The Female Knight's Annoying Tradition
To me, Dyna had always been a familiar older sister figure I got along with well—and a teacher I deeply respected.
"From today onward, I am Dyna Hercules, and I shall assist with your physical training. Before a noble member of the Female Knight Tribe such as myself, you would do well not to whine about hardship or cry and slack off."
It had begun three years ago. Freshly awakened and still clueless about how the world worked—let alone prepared to survive in it—I had been dragged off by the Elf for physical training and delivered straight into Dyna's care.
Using a butcher's cleaver to kill a chicken, as the saying went. Even if it was a favor for the Elf, Dyna had initially been less than thrilled about personally overseeing my training. But perhaps it was simply in her nature as a member of the Female Knight Tribe—a race specialized in helping and protecting others—that she ultimately could not refuse.
So three times a week, timed to the days I came up to the Union capital, Dyna instructed me in physical conditioning and the basics of swinging a hammer.
At first the whole arrangement could not have been more awkward. But I threw myself into her guidance with everything I had, desperate simply to stay alive, and whether that sincerity reached her or not, it was not long before Dyna opened her heart to me and our bond truly began to take root.
The closer we became, the more often she came out with the odd offbeat remark—yet I still regarded her as a here-knight among here-knights, someone who never once neglected her duties and kept public and private strictly separate.
And so, naturally, I had wondered why she always hid herself behind that thick armor, why she never showed her face. Someday, if the chance ever came, I would have liked to see. What I had never imagined was that I would get an eyeful of her completely naked body overnight like this.
Squish, knead—
"Hahh… I was a little worried, but looking at these greedy hands of yours, it seems my breasts are very much to your liking. What a relief."
"Ah—I didn't mean to. More importantly, what's this about a defeated here-knight taking off her armor?"
I had gotten drunk, without meaning to, on the maternal weight and springy give filling my palms.
Not that I actually let go of them, of course.
"I fully expected you to ravish me on the spot… but surely you cannot truly be ignorant of it? Of the time-honored tradition of our Female Knight Tribe? We have known each other long enough that I assumed you must already be aware."
"Nobody ever told me. Not the Elf—not Lady Celestin—and you never really brought it up either, Dyna…"
"Hnn…"
At my words, Dyna closed her eyes for a moment, lost in thought.
Even while I kept fondling her breasts, she thrust her chest out toward me as if to prove her earlier claim—that I could handle her however I liked—was no lie, and continued dredging up old memories. At last she slowly opened her eyes, nodded, and spoke.
"You are right. I told you I was of the Female Knight Tribe, yet I never once explained our nature or our traditions. I believed I had taught you well about myself, and yet I failed to pass on even such basic common knowledge… This blunder, I shall repay with my pussy! Come! Even now—atonement pussy sex!"
"Why is the conversation going that way?! Just tell me first!"
Honestly, the revelation that Dyna was such a dazzling beauty, the sudden nakedness, the passionate declaration that everything she was now belonged to me, and the way she was so eagerly offering herself up to be taken—all of it still left me flustered. That did not mean I disliked any of it.
I simply did not want to turn into a mindless beast who knew nothing and lost his head over the beautiful female body right in front of him.
Whether she sensed that feeling or not, Dyna tightly clasped my hands and pulled them so I could not take them off her chest.
"Th-then at least my hands…"
"Absolutely not. This is a form of collateral. When this conversation ends, I wish to receive upon this very body the token of your promise that you will most certainly ravish me, so that I may rest easy. Besides, did I not already say it? My body is yours now. Or is it that you find me distasteful? It is a little awkward to say of myself, but I do believe this body is optimally suited to becoming a sex-slave here-knight."
"N-no, it's not that I dislike it, it's just…"
"Hnnn…♡"
When I answered the here-knight who kept flaunting her lust toward me by kneading her breasts harder, Dyna let out a coquettish moan, then curved her lips into a smile and continued.
"As you well know, we of the Female Knight Tribe do not casually show our faces to just anyone. Even among our own kind, even when meeting fellow tribeswomen, we almost never reveal our faces."
"That much I know. That's why I asked you so many times…"
"And as you also know, it was never because I disliked you. In my heart I wanted nothing more than to show the face of a woman to someone for whom I held affection—but I, who am held up as a model for all here-knights, could not lightly flout tradition for the sake of mere personal feeling."
"Tradition?"
In this world where I was the only human left, so many races and monsters lived side by side that I could hardly claim to be an expert on every culture and custom. Was stripping herself bare and offering up everything she was also part of that tradition?
As I tilted my head, Dyna—still bouncing the breasts trapped in my hands up and down as if in service—went on.
