"Back to the previous topic. What's your answer, Lancelot?" Eiji asked.
Just then, Arianna arrived with a bowl of noodles—the very ones he'd asked for earlier.
"Eiji-sama, are you sure you don't want me to cook something else for you?"
"No, Arianna. I'm in the mood for noodles tonight. Slurp! Ah... Your cooking skills seem to have improved. Your noodles are delicious—the savory and spicy flavors are just right."
Eiji praised Arianna after slurping up the spicy red broth noodles. It was a bowl of ramen.
"...." Lancelot swallowed hard.
No, wait! She's a god!
How could she be tempted by food?
She doesn't even need to eat or drink. Things like that are optional for her. Still, watching a man as handsome as Eiji eat so heartily, she somehow felt a little hungry.
It must just be a hallucination.
Or maybe it's a side effect of her power being sealed!
"Fufu. I'm glad you like it, Eiji-sama. And yes, I've actually learned quite a bit about cooking noodles from Rindou-san." Arianna said with a slightly silly smile.
Before Eiji returned to the Campione world—she, Erica, and the others were able to teleport to Eiji's house in the other world (Draconic Deus).
She had, of course, met the Seiya family's head maid, Grayfia, and the other maids there. Rindou wasn't one of the maids, but since she happened to be in the kitchen when Arianna visited and asked the maids there for a cooking lesson, Rindou kindly taught her how to cook various dishes.
Realizing just how extraordinary the red-haired woman's skills were—even if she wasn't as skilled as Eiji—Arianna volunteered to become her disciple!
Rindou didn't refuse.
Eiji knew this and was, of course, happy that the women got along well, even without him asking them to.
"My husband, can I have a little taste of those noodles?" Athena asked right after Arianna returned to the other room; she went back to watching the drama on TV with Erica and the others.
She didn't forget to give Lancelot a slight bow.
Lancelot unconsciously nodded and immediately regretted it. 'No! Why am I being friendly to a human who's on the Demon King's side!'
Eiji replied, "Sure, I'll bribe you."
"This… Okay." Athena didn't refuse; she opened her mouth and let Eiji feed her.
The two looked affectionate and offered dog food to anyone who was watching.
"How does it taste?"
"Spicy, but I like it."
Lancelot felt bitter; she finally couldn't help but shout, "Don't ignore me! Weren't we having a serious conversation just now? Why are you suddenly eating and getting all lovey-dovey with Athena right in front of me, Eiji Seiya!?"
Eiji handed the bowl of noodles in his hand to Athena. The Goddess of Wisdom didn't hesitate to eat with her own hands. With chopsticks in her hand, she slurped up the spicy noodles. Her pale pink lips looked greasy.
*Slurp!*
Athena really loved Ramyeon.
"My dear, don't take it so seriously." Eiji said without a hint of shyness.
"D-Dear!? Don't call me that! Gugh... If only I could use my powers..."
Lancelot growled, her face red with embarrassment and anger. With a face somewhat resembling Jeanne's, she glared at the man in front of her.
"Unfortunately, without my permission, you won't be able to use your powers. Right now, you're nothing more than an ordinary woman, Lancelot." Eiji crossed one leg and looked at the blonde woman with a playful gaze. "You'd better accept my offer."
"You…" Lancelot was truly annoyed; she didn't understand why a Demon King like Eiji would want to do something that was clearly detrimental to her people.
However, she had to admit one thing. Eiji could seal her power as the Steel God; she was, at the very least, unable to defeat him.
Especially with Athena currently eating noodles right beside him!
So, she had to compromise for the sake of his king. Lancelot gritted her teeth and said, "Weren't you the one who admitted you were curious about how strong my King is? Why do I still have to pay something for you to wake him from his slumber? Isn't that also to your advantage?!"
[That's funny. Lancelot tried to trick me with her words. But she's still too naive.]
That's right.
Lancelot is naive; she has no idea just how greedy the man in front of her is!
The heroines thought so.
"That's just a small benefit. There's also the matter of compensation I'm entitled to because you and Guinevere dared to target my woman, Athena." Eiji leaned forward and narrowed his eyes. Instantly, Lancelot felt stiff; a chill ran through her entire body, and her soul trembled with fear as if she were being stared at by an incredibly powerful being.
Just how strong is Eiji?
No matter how strong he is, there's no way he could defeat her King! Lancelot tried to reassure herself.
Still, she felt nervous. Her courage as King Arthur was cut in half in the face of the sudden seriousness Eiji displayed.
"I... I don't know what I can offer you. What do you want?" She asked hesitantly.
Eiji smiled again.
Lancelot no longer felt stiff, and the terrifying feeling that had been weighing on her vanished. She was relieved; she wasn't afraid of dying, but she had to at least live long enough for her King to be successfully resurrected.
