatment?

(I want... I want...)

Unable to contain his pain, Claire reached out unexpectedly. The moment I touch my lower abdomen, I can rush back to me and pull my hand in.

"I'm not being honest."

That's what Kate said, she took off her underwear. Stand exposed to successful objects. Successful things poked in front of Claire as she succumbed. Swallow the spit and stare at it.

"You don't have to say anything. If you want it, lick me..."

(No, no, no... even though that guy's coming home tonight. But... I'm sure he's not having an affair when I get home. I can't sleep tonight without hanging up......)

It's not the first time. Kite has held me many times. One more time, and it won't change much. That's how she excused herself, and Claire closed her eyes and opened her mouth. Lick the juice seeping from the tip and crawl your tongue straight to the back. I scratched up my overflowing hair with my left hand and stuck it in my mouth. Lie down with long lashes and head up and down. Kate stroked the cheeks of the beautiful mature woman she served.

"Keep it up, let me put it out in your mouth. I'll treat you later, slowly."

Claire nodded cocklessly and continued to serve. After a while, my mouth filled with cloudiness.

"Ahhh..."

Claire shook her white back. On the sleeping table, he keeps his back to the man and is rubbing his chest from behind. I can't even fit my hands, they're big enough to rip them off. But without drooling, I am tense. Now, change shape freely at the hands of a man. Motchy and soft enough for fingers to sink in everywhere. The man was obsessed with his chest. He is stroked with exquisite force application and subtraction, and his nipples are picked. Claire was confused. If you think you're going to pierce me right away, you're going to stroke me obsessively.

"You're still a wonderful lady. I don't understand the husband who dumped Dr. Claire."

There was no way I could understand the problems of a weak life hero (Chevalier) to this man, who had a tantrum every day and did not need to take medication.

(Oh, no... even that guy has a good point...)

I desperately shelter my husband. But the ripe chicken reacts on its own. The man's hand has been stretched out to his lower body. Its life-ridden limbs draw the cautious meadow of its back and intrude into a secret garden. Claire accidentally floated her hips. to embrace finger intrusion more. There was no way a man could have missed that opportunity, and two fingers came into the ground.

"Ha... ha..."

"You're already a troll, aren't you? Were you that hungry?

Blamed for that in his ear, Claire's senses burned up insanely.

"Mr. Kite... please, no more... no more..."

"Hmm? Are you satisfied yet? Then around here..."

"Ahhh... hey! No..."

Claire was in a hurry, and confused. Until now, I have desperately sought to satisfy my own hunger, anyway. It was the side that a man sought and he was asked for. But not now. This man had some kind of leeway, never before. The brilliant mature woman, dyed with shame and then imprisoned by lust, turned with a smiling look. I stare at the things I want that are embarrassingly wet.

"Dr. Claire... if you want it, you're coming from yourself. By my own will, I will hold you. Come on, it's right in front of you, isn't it? What will you do?

"Ah... ah..."

Put your hand on the shoulder of the man who walks around on the bedside. The tip of the chest is painfully stiff. A crunchy man bit the tip of it.

"Hiuuu."

That's all Claire reached lightly. The man's hands support his hips. A garden filled with honey fills a man.

"Oh... forgive me, you..."

And Claire dropped her hips. Pierced by the scorching heat, it was the only thing that shivered with joy.

"Ahhh! Klu! The fat, big one is coming in!

"Whatever you eat, it's delicious!

The sweetness of ripe fruit delights the man's things as well. Claire clung with both arms and lifted her hips up and down.

(Ahhh... they held me. By my own will... I can't make any more excuses. Ano people are waiting at home, but I lost my desire and the cale held me!

Jubjub and dirty sounds as you exercise up and down. My tongue crawls on my neck muscle, my chest is sucked, and I'm stroking my ass off my thigh. With a burning sensuality, Claire's reason melted away.

(But... I don't care anymore...)

"It's okay! Colle... I wanted this!

Bark of joy. When the man smiled, he slept on his back on the bunk as he did. Without support, Claire laid her hands on the man's cracked belly. A man's bell rings at the entrance to the uterus.

"Hiung... heh, deep..."

"What do you say? You can do whatever the teacher wants, right?

Breathing on her shoulders, Claire began flexing at her knees. I move things in and out of my own way. A rich chest that looks like it's going to rip off shakes Brun in an up and down motion. With both hands, the man clasped up his swinging breasts and turned them into eagles. Gunigny in the hand and flesh change shape. The upper and lower exercises intensified. I had a hunch about the big wave of sensuality you only get when you have sex with a man.

"Knock, knock... Knock, knock!

As she coveted from the edge of her mouth, Claire gave herself up to the peak she had long gained. Bikun Bikun and Jiu are spasmodic. But the man hasn't reached it. I only did it on my own. The man poked up gently from the bottom. And I change my position. A man goes up.

"Now it's my turn to feel better. Dr. Claire, let me devour you."

His hips start to move and he starts to burn again. Claire knows. When this man holds me, the same peak as before strikes me again and again. And when the hot lava is poured out, the burning womb shall cry out of delight.

I'm not going to be able to go home tonight...

