Ravish Me Obediently!
This whole ridiculous entanglement with that perverted female knight began roughly twenty years ago.
THAT FUCKING STENCH!!!
The moment a young barbarian named Grihamar accepted a hunk of Battle Boar meat from his father with an eager “Now that I have teeth, I can eat meat just fine,” the nightmare began.
Whether it was because I had grown up eating delicious, almost odorless pork in my previous life, I’ll never know. But the moment that gamey reek punched straight into my nose and detonated inside my skull, every buried memory from my past life came roaring back.
And from that exact instant, my ambition, my life’s sole purpose in this frozen hell, was decided.
I will eat pork that doesn’t stink!
Why a guy from 21st-century South Korea had been reincarnated here, why my previous self had ended up born in this place—none of that shit mattered.
I was going to eat it no matter what.
I would wrap that soft, nearly odorless samgyeopsal in crisp lettuce and devour it again.
With a clear goal set, I immediately got to work.
I held back my tears and chewed through protein-and-fat slop that deserved to be called an insult to the very concept of pork, then dug up the snowfields and built a farm.
Braving bone-freezing cold, I tracked down wild female Battle Boars that looked relatively docile, easy to domesticate, and blessed with strong breeding potential.
While the other barbarians proudly rode around on muscular male Battle Boars like living trophies, I dragged around fat, well-fed boars and constantly paired them with the sows I kept penned up.
For over a decade I continued selective breeding and research, creating a gentler strain that farrowed often and in large litters—pigs far closer to domestic swine than their wild cousins.
“You wicked barbarian! Whatever scheme you are plotting, your vile ambition ends today!”
“...Who the hell are you?”
Just as I was beginning to see proud results proving I was on the right track, that crazy woman showed up—roughly two weeks ago.
Even now, while I’m lost in these flashbacks, the perverted knight Sigrun is still chasing after me with those ridiculous bounding leaps.
The root of the problem was that I had generously given away the males I culled for failing breeding standards, along with the ones I didn’t castrate, to the neighboring barbarians.
Even though those animals had been released or handed out for falling short of my criteria, the superior fertility bred into them over generations caused the Battle Boar population to explode.
When the noticeably increased numbers drew suspicion that the barbarians were preparing for war, the human side dispatched Sigrun all the way to Frostheim to investigate.
“War? What are you talking about?”
“Do not play innocent! To think you would bewitch honest folk and try to spark the flames of war in this peaceful age…!”
“I’m just a hardworking barbarian. Why the hell are you suddenly accusing me of this crap? You’re actually insane.”
“Hngh…?! S-sudden insults…! Just as I suspected, you truly are a wicked, beastly creature!”
“?”
After running all over asking questions, Sigrun learned about the lone man raising pigs in these lands and came straight for me.
“A-anyway! Your evil ambition ends today! I shall destroy this pig farm that is nothing less than a furnace of malice fueling the fires of war—khk?!”
“The hell do you mean destroy it, you crazy bitch?!”
“W-what was that hammer just now…?! Where on earth did it fly from?! Could the legend be true… squeak.”
I never imagined that generously handing out pigs to the locals would snowball into this. Before I could even regret it, I reflexively swung my hammer and knocked Sigrun flat.
“Hmm. She said she was going to destroy my farm, so I hit her without thinking. You okay?”
“Kuh…! Ravish me!”
“?”
“I have heard that barbarians capture female knights and turn them into breeding slaves to bear their children! Therefore, hurry! Do not humiliate me any further and ravish me at once!”
“I definitely hit her in the stomach. Why is her head the one that’s broken? Are you sure you’re all right?”
“Now, quickly, ravish me♡ Trample this knight’s virginity like the savage you are and fill me with your seed♡”
“Yeah, you’re definitely not okay. Maybe a light electric shock would fix her?”
“Hm? What is this?! Do you intend to shove that hammer inside me?! As expected of a beast! But sadly my womanhood cannot accommodate such a large hammer. Therefore, if you must insert something, use your own magnificent co—agyagyagyagyak?!”
Who could have known?
After twenty peaceful years of steady progress toward my dream, an obstacle with tits the size of watermelons would barge in.
“What… it was all a misunderstanding? This was simply a pig farm meant for fattening, not a Battle Boar production facility?!”
“Yeah, so just leave. I won’t tell anyone what happened today…”
“Y-you scoundrel! What nonsense is that?!”
“...?”
I told her everything she believed was a misunderstanding and that this was all an accident, so let’s just pretend it never happened. Yet who could have predicted she would only burn hotter, showing up every single day to seduce a perfectly ordinary barbarian and make my life hell?
“You defeated this Sigrun in fair combat with that barbaric body of yours, yet you dare refuse to ravish me?!”
“...??”
“What shame you bring upon a woman of the North…! Hah?! C-could this be the so-called neglect play I have only heard of?! Hehe, yes… you mean to endure your boiling lust so that I grow even more desperate♡ Indeed, the fruit of patience is sweet, or so they say—khk?!”
“Looks like she needs more medical attention.”
Anyway, that bizarre relationship continued all the way to today. I had just finished morning chores and a bracing dip in the freezing river when the chase resumed.
And that’s the end of the flashback.
The memories flashed through my mind like a panorama. I finished recalling them in an instant.
“Got you… ugh?!”
“Whoa?! You’re wearing armor, so how the hell are you so fast?!”
Sigrun had somehow caught up again with those bounding deer-like leaps, only to face-plant straight into a snowdrift thanks to my frantic dodging.