"What do I want? Hmm..." Eiji's gaze swept over his body, and Lancelot immediately realized what kind of payment the Demon King before her might be seeking. Her beautiful face instantly paled, replaced by a flash of anger and wounded knightly pride.
"N-No way! Forget it, Eiji Seiya!" Lancelot snapped, her voice trembling with defiance. She straightened her injured back, glaring at Eiji defiantly. "I am a knight who has sworn allegiance to the King of the End! My body and soul belong solely to Lord Rama's iron destiny! I'd rather die by your hand right now than betray my King to satisfy your depraved desires!"
"Fool." Athena said, having finished the noodles in her bowl.
Eiji: Wasn't that my dinner? Never mind. Besides, I don't really need to eat.
"You have no idea how lucky you are to have caught my husband's attention with your body. Compared to being a knight for your king, being one of Eiji's women is clearly better."
[Athena, I'm glad you're flattering me. But your choice of words makes me sound like a lustful man.]
Athena: This goddess isn't wrong, is she?
Erica: Even from the other room, I can tell you're lusting after her, Eiji.
Mariya: Eiji... You're a pervert.
Lucretia: Ara~ I think none of us would be here if Eiji wasn't turned on by us.
Luo Hao: I don't mind that my husband is a man who's lustful toward women. But that Steel God really doesn't know how lucky she is—should I beat her up so she'll willingly submit to my husband?
Lancelot's instincts sensed danger from another room—specifically, hostility and a brutal aura emanating from Luo Hao.
Even so, she wasn't afraid and even glared at Athena. "You're his woman—there's no way I'm going to listen to you, Athena!"
Athena frowned.
Instead of getting angry, Eiji was still smiling as if he had already anticipated that Lancelot would refuse. A female knight like her was incredibly stubborn. He could have used Asmodeus's aura to enhance his charm, but he didn't.
He got up from the sofa, walked over to Lancelot, and naturally placed his hand on her shoulder.
Seeing Eiji's handsome face getting closer, Lancelot bit her lip. She didn't show any fear and looked him straight in the eye.
"Betray your king?" Eiji chuckled softly, shaking his head as if amused by Lancelot's line of thinking. "Lancelot, it seems you've misunderstood. I'm here offering to help you awaken your King from his long slumber without having to wait too long. Your decision to surrender to me… that is by no means a betrayal."
"?" A question mark appeared above Lancelot's head.
"It's more accurately described as a sacrifice," Eiji continued in a soft tone, yet one that sounded like a devil's whisper. "You give me what I want, and in return, your King will awaken soon. Doesn't a true knight always live to make sacrifices for his lord?"
He continued to persuade the blonde-haired female knight with words that sounded reasonable.
Lancelot's eyes widened.
"Are you… unwilling to make such a great sacrifice to hasten your King's awakening, Lancelot?"
"!!!"
Lancelot froze. Eiji's manipulative words had just turned the knight's entire logic upside down. Her mouth opened slightly, but no words could come out.
'S-Sacrifice... for Lord Rama...?'
Lancelot's heart was in turmoil. Her logic rejected it, yet her doctrine of absolute loyalty whispered that Eiji was right. If, by defiling herself, she could rouse her King from his slumber sooner, wouldn't that be the very pinnacle of her duty as a knight?
That thought slowly eroded her defenses, trapping her in Eiji's words.
[Host, you're manipulative.]
'Miss System, I'm just trying to persuade Lancelot.'
[That's no different.]
'It is different.'
Eiji didn't admit he was manipulating Lancelot; he also pretended not to notice the shocked stares of Athena and the women eavesdropping from another room.
"I-I… I understand…" Lancelot whispered almost inaudibly, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks. She lowered her head at that moment, but quickly raised it again. "But Eiji Seiya, how can I trust a Demon King like you? You might be tricking me! You don't really want to wake up my King!"
Eiji grinned.
He was glad Lancelot had agreed to be his woman. Her loyalty to Rama wasn't an issue for him; he could change that while having fun with her.
As for whether he would actually wake the man known as the King of the End from his slumber?
He created something using his Voracity energy and showed it to Lancelot.
"We can make a contract."
"A-A contract?"
It wasn't just Lancelot—Athena also didn't expect Eiji to go that far. Goddesses like them were, of course, familiar with magical contracts that ensured no one could break the agreement between them.
Although the contract in Eiji's hand was somewhat different—since it emitted an energy they didn't recognize (Voracity)—the basics still seemed the same.
"Yes, read it and write your own name on it with your finger."
Eiji held out the purple transparent screen with the Japanese text to Lancelot.
Lancelot read what was written there carefully, her expression shifting for a few seconds. She was surprised, angry, embarrassed, and surprised again.
