"Don't tell me Eleonora is... Eleonora...!!"
Sitting in the chair of her office, gazing intently into a crystal ball, was a woman with fiery red hair. She was Ariel C. Isis, the Princess Knight who received the love and respect of the entire Isis Kingdom.
But right now, she doubted her own eyes.
As usual, she had been reviewing documents to assist her mother, the Queen, with state affairs, when a sudden communication arrived from the Saintess of the Church of the Goddess.
Could it be? Had they finally found the whereabouts of Eleonora, her dearest friend whose traces had vanished completely?
Of course, until now, every reply had been disheartening—We haven't found her yet, or We plan to search this area, so let's coordinate so the Kingdom's knights don't overlap with ours. That was the extent of it.
But Ariel, who thought of Eleonora not just as a friend but as family, could not let go of the rope of hope.
That was why she often contacted the Saintess first, and whenever a call came from the Saintess’s side, her heart would race, expecting the news she so desperately desired.
Today, unlike usual, the contact had come from the Saintess first without prior notice.
She had heard the Saintess had been ill for the past few days... had something happened?
Or perhaps, did she finally bring news of Eleonora?!
There was a vague sense of unease, but looking at the time, it was significant.
Christia, who led the organization alongside the Saintess, would know that this was the time usually reserved for reviewing documents and approving decisions. To contact her now meant risking rudeness to interrupt her duties—meaning there was news that absolutely had to be delivered.
'Did something terrible happen? Or maybe...'
She accepted the call immediately. The face of the Saintess, looking slightly haggard as if she really had been sick lately, appeared with what seemed to be good news.
The Saintess had finally brought news regarding Eleonora’s whereabouts.
However, for some reason, the Saintess looked troubled. She hesitated, looking as if she were thinking, 'Is it really right to say this?'
This implicitly suggested that something was wrong with Eleonora.
But that was fine.
Eleonora was her best friend. Even if she was in a terrible state—even if, like in the lewd novels Ariel secretly read, she had been broken by someone and turned into a vulgar sex slave—Ariel was ready to accept her.
However, just as the report on Eleonora was about to leave the Saintess’s lips, a bright flash of light burst through the crystal ball. The image of the Saintess vanished, replaced by the chaotic sounds of a sudden upheaval.
It wasn't just a simple commotion.
Somewhere, a very familiar voice seemed to scream out.
And then, the clang of clashing steel began to ring out.
Suddenly?
Combat had broken out not just anywhere, but there? In the headquarters of the Church of the Goddess, a place guarded like an iron fortress by those maniacal Crusaders?
Furthermore, that location wasn't far from the capital.
If an enemy appeared there, the danger could easily spread to the capital. It was a situation that required the immediate deployment of troops to support the Saintess.
Just as Ariel was about to urgently summon her attendants—
The crystal ball, which had been white with static and filled only with the sounds of battle, began to regain its picture.
—Do not attach titles like 'Sir' to my name!! I am Master's sow, Eleonora!! I am a breeding sow who spreads her pussy and asshole whenever Master commands! I am the filthy, lewd Sow Knight Eleonora, who exists only to protect Master and his cock!!
"E-Eleonora?!"
Ariel inadvertently jumped up from her seat. On the screen, Eleonora was gripping the hair of Christia—the Saintess's closest aide and Commander of the Crusaders—and ruthlessly slamming her head into the floor.
The voice she heard earlier was familiar, but the tone was so different she hadn't recognized it. But why was Eleonora suddenly appearing in the Church, in the Saintess's room?
But all those questions were pushed aside as trivial the moment she took in Eleonora’s appearance.
"N-Naked... And those rings hanging from her tits and crotch...?!"
Not only had she appeared completely stark naked, but her nipples and pussy were adorned with vulgar piercings and jewelry—things fit only for sex slaves, or perhaps livestock lower than slaves.
At first, Ariel thought she was seeing things. But that brilliant platinum blonde hair, those jewel-like blue eyes, and above all, those overwhelmingly massive breasts—the greatest in the continent—were unmistakable.
It was Eleonora.
Eleonora was right there.
