Chapter 53 — The Three Female Knights (6): The Last Night?
Day thirteen of my posting with the knight order.
The last night.
And I feel fucking fantastic.
Tomorrow I return to the royal castle. My report to Helga is finished, the spy purge is complete, and the mental conditioning training for the knights has been wrapped up for now.
All that remains is... the last night.
On my first day in this otherworld, survival was all I could think about. And now here I am, staring at the ceiling because I don't want to leave. You've sure as hell changed, Kang Do-hyun.
Nine o'clock at night.
The three of them gathered in my room, and being our last night together, the mood felt a little different.
Karin had brought fruit wine.
"I swiped it from Instructor Helga."
Eva brought bread and cheese.
"Midnight snacks. For keeping our strength up."
Sophie was holding a small bouquet.
"...I picked them from the order's garden."
A bouquet.
"For you, Do-hyun..."
Sophie held it out, face scarlet. Wildflowers — nameless purple wildflowers.
"Thank you, Sophie."
I accepted the bouquet, fetched a water glass from the table, and stood the flowers in it.
Eva was visibly moved.
"Sophie, that's so romantic!"
Karin puffed out her cheeks.
"Hey, I should've brought something too."
"You brought the wine, Karin. That's practical."
"Don't call me practical! I have a sentimental side too!"
We poured the fruit wine, shared out the bread, and the four of us sat in a circle on the bed, talking.
"You're really leaving tomorrow?"
Karin asked, a wistful light in her green eyes.
"The queen consort summoned me. I can't exactly say no."
"The queen consort... Her Majesty Elena?"
Awe saturated Karin's voice. To a knight, the queen was an absolute being.
"Yes. Apparently there's a new mission waiting."
"What kind of mission?"
"I don't know yet. I'll find out when I get there."
Eva drained her cup of fruit wine and spoke.
"Don't forget us, Do-hyun."
"As if I could."
"Really? I hear the castle's crawling with pretty noble girls?"
Eva winked.
"No one alive is prettier than you, Eva."
"My, my, listen to this one~"
Eva smacked my arm, her face flushed pink.
Sophie sat quietly beside me, fingers lightly curled around my sleeve. Still holding it, she leaned softly into my side, her warmth reaching me through the fabric. ...Fuck. One fingertip of contact and my cock gives a jolt. My stomach pulls taut. Hold it in. Crush it down. What kind of degenerate gets hard in the middle of a moment like this? I honestly look pathetic.
"...Do-hyun."
"Yes."
"If you go far away... will your [Suggestion] still reach us here?"
"[Suggestion] has a range limit, so I'm afraid not."
Sophie's silver eyes wavered. Anxiety.
"But you'll be fine even without [Suggestion]."
"...Why?"
"Because you're already strong, Sophie."
Sophie's eyes went wide. Then she smiled.
"...If you say things like that, I'm going to cry."
"Then cry."
Sophie laid her head on my shoulder. Her black hair spilled against my arm.
The conversation deepened, little by little.
Downing her second cup of fruit wine, Karin spoke.
"Do-hyun, I have a confession."
"About what?"
"When you got the recall order at the front... I cried."
She said it with a perfectly composed expression. Hard to tell whether it was the wine or the emotion talking.
"I was scared the nightmares would come back once you were gone. That I'd sink back into the dark."
Karin's green eyes found mine. Dead serious.
"But they didn't come. Even after you left, I didn't have a single nightmare."
"You didn't?"
"Nope. You told me, remember? 'A strong person cries when it's time to cry, and fights when it's time to fight.' I fell asleep holding onto that, and the nightmares never came."
Karin grinned.
"It's all thanks to you. Really."
Thanks to you. Sticky-sweet words, but they didn't taste bad. Strictly speaking, the [Suggestion] I'd planted in Karin probably accounted for half of it — but I saw no reason to bring that up.
Eva sniffled beside me.
"That's so moving..."
"Eva, why are you crying?"
"Because it's moving, that's why!"
Wiping her tears, Eva spoke up.
"I have something to say too. When you told me that 'Rita had been protecting you, Eva'... a weight I'd carried for three years finally lifted."
Eva's blue eyes glistened.
"I'd been carrying Rita's death alone all that time. And you split that burden with me."
Eva took my hand.
"Thank you. Truly, truly, thank you."
Sophie lifted her head from my shoulder.
"I want to... say something too."