"You really are a perverted Demon King!"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm a pervert. Now, hurry up and write your name down—otherwise, I won't let you and Guinevere succeed in resurrecting Rama. Believe me, I'm capable of doing it."
Eiji looked very confident.
Even Lancelot couldn't help but admit that with him around, she and Guinevere would have a hard time waking the King of the End from his slumber.
In fact, the King of the End would still rise even without their help. As long as the number of Campione in the world rises to a certain point, he'll rise and slaughter them.
But...
The energy radiating from the contract before her, Eiji's terrifying gaze from earlier, and his threat made Lancelot feel that he was different from other Demon Kings.
She feared that he might actually be able to prevent her King's awakening. So, with an apology to the King she served in her heart, Lancelot wrote her name on the contract.
Instantly, she felt an energy—neither magic nor divine power—bind her soul. From now on, if she failed to fulfill her duties as Eiji's woman, serve her well until he was satisfied, or dared to betray him—her soul would be devoured by Oroboros.
Who is Oroboros?
Lancelot didn't know, but she knew she would truly die if she broke the contract!
The same applied to Eiji if he failed to awaken her King within the specified time. He didn't do it right away because she had to prove her loyalty to him first.
What Lancelot didn't know.
The contract was one-sided.
As an Emanator of Voracity, Eiji had no reason to fear breaking the contract. He could pay the penalty with a soul other than his own. He just happened to have several souls belonging to the protagonist and his shadow soldiers who were ready to sacrifice themselves for him at any time.
In other words, he's cheating!
...
Meanwhile, in the quiet, damp underground hall of the old castle, Guinevere paced back and forth restlessly.
The tiny face of the Divine Ancestor looked deeply troubled. Her hair, usually neatly styled, was now slightly disheveled as she kept clutching her own head. In her hand, an ancient magical mirror for spiritual monitoring continued to glow dimly, yet it displayed nothing but a distortion of empty black energy.
"Why… Why can't I still reach her?" Guinevere muttered in a voice trembling with panic. She tapped the magic mirror repeatedly, trying to summon the spiritual bond that tied her to the Steel God. "Lancelot… can you hear me? Answer me!"
Two seconds.
A few seconds.
A few seconds passed without any response from the other side. Usually, Lancelot always responded quickly whenever she contacted her.
But now?
Silence.
There was absolutely no answer from the other end of her magical connection. Guinevere clutched her chest, which suddenly felt tight. It had been two days since she'd given Lancelot the mission to hunt down and kill Athena.
According to her understanding of mythology, Lancelot, as the Steel God, should have easily subdued Athena's serpentine essence. Yet, up to this very moment, her strongest knight had not yet sent her any word or returned to the castle.
What had happened to her?
She was the strongest Steel God; Athena and most other Heretic Gods shouldn't have posed a problem for her as long as she fought them one by one.
Anxiety began to gnaw at Guinevere's mind, giving rise to a bad premonition in her heart.
"Two days without a single message…" She stared at her magic mirror with eyes clouded by fear. "Is she… no, Lancelot couldn't possibly have lost to Athena alone. Or… did she happen to run into that terrifying man?"
She was talking about Eiji.
The man who had killed Sun Wukong—and made Guinevere's hair stand on end when he demonstrated his power. If Lancelot were to fall into the hands of a monster like Eiji, the fate of her husband Rama's resurrection would truly be on the brink of total destruction.
At that moment—the magic mirror in Guinevere's hand suddenly began to vibrate violently. The previously empty black glow suddenly shattered, replaced by a bright, purplish light that shone brilliantly.
*SZSHHH!*
A large-scale, three-dimensional magical projection materialized in the center of the old castle's hall. Guinevere jerked backward, her eyes widening as she realized that this projection had been deliberately sent from a distance by Lancelot.
"Lancelot! Are you okay? You... Huh?"
A silly sound escaped Guinevere's mouth.
She didn't finish her sentence because, besides Lancelot, she also saw the figure of the man she feared.
It was Eiji!
He was completely naked, and she could see his incredible muscles. However, what surprised Guinevere even more was...
There, on a large bed surrounded by a thin mist, Lancelot du Lac—the strongest and most loyal knight who served as the King of the End's chief protector—was kneeling obediently. Her beautiful face was flushed with embarrassment; not a single thread covered her—she had even taken off her armor. Before her, Eiji sat leaning back with a dominant posture, while Lancelot's hands very gently and meticulously stroked Eiji's penis, treating him as if she were a servant or an obedient wife.
"L-Lancelot...?!" Guinevere shrieked in a high-pitched voice, overcome by sheer shock. The tiny body of the Divine Ancestor trembled violently. "What... what's going on?! How could you… how could you serve that man like a woman?!"
