“Sigh~ I am beat!”

Jumping on his bed — after wiping off the remnants of water droplets left on his body and hair with a towel, Sol released a sigh of contentment as he felt the comfy softness of his bed, healing the soreness of his fatigued body, and gradually refreshing his equally exhausted mind.

Today had been a little rougher than usual, which was understandable with him being distracted after having that remarkably bizarre exchange with his aunt, Lilith, at the start of this day. The contents of the conversation and the ominous ending still persistently resonated within his mind making him feel restless of a tumultuous future ahead.

After the end of his training session with Ares, he had been, for the lack of a better word, forced to listen to numerous boring lessons in preparation for his future role as a king, and consequently, he was now drained — both mentally and physically, more so than any other day of his life in this world.

He was so exhausted that he had to take a private shower on his own to refresh himself and release some of the accumulated fatigue. Truthfully, he would’ve very much preferred just dozing off in his cozy bed as soon as he entered the room but the putrid smell he had piled up all day made him think better. Thankfully, now after making himself reinvigorated with a good bath, he could finally rest.

However, just as he was about to enter the realm of dreams and serenity, away from all the worldly troubles.

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

….Someone knocked on the door of his room, interrupting the serene slumber he wished to achieve.

‘Huh? Who would come to my room at this time of the night?’

"The door’s open. Come in."

“Excuse me. Sorry for interrupting you and your sleep, your highness.”

A buxom maid elegantly walked into his room and bowed deeply with a refined curtsy.

“Oh, it’s you…”

He immediately recognized the identity of the intruding maid — it was Milia, the head maid of the palace, one of the few people in this palace that he truly cared for.

“So, what do you want, Milia? Any particular reason for coming to meet me at this ungodly hour?”

He nonchalantly inquired while he sat up in his bed, eyes still droopy, and slightly limpid, from the lack of sleep and the previous preparation of trying to enter a slumbering state.

“Her Majesty informed me about the discussion she had with you this morning.”

"Ah…I see. So that's the case. Well, aunt Lilith advised me to consult with you, specifically, about…courting women, I suppose. According to her words, there aren’t any restrictions aside from noblewomen.

"I'm a little embarrassed to say this, but I'm honestly lost as to what to do now. You are already aware of my rather…limited interaction with people. So…do you have any good ideas in mind? Where to even start? How to approach…this…whatever this is. Help me a little, will you?"

Seemingly waiting for those exact words to escape Sol’s lips, Milia walked slowly towards him — a seductive flair added to her formerly refined gait — with a large, almost creepy, smile etched on her beautiful mature face. The sudden change of her aura made him befuddled.

"I indeed have many ideas for you to get more experience with women. But, for your first time, her highness specifically asked that you would have intercourse with someone experienced."

A growing suspicion lingering and rising in the depths of his heart — since the very start of this chat — bloomed into reality when he was pushed back on the bed by one of her, slightly tanned, dainty hands. His vision shifted to the ceiling of the room as he was now laid on the bed again, but it didn’t stay there for long and again focused on Milia, now, with an astonished look donning his face.

"Or...is your highness not willing to lay down with an old woman like me?"

Sol gulped audibly in nervous anticipation, thinking of the ensuing events. He would be utterly lying if he said that he had never harbored any perverted thoughts or carnal fantasies about the buxom head maid.

Admittedly, Milia had been a mother figure to him in this new life of his, but for reasons unknown, that had been the primary cause for even more unspeakable, lecherous, scenarios to bloom in his mind every now and again, scenarios he was ashamed to even imagine conducting in reality. The allure of taboo pleasure was just that much captivating.

“You must be exhausted after such a long day, so I am here to give you a massage, your highness.”

“You don’t have to do that, Milia….”

Even though Milia was extremely beautiful, to almost criminal levels, and he indeed had some, questionable forms of, desires toward her, he would never destroy their current relationship by forcing her to do something she didn't wish to.

Milia, fully understanding what he meant by those words, smiled, almost chuckled, as she corrected his misunderstanding of her intentions.

“You are our master, and it is a maid’s duty to show their utmost hospitality and willingness to serve their masters, what’s more, I really wish, from the bottom of my heart, to give you an evening massage to soothe the day’s weariness.”