Sophie's silver eyes turned to me, brimming with tears.
"For four years, men frightened me. Living every day among men in the order — every single day, I was afraid."
Her voice trembled.
"Some days I wanted to quit the order. Some days I wanted to run away. Some days... I wanted to die."
Karin took Sophie's hand. Eva wrapped an arm around her back.
"But when you told me 'it wasn't your fault, Sophie'... for the first time, I could breathe."
Sophie looked into my eyes, tears spilling from the silver of them.
"The first time you took my hand. The first time you kissed me. The first time you held me. All of them were firsts. All of them."
Her voice cracked.
"Feeling glad to be alive... that only started after I met you."
The room fell quiet. Karin crying, Eva crying, Sophie crying.
My throat tightened too.
Honestly, I couldn't tell whether the lump there was genuine feeling or just a reflex of the false intimacy my power had manufactured — and I didn't particularly want to find out. Fuck it. I decided to simply take it in.
"...Thank you. All three of you."
At my words, the three of them looked up at me.
"For the first time since coming to this world, I found myself thinking, 'I want to protect these people.'"
Honest words. Not calculation.
With Marisa, it had been survival. Irene had been opportunity. Erica, pity.
But watching Karin, Eva, and Sophie, for the first time... that feeling of wanting to protect had risen up in me.
Whether it was love, duty, or possessiveness, I couldn't say.
But I was certain it was real. Or at least, I wanted to believe it was. Tell enough lies and even your true feelings start to feel like lies. That was the most fucked-up part of it all.
Karin wiped her tears and grinned.
"'Want to protect us'? That's our line. Knights do the protecting."
Eva laughed.
"That's right — we're the ones who protect you!"
Sophie nodded.
"...Because we're knights."
The three female knights were laughing. Even as they wiped their tears.
Once the emotional conversation wound down, the atmosphere shifted on its own — heat born of fruit wine and loosened feelings.
Eva moved first.
"It's our last night. Let's do this properly."
Eva shed her clothes in one motion. Her E-cups sprang free. Karin followed suit, revealing a firm, sculpted body. Sophie undressed last — white skin.
Three female knights. Three bodies.
Eva: golden hair, honey skin, E-cup. The living embodiment of health, a waistline swelling with lush volume.
Karin: red hair, fair skin, C-cup. A knight's musculature — hard abs, hard arms.
Sophie: black hair, snow skin, C-cup. Fine-drawn curves, a translucence like moonlight.
"You too, Do-hyun."
Eva started peeling my clothes away. Karin helped from the other side; Sophie worked at my belt. Three pairs of hands stripped me bare — Eva's assertive hands, Karin's unhesitating ones, Sophie's trembling but never stopping.
Chest. Hips. Everything laid bare.
Ten inches, presented before the three of them.
"Still weapon-grade," Eva declared.
"I swear it looks even bigger than it did at the front?" said Karin.
"...Even now that I've gotten used to it, it still amazes me," Sophie murmured.
"The growth is your imagination. Same size as always."
"No, it's definitely bigger. Bigger than I remember."
Karin wouldn't budge. Her memory was simply wrong — but I supposed I could let her have it.
Eva took hold first, one hand around the base. Karin claimed the top — two pairs of hands sharing one shaft. Sophie laid a fingertip against the tip. The third pair of hands.
Three pairs of hands gripping my cock at once. Was any of this real?
"Now then — turn order."
Eva took overall command.
"Sophie first. Sophie's the star of the night."
"...Me?"
"Yes, you, Sophie. You've grown the most."
Karin agreed.
"Sophie's the star. We're the support."
Sophie, the star.
She lay down before me, white skin against the sheets, moonlight spilling through the window to fall across her. Silver eyes looked up at me. There was still a tremble in them, but it was nothing compared to three days ago.
"...Take me, please."
Sophie said it simply. Then added, barely audible:
"...Today... they say it's a dangerous day... but still... if it's yours, Do-hyun... then it's alright."
Ovulation day. The softest, most fertile day there was for taking seed — and she was handing me her insides whole on exactly that day. Fuck. That one guileless sentence hardened my cock to stone.
I leaned over Sophie. Missionary. Karin lay down at her right, Eva at her left — a formation that cradled her from both sides.
I entered slowly.
"Ah..."
Sophie's moan. Familiar by now, but still that clear, transparent sound — nothing like the first time, three days ago. A moan of pleasure, not pain.
