In the Knightess's Room, a Pure Love Kiss with Anna (3)

I couldn’t help but burst into loud laughter the moment I saw the single, intuitive line of the skill window floating in the air.

It wasn’t some grandiose skill overloaded with flowery modifiers like the one Kael had in the original story. The effect was short and brutally simple. Yet I felt not the slightest disappointment that the skill I’d received from Leona was so straightforward.

On the contrary, its very simplicity was perfect. No unnecessary complications—just an ability that was unconditionally good no matter how you used it.

The only real drawback, if you could even call it that, is that the points only rise when I execute evildoers instead of just any enemy.

But for me, that wasn’t a drawback at all. From the beginning, I had never planned to slaughter innocent civilians like the deranged villains in the original work.

The only people I would treat as enemies ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠were those who deserved to die. And in this dark-fantasy world, those kinds of bastards were everywhere.

Stats that could normally only be gained through grueling training or quest rewards. Now I have a relatively easy way to obtain them. But even more important than that is…

I smiled with deep satisfaction and gently stroked Leona’s lower belly. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠The belly that had swelled massively while nurturing my skill child was now completely flat again, firm and toned. The hideous scars that had once covered her body had also vanished, as if they had fed on the remaining dregs of my Virility stat.

They hadn’t been repulsive to look at—honestly, they’d been a bit of a turn-on—but Leona herself had felt they made her unfeminine, so she would surely be happy.

I gave her a rare reward, slowly caressing her lower belly.

Leona had more than earned this kind of affection. After all, the skill I had gained wasn’t for my exclusive use; it was shared with her.

As long as Leona’s favor toward me didn’t drop, the effect would last forever.

In other words, from now on, every time Leona picked up a sword in my place and butchered monsters or enemies, her stats would rise endlessly—and mine would rise right along with hers.

In short…

Automatic hunting. This is pure fucking gold.

I thought of Kael, the protagonist of the original story, and Lucian, whose whereabouts were currently unknown.

This world before the NTR drift had been one that constantly pushed the protagonist into absurdly unfair situations. As the story progressed, the hero’s talents and skills would inevitably grow stronger.

At some point it reached the level where simply breathing made him stronger.

And after the NTR drift, Lucian had become an absurdly broken character who ignored all plausibility for the sake of plot convenience. The truth was, I had been deeply worried and suspicious about that very fact.

Will I be able to keep up with the original’s insane power inflation? Can I actually become stronger than them? Those were the worries and doubts that had plagued me.

But now things were different.

Now it’s possible! With this kind of power…! If I just leave auto-hunting on…!

“Heh, heheheh.”

As I smiled contentedly and stroked Leona’s pussy, I felt a burning gaze on my face.

Only then did I notice Anna, who had been silently watching my every move, and quickly composed my expression.

To me, it had been an act of affection for Leona—the woman who would continue raising my stats with Hunt Harvest even while I slept. But it seemed Anna had interpreted my actions in a very different way.

No matter how absolutely obedient and free of jealousy Anna was as my tamed maid, I couldn’t possibly let this misunderstanding slide. Not as a user of Corruption Training.

I grabbed Leona’s limp hand and used it to wipe my cock clean. For the parts that still weren’t clean enough, I used her bedsheet. Every last trace of Leona was wiped from my shaft.

Only then did I call out to Anna.

“Come here and sit down, Anna.”

Without asking why, Anna obediently took a seat beside me.

I shook my head and patted my thigh with my palm.

“Here. I said sit here, Anna. On top of my cock.”

In the brief time it took to give that order, my cock had already become fully erect. Even after cumming so much for Leona—for the sake of Skill Impregnation—it wasn’t a half-hard, limp thing. It stood tall and rock-hard.

It was the power of the Virility stat I had deliberately saved for Anna, and Anna alone.

“T-that means…”

Realizing my intention, Anna’s timid eyes widened in shock.

“Y-Young Master. Surely you don’t mean to give it to… me…”

Anna stumbled backward in confusion. Her usual polite and obedient demeanor was gone, replaced by open resistance as she stammered.

“Y-you mustn’t. I am nothing but a lowly maid. I’m different from Lady Leona. My body cannot offer you any great help… Young Master has no reason to bestow such excessive grace upon me. The strength you have left should rightfully be used on Deputy Commander Leona…”

“Are you defying my words?”

I scolded Anna, who was refusing my cock even though her pussy was already soaking wet.

Unlike my usual tone when speaking to her, my voice was cold and authoritative. Anna’s shoulders flinched violently.

I stared at her with chillingly calm eyes. The somewhat resolute attitude with which she had first resisted me gradually crumbled. Tears began to pool in Anna’s eyes.