What on earth was going on? Why were her own dark, damp fantasies manifesting before her eyes?!
Was this that thing people said? The Princess Knight's imagination becomes reality?
"Like back then... No, it's different from then... Unlike that time...?!"
Ariel was confused, unsure how to react to this unbelievable spectacle.
What should I do? Should I dispatch the knights to the church immediately?
But if she sent the knights, Eleonora’s shameful state would be exposed to the world. Her honor would plummet to the ground.
However, not sending knights when the Saintess was under attack went beyond political relations; it was a dereliction of human duty.
To buy even a little time, Ariel called out to Eleonora with a trembling voice.
—?
There was a reaction!
Although the crystal ball was rolling on the floor, Eleonora recognized Ariel's faint voice. Even through the magical transmission, the former Knight Commander recognized the voice of the royalty she had pledged her life to serve.
But that recognition lasted only a moment.
—Fufu...♥
"E-Eleonora?"
Ariel was left speechless again as Eleonora suddenly smiled—a small, twisted smirk directed right at her.
'That... that is Eleonora... Is that really Eleonora...?!'
Was that expression truly on the face of the noble female knight?
It was a smile so lewd and sticky it made Ariel doubt her eyes. And in the gaze directed at her, a filthy, overflowing lust rippled like a dark tide.
"Eleonora!!"
Ariel had watched her for a lifetime. Refusing to believe it, thinking perhaps it was a look-alike, she called her name again, staring intently.
But Eleonora simply moaned.
—Haaaah... The pleasure of that time, when I was tied up helplessly, unable to move a hand or foot while Master trampled my virginity... Remembering when Master's thick, gallant cock ripped through this Eleonora's hymen... If I just think about it, this Eleonora could have her pussy stuffed for three days and nights and still be hungry... No, it was such an electrifying experience I feel like I could piss myself right now...♥
"Ah... aaah...?!"
Eleonora didn't care about Ariel's desperate calls. Instead, she rolled the crystal ball between her legs and began to assume that posture.
She spread her legs into an M-shape, bringing her hands behind her head. It was the pose of a defeated female signaling total submission—exposing her armpits, her breasts, and her pussy without a shred of concealment.
"That... isn't that the...?"
As if to show it off, as if asking, 'Doesn't this pose remind you of something?' Eleonora looked down at the crystal ball. Her pussy was dripping with clear love juices, and from the hole behind it, a thick white liquid that shouldn't belong there was leaking out, trailing down in a long, sticky string. She flaunted her depraved state with pride.
"Don't tell me... Don't tell me, Eleonora, you really...?!"
Seeing Ariel's face turn as red as her hair, sweating profusely in shock, Eleonora shouted as if she wanted Ariel to hear every word.
—Haaah... I came...♥ Just recalling that memory... Remembering the time I was raped while screaming that I would kill Master... it makes me shudder with so much pleasure! Thinking of that glorious day I offered my first time to Master, outdoors in broad daylight... my womb is throbbing, thump-thump, wanting to be pregnant with Master's child right now...♥
"R-Raped... Outdoors in broad... d-daylight?!"
No way. Surely not.
What kind of knight is she? How could she receive such treatment and be happy about it?
But Ariel saw the female knight’s lips twitch through the crystal ball, drooling as if reliving the memory, unable to endure the arousal. She heard the Haaa-ack sound of suppressed breath escaping Eleonora’s lust-filled lungs.
"That prideful Eleonora... has she really been broken... has she been tamed...?!"
Eleonora was genuinely rejoicing.
Anyone else might be fooled, but Ariel, who had been by her side her whole life, could not mistake her sincerity for acting.
Right now, Eleonora was truly loyal to the Master who had broken her into such a filthy sex slave. She felt no shame in exposing her naked body to others; instead, her pussy twitched with joy and carnal desire at her own wretched appearance.
—Fufu...
"Eleonora...?!"
What was that smile filled with superiority? Looking at her state, it was clear she had been living without clothes. She must have been subjected to perverted sexual acts constantly, her body writhing in pleasure.
Otherwise, her pussy wouldn't be gaping open like that. It wouldn't be twitching ceaselessly, as if remembering a penis and begging for it to return.