"Hah... Do-hyun..."
I sank in to the hilt. Her narrow depths pressed up against the mouth of her womb, and I felt it against the head of my cock — an angle aimed precisely at where my seed was meant to land. Tears welled in Sophie's silver eyes, reflex tears, emotion and sensation striking at once.
Karin brushed the hair from Sophie's face. Eva clasped her hand.
I began to move, slow and gentle, matching her rhythm.
[Suggestion]. To Sophie.
'Every sense in you opens. Your whole body feels.'
A soft, silken ripple rolled through her.
"Aah...! My whole body...!"
Every inch of Sophie had turned sensitive. Pleasure rose from wherever I touched.
"Hah... my shoulders... my stomach... all of it..."
Her white skin began to flush pink — from her throat to her chest, from her chest to her belly, from her belly down to her thighs. Sophie, her entire body turning the color of roses.
"Beautiful," Eva breathed.
"Like a flower," Karin added.
Sophie smiled through her tears.
"Hah... it's my... first time... feeling this good..."
Her legs wound around my waist — naturally, without a trace of resistance, as if to pin my cock in her deepest place. The legs that had spent four years pushing men away were wrapped around one now. In the posture of a woman receiving seed.
Fuck, it felt incredible. And at the same time, looking down at this body I couldn't tell whether I'd ruined or brought to life, I felt a brief chill. The chill, too, was soon buried under the heat.
I quickened the rhythm a little. Deeper as well.
"Aah...! Inside...! Do-hyun...!"
Sophie's moans grew louder, heat bleeding into that transparent sound.
"It's alright, Sophie. Feel it however you like," Karin whispered.
"Let go, Sophie," Eva said.
Tears ran from Sophie's eyes, but she didn't shut them. She kept looking at me.
"Do-hyun... I... I feel alive..."
Her words sank in like a blade. A woman saying she loved being alive.
[Suggestion]. The last one.
'Let go. Receive it in your deepest place.'
A soft, silken ripple.
"Haaaahhh...!!!"
Sophie's climax.
Her whole body convulsed. Her insides clamped down hard, her back arched and dropped, and that white skin flushed a deep, vivid red. Her scream filled the room — transparent, clear, burning hot.
I drove myself in to the very core, into the mouth of her womb thrown open by her climax, and let go — pouring my seed straight down into her, not a drop to be spared.
"Hahh...! Inside... something's... so hot...!"
My first release struck her womb and her back bowed like a drawn bow once more. I pinned her hips to hold the angle and spilled into her a second time, a third. Her narrow channel couldn't hold it all — the overflow soaked the sheets — but the thickest portion buried itself exactly where it belonged, inside her ovulating womb. Fuck. That was not merely an ejaculation.
Sophie shuddered for ten seconds, then went limp. Tears slid down both cheeks and darkened the sheets.
"Hah... hah... I'm so full... inside... it's warm..."
Her breathing settled into an even rhythm. Ovulation day or not — her face said she loved that womb of hers being packed full of me.
Karin kissed her forehead. Eva wiped her cheeks.
"You did so well, Sophie."
"Our Sophie's the best."
Sophie's turn over. Karin next, then Eva.
Karin took it from behind.
"Hard. Like at the front."
The moment I entered, Karin threw her head back, teeth gritted.
"And... finish inside me, all of it. Today's a dangerous day for me too. One breeding is nothing for a knight... nngh — I came prepared."
The same tone she'd used bracing for death at the front — now offering up her own womb as a vessel for seed. So fucking knightly of her.
Karin's firm body rocked with the rhythm, red hair scattering. Every time my hands seized her hips and knocked at the mouth of her womb, those muscled shoulders rippled like waves. Sophie, watching her face, reached out and took Karin's hand. The support role, reversed.
"Hahh...! Thanks for holding my hand, Soph— AAHH!!"
Karin's climax. A knight's cry. I could see every muscle in her body contracting. Into the deepest, clenching part of her, I drove my seed — split into two pulses, straight into her ovulating womb.
"Nngh...! It's all... inside... not a single drop spilled...!"
Karin grinned through the aftershocks — the face of a knight who had won her battle, her pledge to be bred carried out in full.
Eva took the cowgirl position.
"Since it's the last night, I'm taking the top."
Eva lowered her womb onto my cock herself, seating herself all the way down.
"Tonight... I'm taking it inside. Right down to the deepest place. Fill me up like you're trying to put an heir in me."