"The only moment a here-knight removes her armor is when she has been defeated by someone. It is the long and sacred tradition of our race."
"Uh… what?"
So she had not just been saying that to make me feel good?
I wondered for a second if she was teasing me, but the look on Dyna's face as she kept swaying her breasts was far too serious, so I shut my mouth again.
"We of the Female Knight Tribe, true to the name of here-knight, spend our entire lives searching for the one to whom we will pledge our loyalty. And that person is…"
"Whoever wins against them? The one who defeats them?"
"Heh heh. Precisely. In whatever form it may take—even something as trifling as rock-paper-scissors—a here-knight sheds her armor before the one who has claimed victory over her and bares her naked body just like this. By acknowledging her defeat and exposing herself so defenselessly that even her pussy is fully on display, she swears her loyalty to the lord she will serve from that day forward…♡"
"You really don't have to use such filthy words… W-wait. Lord?"
Lord, all of a sudden?
The passionate affection that had begun blazing in Dyna's crimson eyes the instant she lost at rock-paper-scissors was one thing, but the absurdly heavy word spilling from her lips sent cold sweat trickling down my back.
Dyna, who had been twitching as if holding something back, averted her gaze from me and asked carefully,
"Yes. Lord. If you would prefer I call you Master, I shall gladly do so."
"It's not about the title…"
"Or is it that you find this disagreeable? If so, say it plainly. I have no wish to place a burden upon you."
"Th-that's, uhhh…?"
When she made a face like a puppy left out in the rain on the side of the road, refusing her was impossible.
Besides, once the initial shock wore off, I was still a man with a cock between his legs. From the start I had never seriously intended to turn away a beauty who had come to me of her own free will.
"It's not that I dislike it. So…"
"Truly?! H-heh heh… heh heh heh… My lord. At last, my lord—to think the day would come when I, Dyna Hercules, once called the strongest here-knight, would find my lord…♡"
Once more Dyna's crimson eyes blazed like fire along with her passionate red hair. Then she clamped down on the hand she had been holding this whole time, as if she would never let it go again, and declared,
"So then—will you ravish me now? Will you trample this virgin body of mine with that magnificent cock of yours and turn me into a sow who knows nothing but cock?!"
"Why does the conversation keep circling back there?!"
"You are the one who should answer! Why will you not ravish me?! After agreeing to become my lord! If you defeated me in our contest, then take the responsibility that comes with it!"
You're the one who hypnotized me into winning in the first place!
The words that had been about to spill past my throat were swallowed right back down at the sight of the red-haired virgin flashing that lewd little smile.
"Tch. It cannot be helped. In that case I have no choice but to take matters into my own hands! This is your fault. You became the lord of Dyna Hercules and then refused to take responsibility for the sexual appetite of the here-knight under your command—that makes you the villain here. From generation to generation, a wicked lord like that gets a pussy rebellion—a Vagina Coup!"
"W-waaaait…?!"
Even after hearing the full explanation, the situation only grew more dizzying. I staggered—but the heat-struck here-knight, who had long since soaked her pussy and thighs in thick, transparent fluids, only tightened her grip on my wrist.
How worked up was she? The heat was one thing, but it genuinely hurt enough to make me yelp.
"That hurts! Be gentler…"
"I-it hurts?! Forgive me! Such rudeness! I shall ease the strength in my hand at on—hnn?!"
"…?"
Suddenly Dyna released my hand and clamped both of hers over her own mouth.
She rolled her eyes hard left and right, as if she had just said something she absolutely should not have.
But only for a moment. After sneaking several glances at my face, checking something over and over, she slowly parted the fingers covering her mouth, deliberately dragged her tongue across her lips where I could see it, then put on that thoroughly wicked smile again and closed in on me.
Once more I found myself backed all the way against the wall.
Licking her lips as if eyeing prey, Dyna ran her hands over my body amid a thick, lewd scent and whispered,
"You would do well not to underestimate a here-knight's lust. By the ancient tradition that a here-knight must offer her virginity to the one who defeated her, in this very moment even her lord is nothing more than someone to be greedily fucked se—"
"Stop!"
"Ugh?!"
"Huh?"
At my desperate cry—half scream—Dyna froze exactly where she stood.
As if time had stopped for her alone, she remained completely locked in the pose of someone about to pounce, both arms and both legs spread wide.
The only movement left in her body was the rise and fall of her belly as she breathed, the violent trembling of her eyes, the lewd smile still hooked at the corners of her mouth—and the sticky love juices dripping steadily from between her thighs.
"Y-you despicable scoundrel… How on earth did you realize that I, a noble here-knight, cannot defy my lord's command…♡"
"Aha…"
At last, the corner of my own mouth curved upward into a smile.