It pained me to see it, but this was not the time to comfort her, so I simply watched in silence.

“Your value is not for you to decide. It is for me to decide. You may think of yourself as a worthless maid, but I do not. You have perfectly carried out every mission I have given you. Just today, you deceived Eric and Kent. That is a tremendous achievement. So why do you continue to belittle yourself?”

I spoke the truth. I was not spouting lies to raise her favor or submission. I had done so when I first met Anna, but after seeing her true nature, there was no longer any need.

Although her stats were terrible and her skills unremarkable, Anna’s loyalty alone made her worthy of the reward called Skill Impregnation. And with my knowledge of the original story, I could nurture her lacking stats and skills.

“So when I say I will give you a reward befitting your accomplishments, you dare refuse? Are you saying I have misjudged you? That I am wrong?”

Anna’s eyelids trembled. At my unrelenting words, the tears that had pooled in her eyes finally spilled down her cheeks.

But this timid maid’s self-deprecation still resisted me a little longer.

“I… I… am not Lady Leona. I cannot help you the way Lady Leona can. If monsters attack… I will hide in a corner. I cannot fight them like Lady Leona.”

“Yes, that’s right. Because you are not Leona.”

I spoke firmly.

“Heh, heheheh…”

Anna covered her face with both hands and wept bitterly. It seemed she had misinterpreted my words as yet another insult. But that was not the case at all.

I grabbed Anna’s arm, pulled her toward me, and guided the hands covering her face down to my cock.

“Touch it. Is it hot?”

“Y-yes…? Yes.”

“I kept it this hard for you. Not for Leona—for you.”

“……”

“You are you, and Leona is Leona.”

“……”

“Yes, you’re right. You cannot fight like Leona. When monsters invade, you will hide in a corner. And that is exactly what I want from you.”

“…W-what do you mean?”

Anna asked with a pitiful yet adorable face, tears and snot now mixing together.

I turned my head to look behind me. Leona had woken from her fainting spell and was watching us with an expression that was half dazed and half bewildered.

I snatched away the blanket Leona was using to hide her breasts—despite having already shown me her asshole—and used it to wipe Anna’s runny nose.

“Just as you said, you cannot do what Leona does. But Leona also cannot do what you do—deceiving Eric and Kent. Do you understand? This is not simple pity.”

“What do you mean, Young Master? I can do that much too.”

From behind me came Leona’s voice. Even though she had no idea what we were talking about, her unusual competitive spirit made her insist she could do anything.

“No, you can’t, Leona. You’d get caught and end up killing Eric. And that bastard isn’t someone we can kill so easily.”

“I said I can do it!”

Without taking my eyes off the tearful Anna, I swung my arm backward and threw the blanket I had used to wipe her nose straight at Leona’s face.

“Eek!”

I ignored Leona’s protest and placed both hands on Anna’s hips, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠slowly pulling her toward me.

Even though I had fucked her hundreds of times, Anna’s pussy was still as tight and virgin-like as ever. It began devouring my cock from the tip with a wet, squeezing sound.

Leona, who had been sitting behind me, crawled across the bed on all fours and peeked over my shoulder to watch the scene.

The sound of the horny knightess’s panting right next to my ear was irritating. I had fucked her so thoroughly that her arousal had dropped to zero, yet here she was getting worked up again. What a bitch in heat.

I shook my arm to brush her off. Even when Leona huffed in annoyance and turned her face away with a loud “Hmph!” I didn’t spare her a glance.

Right now, I needed to focus only on Anna.

I wrapped my arms around Anna’s waist and pulled her down until her pussy swallowed my cock to the very root.

Our sexes were deeply connected, and we sat facing each other. It was the face-to-face sitting position.

“Hah, ahhh…”

As our flesh met and Anna’s pussy took my cock all the way to the base without any gap, she panted and clung tightly to my neck.

Instead of demanding one-sided service as usual, I gripped her slender waist and hips firmly with both hands and thrust upward myself. I didn’t pound her roughly. Rather, I rocked her slowly so she could fully savor the sensation of my cock inside her pussy.

The pleasure I was personally bestowing upon her—when I usually only received service or violently poured my lust into her.

In response to that, I whispered praise into her ear as she panted pathetically. It was praise that would stimulate Anna far more powerfully than any sweet nothings.

“You’re doing well, Anna. You fully deserve to receive this power.”

As Anna’s reason completely melted, so did her pussy. Her already tight cunt squeezed my cock even harder. Since I had no intention of holding back on purpose, I never stopped moving my hips.