Hearing Guinevere's voice from the projection, Lancelot glanced briefly at the magic camera with a deeply guilty look. However, he didn't stop stroking Eiji's penis—he even licked it. "Forgive me, Guinevere... but... Slurp, Slurp… all of this is a sacrifice for the sake of Lord Rama's resurrection."
The mightiest Steel God spoke with an expression that seemed somewhat lewd. As her tongue glided along the shaft of his penis, Eiji ran his fingers through her blond hair and squeezed her plump buttocks.
He played with the woman's body.
Guinevere's lips pressed together as she watched. She didn't understand what Lancelot was saying; her mind was in a jumble, especially when Eiji reached out, lifted Lancelot's chin, and immediately silenced her lips with a passionate, scorching kiss right before her eyes.
"Mhmm! Ah... Eiji—no, husband... Nngh!"
Lancelot, who had been so arrogant just moments ago, was now making spoiled sounds, her eyes glazed over; she seemed to be enjoying Eiji's dominance and had forgotten her status as a knight.
She easily surrendered and submitted to Eiji after making a contract with him.
"H-Husband!?" Guinevere was even more shaken. She covered her face with both hands, turning her head away in a mix of intense shame and anger. The ancient sorceress's petite face instantly flushed crimson all the way to the tips of her ears as she witnessed the explicit intimacy between the two people in front of her. "Stop... Stop this disgusting spectacle, Eiji Seiya!!"
From behind the projection, Eiji's casual and infuriating chuckle echoed through the castle hall.
He stopped kissing Lancelot and pressed her head down. Lancelot understood; she went back to licking his penis and took it into her mouth.
"Yo, Guinevere. As you can see, your knight has already paid the down payment for your husband's resurrection," Eiji teased with an amused tone, his hand still resting on Lancelot's smooth shoulder. "Don't make that sour face. Get ready—tomorrow I'll be visiting you to discuss further how to wake the King of the End from his slumber… so make sure you welcome me and my new woman, Lancelot, properly."
Guinevere was confused.
New woman? In other words, had Lancelot surrendered to her enemy? Did she betray her husband?
Bitch!
She cursed the woman.
But put that aside.
"Wake up my husband? What… What exactly are you planning!?" Hey, Eiji Seiya, Lancelot, answer me!"
She asked the two of them, but neither of them offered an explanation. They ignored her and kept doing lewd things right in front of her.
"You two... A-At least turn off the projection!"
Guinevere tried to turn off the projection in front of her from her own side, but she couldn't do it.
Instead, she was hit by a counterattack that made her cough up blood, and she could only sit there.
"Guh... Damn you, Eiji Seiya..."
As she said that, Guinevere couldn't help but look at the man she was referring to. With a lecherous smile on his face, he made Lancelot get on all fours, gripping her waist from behind before he thrust his penis into her vagina.
"Aaaaaaahh!"
Right before her eyes, Lancelot lost her virginity.
"Ahh! Ahh! Husband... Uuhh! No... Guinevere, don't look... Oohh!"
She moaned, her eyes filled with shame and humiliation. Guinevere could see that, but not long after, Lancelot seemed to be enjoying it and kept moaning with a lecherous expression on his face.
Every time Eiji's huge penis thrust deep inside her, her butt cheeks rippled, and her breasts swayed in the air.
That sight...
It made Guinevere swallow hard.
Her and her husband's knight was being fucked by Eiji! But instead of getting angry, she was now aroused.
While having sex with Lancelot, Eiji tells her that Athena is one of his women. She targeted his woman, and because of that, he captured Lancelot and made her compensate him with her body.
Hearing this, Guinevere blamed herself. She didn't know Athena was one of Eiji's women! If she'd known, Lancelot wouldn't have…
"Ooooohhh! Something hot is filling my womb... I'm so dirty! Ohh! Ohh! Guinevere, Lord Rama, forgive me...!"
Eiji came inside Lancelot's baby room until she made an ahegao expression in front of her queen. And that wasn't the end—he kept fucking her in various positions.
*Plop! Plap! Plap!*
The sound of flesh slapping and Lancelot's lewd moans reached Guinevere's ears, making her even more aroused.
Guinevere tried to turn her face away, but curiosity got the better of her; she looked back at the projection and watched for hours on end.
She also felt a pang of guilt for looking at the naked body and penis of a man other than her husband. Even so, she secretly began to pleasure herself, and even gazed at Lancelot with envy.
Many people wouldn't believe it. She and Rama were married, but the two of them had actually never had sex. So, she herself was still a virgin.
Guinevere wondered if it felt that good?
I mean, sex?
Watching Eiji carry Lancelot on the bed while pounding her pink asshole with his cock, making her moan like a bitch...
She'd only just realized that hole could be used that way, too.