Then, the Saintess's voice reached Ariel's ears.
It was clear Violet was also shocked by the sight of Eleonora happily shaking her hips back and forth, presenting her pussy right before their eyes.
—Are you... are you planning to make me like that too? Are you trying to make me a semen-dumpster, a s-sow like Sir Eleonora...?
—No, I didn't say I'd go that fa—
—Ho... You always walk around with that silly smile, so I thought you were a fool, but you're sharper than I expected.
—Hiiiek...?!
"Sow...?!"
Ariel had thought she was being treated worse than a sex slave, but was she literally considered livestock?!
Unconsciously, Ariel stared straight into Eleonora's blue eyes, demanding an answer.
Feeling that gaze as another form of stimulation, Eleonora shivered slightly. She looked at Violet and Ariel with eyes brimming with lust and shouted.
—Exactly as you said! Saintess, you will no longer be a saint, but Master's sow, Violet. You will be broken. And for the rest of your life, you will live the happy, lewd life of a breeding sow, offering up your pussy to birth Master's children, rolling around in a mixture of semen and love juices."
"How can that be...?!"
She was speaking to the Saintess, but effectively, she was speaking to Ariel as well.
It was a declaration. Someday, I will make you just like me, Ariel. I will turn you into a filthy sow who walks around naked, her pussy gaping open ceaselessly.
It was practically a declaration of war.
After that, scenes of shock continued—Violet taking off her clothes, Christia stripping while begging to be taken too—but Ariel just stared blankly.
No, her eyes were on the crystal ball, but it was more accurate to say she was looking but not seeing.
"Eleonora... Don't tell me, Eleonora..."
The proud and noble Eleonora was rejoicing while flaunting her pussy in front of others. And witnessing the fact that she had betrayed the royal family, blinded by a cock, pledging loyalty to the Master who tamed her into such a lewd sow... declaring she would make Ariel into the same state...
Nothing else registered in her mind.
She had betrayed them.
The strongest female knight who once protected the kingdom had fallen into corruption and lust.
Naked, without a single thread on her body, she was kidnapping the Saintess and the Holy Knight Commander in broad daylight.
What should she say?
What words could she possibly utter in this situation?
Ariel wanted to scream something at the evil group slowly preparing to withdraw, but her lips wouldn't part. She could only tremble.
But then, Eleonora’s face loomed large in the crystal ball again. Ariel reflexively tried to call her name, but seeing Eleonora lightly lick her own lips silenced her.
Eleonora gave Ariel a strange, meaningful smile and spoke softly.
"Ariel, you already have plenty of talent to be a sow. I'm sure you'll receive plenty of Master's affection right alongside me."
"!!"
As usual, she called her by her name, not her title of Princess.
The cruel female knight shattered even the tiny hope Ariel held—the hope that she hadn't betrayed them, that this was some operation to deceive the enemy.
You fell just because you wanted a cock! You fell into lewd depravity!
You betrayed us!
But Ariel couldn't speak.
The word 'talent' that flowed from Eleonora's lips.
It was because of that word, spoken with leisure as if she saw right through Ariel, that Ariel's body began to shudder with a creeping chill—and heat.
"Don't tell me... y-you knew... all along..."
Instead of answering, Eleonora just let out a small, "Fufufu."
And finally, when the man responsible for her corruption—her 'New Master'—called for her...
"I will be waiting for the day we serve Master together as filthy sows."
As if telling her to think about it carefully.
Leaving those final words, Eleonora deliberately shook her plump buttocks and heavy breasts at the screen before disappearing into the bright light.
Having witnessed all of this, Ariel, needing to confirm this unbelievable reality, urgently summoned her attendants. She dispatched knights to the church and then immediately gave an order to her servant.
"Contact the Sage of the Magic Tower. Now."
And at that same moment.
Bzzt, Bzzzzzt—
"H-huh? Isn't this where that human male was just a moment ago...?"
They say a man should only shed tears three times in his life, but Shin Seon-dong had been shedding his 'cock-water' incessantly. As a result, in every place he passed, countless events were beginning to unfold without his knowledge, triggered by the traces he left behind.