Chapter 20: Step Aside! Let Me Do the Mouth-to-Mouth!

[ A Few Minutes Later ]

Lynn stared at the object in his hand. It was a pair of wrinkled lace panties, bought for two silver coins, currently covered in saliva.

He turned his head to look at Nanako. Her face was redder than a ripe tomato, yet she puffed out her chest, desperately trying to maintain the majesty of a Master.

Lynn looked at her with a weird expression. "Master... if you liked them, we could have just bought them normally... You didn't have to gnaw on them in the middle of the street... It's kind of embarrassing..."

Hiss... A column of white steam erupted from the top of Nanako’s head.

She gritted her teeth. "I... I didn't... That was clearly..."

Lynn shook his head, looking serious and supportive. "It's okay, Master. Everyone has their own special fetishes. You don't need to feel ashamed! I promise, as your disciple, I will take your Panty-Chewing Kink to the grave! I won't tell a soul!"

Lynn put on a righteous expression, looking like a martyr ready to die to protect his Master's dark secret.

Nanako wanted to cry. Damn it! There is absolutely no way to explain this clearly anymore!

In her mind, she had already beaten Lynn up a hundred times. Fuming with indignation, she dragged her Dog Disciple along to continue their stroll.

[ The City Gates ]

Suddenly, a harsh shout cut through the noise of the festival.

"THE SILVER HAND KNIGHTS HAVE ARRIVED! IDLERS, CLEAR THE WAY!"

Clop. Clop. Clop. The heavy sound of hooves thundered against the cobblestones. Pedestrians scrambled in panic to dodge.

From the city gate, a column of knights in full plate armor charged in aggressively. They rode magnificent white warhorses.

Leading them was a middle-aged knight with greying hair and a burly physique. His expression was stern, his eyes filled with authority. He radiated a terrifying aura of power.

The crowd whispered in awe and fear. "That's the Grand Commander of the Silver Hand! The Legendary Sky Knight, Arnold?!" "What's going on? Why are they here? Shouldn't they be fighting the Abyss in the South?" "Move! Do you want to die?! Commoners can't afford to offend the Knights!"

The knights didn't slow down. They galloped through the crowded flower market, heading straight for the central castle with grave expressions.

Nanako frowned. She looked at the knights with dissatisfaction. "Detestable! These knights have no manners! Don't they know speeding is prohibited in the city? Even I, a Deacon of Winterspring, don't act this high-profile! What are they flexing for?!"

Nanako was pissed. She hated people who disrupted public order.

[ Inner Voice ] [ That's because Master is a Loli. ] [ You have zero intimidation stats. Even if you rode a horse, the horse probably wouldn't even realize you were on its back. ]

[ Inner Voice ] [ besides, they are nobles. Flexing is their job. If you have power and don't flex, what's the point of living? ]

[ Inner Voice ] [ Of course, the only reason I—someone with infinite power—don't flex, is for... special reasons. ]

Nanako’s blood pressure spiked instantly hearing his roast. Zero intimidation?! Horse ignores me?!

But before she could explode...

[ Inner Voice ] [ Heh. ] [ Although I approve of flexing... I really hate it when someone tries to flex harder than me right in front of my face. ]

[ Inner Voice ] [ Let's trip him up. ]

[ On the Horse ]

Grand Commander Arnold rode his warhorse, his mind heavy with worry. He was thinking about the emergency intelligence report from the High Magistrate.

Abyssal activity has spiked near the Moon Orchid City. This is the heart of the Empire. If the demons break through the spatial barriers here, it will be a massacre.

He was deep in thought. Suddenly, his expression changed drastically.

For a split second, he felt it. An indescribable, terrifying gaze locked onto him. It felt like a God looking down from the heavens.

Thump. The pressure was so intense his heart nearly stopped beating.

And his horse? The poor beast let out a terrified shriek. Neigh!! Its legs turned to jelly. It knelt instantly.

[ Physics Engine: Activated ] Because of inertia, the horse stopped, but Arnold did not.

He flew forward over the horse's head. Splat. He slammed into the ground. Face first.

[ Chaos ]

The knights behind him panicked. "COMMANDER ARNOLD!!"

They yanked their reins, drifting to a halt. They rushed over to the fallen legend.

"Commander! Are you okay?!" "Call a Medic! Call a Priest!" "Oh no! The Commander isn't breathing! He's in shock!" "Quick! Give him CPR!!"

One knight yelled. Looking at the unconscious Commander, the knights were frantic. They took off their helmets, revealing a group of burly, sweaty men.

"Move aside!" A particularly muscular knight with a thick beard shoved the others away. "I have the largest lung capacity! My technique is flawless! Let me do the mouth-to-mouth!!"

He took a deep breath. He puckered his thick lips.

Smooch—— Slurp——

Strange, wet noises echoed through the street.

Arnold, who had merely fainted from the spiritual pressure, was suddenly jolted awake. Not by the air. But by a wave of Halitosis that smelled like unwashed garlic and onions from three days ago.

Arnold opened his eyes to see a bearded man kissing him. "URGH!"

"Commander! You're awake!!" The knights cheered.

Arnold lay there, his face pale, then green. He turned his head to the side. Blargh. He vomited a puddle of stomach acid.

Gasping for air, he wiped his mouth. "I... I'm fine... I don't know what happened... Suddenly, my back went cold... It felt like a God glared at me... I almost had a heart attack..."

The crowd was shocked. "A God looked at him?" "Impossible! The Gods haven't descended for a millennium!"

But seeing the sweat-drenched, terrified state of the legendary Sky Knight, it didn't look like a joke.

Nanako glanced at Lynn suspiciously. She saw him standing there with a look of pure shock and concern on his face. His acting was so natural, so unbothered.

If I didn't know better, I'd never suspect him!

Arnold tried to stand up, supported by his men. But his legs were still shaking uncontrollably. "I can't..." He gritted his teeth in shame. "My legs are jelly... Someone carry me..."

And so, under the stunned gaze of the public... The mighty Grand Commander of the Silver Hand was carried away like a sack of potatoes.

His horse was in the same state. The knights huddled together. "One, two, lift!" They lifted the paralyzed warhorse onto their shoulders.

Thus, a group of men carrying a Commander and a Horse waddled awkwardly toward the City Castle. It was a surreal scene.

[ Cliffhanger ]

Just as the comedic procession disappeared... A guard on the city wall shouted.

"Quick! Deactivate the anti-air barriers! The Griffon Knights are incoming!"

Abandoned

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