“Serves you right. Maybe washing your face in the snow will cool your head!”
“Uwp! Y-you knave! What are you doing?! Why are you burying me in the snow—ah♡ P-putting snow into my pussy♡ My folds will not be cooled by a mere handful of snowflakes thanks to your wicked sorcery—eeheeeit♡”
“There you go with the sorcery again! Hold still! Hold still, damn it!”
“Ungh♡ Y-you fiend♡ You wicked man♡ Do not underestimate a woman of the North♡ With only this much—khngh♡”
Slap♡ Smack♡
Look at her getting off on being spanked!
While she pretended to struggle free from the snowdrift, Sigrun secretly pushed her plump ass toward me. I gave her swollen, bright-red cunt—looking exactly like a sow in heat—a hard smack.
“You horny sow! Stop sticking your ass out!”
“O-oink♡”
“Huh? Oink? Do that again! Do it again!”
“Oink♡ Khh… this too is because of your wicked spell♡ Because of the corruption spell you placed upon me to turn me into a sow—oink♡”
Slaaaaaap♡
No matter how perverted she was, I thought if I humiliated her enough she would finally give up and leave. Instead she only burned hotter.
With no other choice, I grabbed the snowman I had built earlier, slam-dunked it straight into her ass, and ran without looking back.
Then, from behind me—
“Kuh… is the armor the problem? The distance refuses to close… In that case…!”
Thud. Clang.
An ominous sound came from behind.
Having lived in Frostheim a long time, I instantly recognized the noise of something heavy and blunt sinking into the snow. I knew exactly what it meant.
“Hehe♡ According to The Standard of a Female Knight written by the great female knight Eleonora, there is no outfit more effective against barbarians than complete nudity♡ As expected, she was correct♡ Though my nipples and clitoris exposed to Frostheim’s freezing air look utterly obscene, my body has become wonderfully light♡”
“She really is out of her mind!”
She was willing to throw away the sword and armor that knights treat like parts of their own bodies just to sleep with one barbarian?
I shuddered at the sheer depravity of this masochistic knight who seemed desperate to be raped, yet I still let out a sigh of relief when my cozy log cabin came into view.
But it seemed the world wanted to scold me for being so naïve.
“U-ugh… what is this?! A terribly lewd scent is riding the wind…?!”
The strange, sweet aroma suddenly piercing my nose made my cock—which had been hiding from the cold—stand right up.
It was reacting on its own to the powerful pheromones of raw lust that only a knight bitch in heat could produce.
“What the hell is going on…!”
“Hehe♡ As expected, even while pretending otherwise, your mind is filled with thoughts of raping me♡ Very well♡ I shall run to you right now and spread my legs♡ Though it is so humiliating I wish to die, this too is the result of the sow corruption curse you placed on me, so prepare yourself to ravish me without worry♡”
“Wait, you already caught up?!”
Truly, a knight who had discarded her armor!
Her massive breasts, freed from their restraints, bounced wildly in every direction as if dancing with joy. Her even more shamelessly swaying ass kept pushing her forward, carrying the thick, lewd scent leaking from her pussy straight to me.
The sight was so shocking it went beyond arousing and straight into terrifying.
“Ah, that man must be… Stand right there!”
“Just go away! Go home already!”
Clatter!
I sprinted the last few steps, kicked the door open, dove inside, and slammed the latch shut.
The naked knight who arrived a moment later screamed at me in utter frustration.
“Kuh… you cowardly wretch! To run away after placing such a filthy spell on me! Do you truly believe that pathetic log cabin can protect you?!”
“Then what, you want us to wrestle in the snow until the house collapses?! If it falls we’ll have to roll around in the snowfield. You okay with that?!”
“I-if necessary… hm?”
“?”
“Hmmm… indeed, that would work…”
What the hell is she doing now?
Sigrun, who had looked ready to smash my house to pieces, suddenly vanished with a tremendous roar, leaving only a crater behind.
Even after she disappeared, I couldn’t shake my unease.
The expression and gesture she had shown right before vanishing clearly suggested she had found something she could use to lure me out.
Shweeeeeeee—!!
“…!”
Just as I feared, the sound of cutting wind approached. The familiar pink-haired knight appeared atop the crater she had made moments ago.
“What’s that in your hand? What the hell is—huh?!”
The instant I saw what the knight was holding, I nearly jumped out of my skin.
“Ggulsuni?!”
“Hehe, yes, yes♡ Ggulsuni♡ What an adorable name, perfectly suited for a little piglet.”
-Keeeeeek! Keeeeeek!
What Sigrun held was none other than Ggulsuni, the newborn piglet from my farm.
That pervert—despite calling herself a knight—had taken an innocent, harmless baby pig hostage!
“Now, open the door at once! Open it and welcome me! I demand that you obediently ravish me! If you refuse, this precious piglet Ggulsuni will become a whole-barbecue pig and fill this Sigrun’s belly tonight♡”
“Y-you evil woman! How can you call yourself a knight after this?!”
“Choose♡ Will you fill my womb with your semen, or will you watch me fill my own belly with this piglet right before your eyes? Choose!”
“Noooooooooo?! Not Cochinillo Asado! I’ll open the door, so don’t hurt Ggulsuni!”
I swallowed the rest of the sentence. Faced with the wicked knight already preparing to skewer Ggulsuni on a spit, I hurriedly unlatched the firmly locked front door.