The panting Anna instinctively bit down lightly on my shoulder, leaving teeth marks. It was an unconscious act from the sadistic side of her.

Normally I would have harshly scolded her for it, but at this moment I forgave her completely.

Because right now, I was the one serving her, and she was the one receiving that service.

For Anna, who had willingly rimmed me without hesitation, I could easily endure this much.

“Haaah… haaah… I like it, Young Master… I like it so much…”

Anna breathed evenly as she whispered into my ear. It was the complete opposite of the violent, brutal sex I had with Leona.

This was gentle, tender, pure-love sex. So I didn’t bother holding back and poured every last drop of my remaining Virility stat into Anna’s womb.

I activated Mind Reading and peeked into Anna’s thoughts as she panted with her chest pressed against mine.

…Huh?

Rather than gratitude for the grace I had bestowed, the first thing I heard was pure bewilderment.

Young Master… didn’t use it all on Deputy Commander Leona, and instead saved his semen… for me? For someone who is nothing but a mere maid, a disposable tool that could be thrown away at any time… he saved the very last shot for me?

Anna’s slender fingers rested on my collarbone. I could feel every tremble through her palm.

At the same time, images of Anna’s past flooded into my mind.

Instead of praising herself, Anna belittled herself.

I was born frail… and my status was lowly…

Every evaluation she had heard while growing up was embedded deep in her heart, shaping the way she judged herself.

Useless. Weak. Tool. Laundress. Cleaner.

Her face was pretty, but because of her low birth and frailty, she wasn’t worth marrying, wasn’t qualified to become a mother, and wouldn’t live long anyway.

Even becoming Kent’s spy hadn’t been an opportunity for social advancement like it had been for Ria. For Anna, it had simply been a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠desperate struggle to prove her usefulness for just a little longer.

Even while being fucked by me and panting, Anna had been pricing herself as a tool that would soon be discarded.

That was the single value assessment Anna had given herself her entire life.

But.

Right now, deep inside her—something she had never felt before was taking root. Through Mind Reading, I could sense it clearly.

It wasn’t hers, but something I had given her. And precisely because of that, it was a special power she could trust even more.

…Tools don’t receive seeds.

Realization slowly began to spread through Anna’s self-deprecating mind.

Tools… are not nurtured.

Those thoughts were shattering Anna’s self-loathing.

Yet right now… I am receiving Young Master’s seed inside me…

…Ah.

Anna’s thin breaths flowed across my chest.

Now I… am no longer a tool to be used and discarded by Young Master.

Now I… am his eternal maid, the one he will personally keep by his side…

The very moment I ejaculated inside Anna’s pussy, whatever had been binding her all this time was completely released.

Anna slowly—very slowly—lifted her head.

A faint moan escaped between her lips. Thick tears fell from her trembling eyes, soaking my shoulder and the bedsheet.

“…Young Master. …Thank you. I will serve you for the rest of my life. For all eternity.”

It was a fragile sentence. But I understood exactly what kind of heart lay behind those words.

After saying that, Anna very slowly rose from my cock. She was trying not to let a single drop of the semen I had poured into her womb spill.

Standing before me, Anna maintained a perfect maid’s posture, knelt down, and kissed the top of my foot.

There could be no greater display of submission.

“Raise your head, Anna.”

“…Yes, Young Master.”

Anna’s tear-filled eyes were adorable.

Since I had now completely exhausted my Virility stat, embracing Anna like this wouldn’t be enough to fulfill the quota for her skill birth. Still, I pulled her into my arms and lay down beside her.

The bothersome Leona was shoved off to the side of the bed and onto the floor.

Thanks to the intense breeding press Anna and I had put her through, Leona’s waist had gone completely limp. Despite her high Strength stat, she couldn’t resist at all and simply rolled onto the floor.

As Anna and I held each other tightly and exchanged tender kisses, filling the room with the sounds of our affection—

“U-um… I’m here too, you know…? Hello? Hellooo? …Wait, this is my room! Why are you doing this here! If you’re going to do it, at least let me join like before!”

The useless pussy shouted, but neither Anna nor I paid her the slightest bit of attention.

Before long, the sound of Leona, sprawled on the floor, masturbating while listening to us kiss reached our ears.

After all that fucking, and she’s still this perverted. What a crazy masochist.

Anyway, I stroked Anna’s still-slender lower belly and fell into thought.

I wonder what Anna will give me? She probably won’t give me a combat skill like Leona. But since I’ve raised her favorability this much, she won’t give me some worthless skill either. I’m looking forward to it.

“Young Master, I… I will work hard to raise the child inside my belly… for your sake.”

Anna said something pleasant, as if she had read my mind.