Claire stopped trying to think of an excuse. "My ex-husband" doesn't need any excuses. I thought so.

The year opened and the Holy Knights (Paladins) returned to the College. The silence between the bundles was over and a noisy routine was about to begin. But in it, there was one farewell. Carlos Rodriguez, a hero (Chevalier) candidate who had returned to his parents' home with permission from the College, filed for expulsion from the College.

"Carlos! What's wrong with you quitting! What the hell happened!

Stefan stuck it in Carlos. Carlos looked at Stefan, and at Kite.

"I'm not for a hero. That march training gave me a clear idea of that. I can follow what I have been commanded, but I can't think of my own orders. The Knights would be better suited to me than the heroes."

"... are you determined?

Carlos nodded at Kite's inquiry. Kate also nodded silently at the look on his face. Carlos is direct, but never a fool. Must be a decision at home, after thinking about various things and consulting my parents. Then you don't have to say anything. Just shut up and drop it off and pray for its future.

"But I don't have a body! If Carlos, number three in a school year, isn't right for heroes, then what about the rest of us?

"Stefan, keep that position. That's what Carlos himself decided. Don't let us blunt that decision with extra talk."

"Kite......"

Stefan leaned down and nodded.

"Carlos. I don't want to lose myself as you, even if I'm no longer a classmate. Can you write me a letter?

"Of course. I don't want to lose friends like you or Stefan, either. Be sure to let me know when you decide where to go next"

As Kate walked over to Carlos' side, she spoke in a whisper.

"This hasn't even taken shape in me yet, but I want to change the likelihood of the Holy Knight (Paladin) and the Hero (Chevalier) on the battlefield any day. Especially the Chevalier. He wants to make it a strategic positioning that shapes the war, not the seed horse of the Holy Knight. But that will take time, and there will be conflicting opponents. I recognize you as a hero. Wherever you go, don't forget that."

If I take power, I'll call you back sooner or later. Carlos understood what Kate was going to say.

"I don't know, but when you try to make something happen, I'm happy to help. You can do it. I'm sure you'll be a hero in history."

Shaking hands, Carlos turned his back. I kept looking at that back until my friend who was leaving disappeared.

"So what is the reason for the failure (...)?

Before the Cardinals, the woman stood. He unleashes a beast into the woods where he plans to march training and tries to maintain the balance of power between the empire and the kingdom by killing the heroic candidates. The operation failed. Only one person died. Moreover, he is not a hero, but a candidate for the Holy Knight. The expected results were not achieved at all, and there was nothing more to call a failure.

"We don't believe the word" unlucky ”. Despite what happened with the patronage of the goddess, the prospect fell off. There's got to be something bad for us."

"We looked into the College's developments at the time. There are three main reasons. One is that because it was more rigorous than last year, the college students did not move on, and as a result many exiters (retailers) were on their way. The second is the speed of movement of College Director Leda Factorin and the presence of Mr. and Mrs. Wackenheim, who were staying in the Lune. There can be no other than the Holy Knight (Paladin), such as the presence of a Wesen bloodstained Giant Bear (Bloody Evil Bear) that can be defeated alone. It was good luck for them and bad luck for us that the Holy Knight, said to be the strongest in the kingdom, was staying in the Lune"

"The Wackenheims should always stay in the Lune during the year. Weren't their presence predictable?

"Sure, you're right, but things only came too soon this year. The early departure of the Empire from the army would be a distant cause."

"I see. So, what's the third?

"Among the three groups that were ahead was the Holy Knight (Paladin). She has lost her life by the Wesen, but has slaughtered one of the two heads with the power of the Holy Knight. I mean, in three sets.

There was a goddess blessing. "

The Cardinals bothered. One says, making the eyebrows rough.

"Our Weros Archdiocese is the country most under the patronage of the Goddess. So you bounced our tricks back by the protection of the goddess? If that's the case, it's obvious."

"Hmm. You should look into that hero (Chevalier). Depending on what happens, we might have to wipe it out. The patronage of the Goddess belongs to our Orthodox country."

A woman pinched her mouth in the story of the Cardinals.

"As a matter of fact, there's a thorough listening process going on right now in Lune. You didn't see the emergence of a beast as a natural thing, you saw it as being set up by someone. The coming and going of the prison carriage is being investigated, and sooner or later our movements could emerge as disturbing beings. Under such circumstances, shouldn't we avoid noticeable movements?

The men looked at each other. The role of a woman is an investigation report, not an opinion of policy. But I just showed my anger here, and it won't solve the problem. If so, it was best to ignore it.

"Let's examine the hero first. After that investigation, why don't we discuss what to do?

The men nodded. The ignored woman gave a bow of grace with her faceless expression and left the room.

Thus the Royal Knights College celebrated the New Year in one farewell and in various thoughts. College classes begin again. An unexpected figure appeared in a class just for a hero (Chevalier). He is a big man with a warrior-like body. When the man stood at the lecture, he glanced with his hands on his hips.

"Hey, kids. I'm showing you my face last year, so you don't need to introduce yourself, do you? I'll be watching you guys for a while."

He was the legendary hero (Chevalier) Walter Wackenheim.