Vikalina's expression was stiff, but Sivis remained silent.
He pressed the female knight against the wall. Despite her armor, Sivis could barely feel the warmth of her body, yet a faint, delicate fragrance lingered in his nostrils. The tight armor accentuated her graceful curves, which were clearly discernible.
Recalling Vikalina's usual demeanor of sacred nobility.
A sense of blasphemous pleasure rose within Sivis.
"The flavor of a female knight is different from Werner's."
"The true blasphemy is still waiting for me in the territory.
He couldn't help but think of Saint, who had been force-fed various drugs. Now, it was just like having a meal replacement.
Sivis should not be tempted by beauty,
but the allure of women like Vikalina and Werner went beyond their perfect bodies, it was their radiant souls that truly captivated him.
The female knight was unaware of the thoughts of those around her. Her entire attention was focused on the house, her eyes filled with disbelief.