Above my face, Eva's E-cups churned the waves of our final night. Karin clasped her hand from the side; Sophie stroked her hair.
"Hahh! I'm losing my mind! It's the last night and it just feels better!"
Eva's hips churned furiously, her E-cups bouncing wildly, golden hair pouring down like a waterfall. Every time she dropped her weight, she struck the mouth of her womb dead-on.
Eva's climax. Her insides clamped down hard and her scream burst free. The instant that clutching grip seemed to suck at my seed, I drove my hips up from beneath and emptied myself into her innermost depths.
"Hahh...! All the way to my womb... it's hot...! Deep inside me like this...!"
Eva shivered as she took the last of it. What overflowed ran down the join of our bodies and dampened my stomach.
Fuck, it felt incredible. The knowledge that I had planted my seed in the wombs of three female knights, one after another, burned my mind white.
The finale.
Our third simultaneous climax.
The three female knights arranged around me — Karin at my left, Eva at my right, Sophie astride me.
I ran [Brainwashing] at full output. Sensory amplification — all three at once. Scrambling three nervous systems in the same breath had become such practiced work that it struck me, again, how disturbingly natural it felt.
The thought of filling all three ovulating wombs with my seed, one after another, set my gut ablaze like mad.
"Hahh...!"
"Nngaaah...!"
"Aaahh...!"
Three climaxes in the same instant. The room shook.
First I wrung the last of myself into the depths of Sophie's womb, wrenched open by her orgasm, then divided the rest between the innermost reaches of Karin and Eva. Three wombs, all filled. The excess slicked down all three pairs of thighs.
From the next room came another thump on the wall.
"Keep it down over there!"
"Sorry~!"
Eva hollered back at the wall, still riding the afterglow of her climax.
Karin laughed. Sophie buried her face.
Afterward.
The four of us lay tangled together, sweat and body heat mingling. All three kept their legs pressed closed, bellies heavy with my seed, as if unwilling to spill a single drop. Dangerous day, ovulation day — their faces said they couldn't have cared less.
Eva fell asleep first. Snoring, her chest pillowed on my arm.
Karin closed her eyes on the other side, murmuring just before she slipped under:
"Do-hyun... you'll come back, won't you?"
"I will."
Karin smiled, and slept.
Sophie opened her silver eyes against my chest.
"...Do-hyun."
"Yes."
"It isn't a dream, is it?"
"It isn't a dream."
"...Good."
Sophie closed her eyes, listening to my heartbeat — filled deep with my seed, wearing the face of a woman who had never felt safer.
"I'll dream something good."
Sophie slept. Last of all.
A room where all three female knights now slept — and only I remained awake, on the last night.
I stared at the ceiling and thought.
Karin. Eva. Sophie.
Three female knights, now mine.
I might have no combat strength of my own, but I'd gained eyes, ears, and a blade inside the order.
Karin was the combat type — a knight who would raise her blade the moment it was needed. Eva was the intelligence type — a knight whose wide web of friendships would draw in the order's secrets. Sophie was the observer type — a knight who watched, listened, and judged in silence.
Together, the three of them made one complete intelligence unit. Three swords to shore up my lack of combat power.
Strategically, a flawless result.
...Strategically only?
It had been a night in which all three had offered their wombs of their own accord, mid-ovulation, volunteering to be bred. There was far too much of me left inside the three of them to file this under strategy alone.
I looked at Sophie's sleeping face. Serene. Karin's sleeping face. Smiling. Eva's sleeping face. Satisfied even through the snoring.
No. It wasn't just strategy.
These three... I liked them. I simply liked them.
Fuck. I really was turning into a harem protagonist.
One more thought had surfaced in some back corner of my skull — that I would never, ever locate the seam where loving them split off from the knowledge that I had tamed them with my own hands. And the moment I decided that didn't matter, I understood I'd already crossed a line there was no coming back over.
...Fine. I'll admit it. I am an otherworld harem protagonist.
As dawn began to pale the window, a royal courier bird alighted on the sill. It bore a short reply under Elena's seal.
Original received. The seal is intact. No match found against the royal crests or the sigils of the Magic Guild. Return with the original and the three records.
Beneath it, a line Elena had added in her own hand.
"There is no crownless throne in our records. We shall begin by confirming that absence."
— Elena
At the very end of the last night, the next hunt was already there, waiting for us.