The bewitching smile etched on her mature and charming face hid no illusion about the kind of massage he would receive from her. The aura surrounding her transitioned to a besmirching one with each passing second.

She resumed her seductive gait, slowly, almost teasingly, reaching towards the bed he laid on, the moment she reached his position, she halted, then slid down between his legs and crouched on that position.

The following moment, the charming maid reached out her dainty hands and abruptly began rubbing his crotch, sensually, over the thin fabric of his night trousers.

Her slender fingers and soft palm felt inexplicably warm even through the fabric and the rapturous sensation quickly brought his member to partial erection inside his tight pants, further tightening the constraints.

He had to hide a shudder of ecstasy from running throughout his body at the carnal pleasure he was experiencing from her touch alone. Even though he hadn't been a virgin in his previous life, it was difficult to claim that he was experienced in the sexual department. His plight was enhanced by the fact that his current body was still that of a virgin's and completely in the middle of his teen years, at least in human terms.

Expertly removing his pants, as if it was the most natural thing in the world to do in this situation, she proceeded to lower his underwear as well.

The moment she lowered it till his thighs, his, now hardened, member rose up abruptly in a curved arc, after being freed from its rather tight constraints, while gradually growing even harder and larger, settling in a stunning length and girth.

"Oh, my! This is indeed something an inexperienced woman wouldn't be able to handle easily."

Masking a deep shock at the towering size of Sol's manhood, she placed her hand on the hot throbbing shaft and looked up at him, her eyes upturned, while slowly stroking it up and down at a steady rhythmic pace.

With the troublesome fabric out of the way, her ridiculously soft palm directly wrapped around his girthy penis, and the wonderfully smooth and pleasantly warm sensation of her fingers assaulted his crotch making him almost groan out of instinct.

Luckily he still had enough self-control, he couldn't let himself get lost in pleasure. For, he still needed to speak his mind, to completely clear out all the doubts and uncertainties clouding his mentality about the perverted act they were about to perform.

“Milia, I want you to know in advance that…I don’t want you to do something you don’t genuinely want to do…you can stop if you're forcing yourself to do this…”

“But I do want to do this. I am not forcing myself. I've always wanted to do this with you, for far longer than you can imagine. Even though I know it’s wrong for me to have thoughts like that towards you, but, I just can't help it,” Her deep black eyes stared at Sol with a serious expression on her face, devoid of the seductiveness they once held, trying to convey her sincerity to him. “Or is an unattractive woman like me not to your liking? If you are dissatisfied with me, I could call in one of the other maids. As unfortunate as that would be…”

Her face sank into deep sorrow as she earnestly pleaded for Sol’s affection. Her once lively and alluring eyes started losing their light, ever so slowly shifting to a lifeless state. Dangerous thoughts started revolving in her head as she had the misconception of being rejected by Sol, of not being attractive enough to win his favor.

Sol felt a twinge of guilt ache in his chest when looking at her dejected expression, his intentions were to make things clear between them so that there was no room for any misunderstandings in the future. It was never his purpose to reject and undermine her, to make her sad, seeing her saddened look pained his heart and soul. Hence, he hastily replied to correct her.

“No…I would be a fool to be dissatisfied.”

“Then please allow me to comfort you.”

As if her previous dejected state had been an illusion, a bright smile bloomed on her face replacing the previous lifeless look she had donned as her hands reached for the blouse section of her maid uniform and swiftly pulled it down.

*Gulp*

He gulped as the fabric covering her massive breasts was removed and their wonderful bowl shape was fully revealed for his eyes to gawk on.

‘The breasts of cow women are truly on another level.’

The giant breasts defied gravity to stick straight out towards him, settling in a round enamoring shape, and the cherry-colored tips were already hard and erect as if hoping to draw his eyes toward them. Apparently, she was already aroused from their previous interactions, the erect tips of her firm tits being a perfect indicator of that fact.

Milia blushed in slight embarrassment, her cheeks becoming slightly rosy, when he stared at her breasts with such focus and intensity, but she kept her back straight and her chest sticking out as though asking him to pay more attention towards them and in turn toward her.

The brown-haired maid gently lifted her massive round breasts with both of her hands. She inched closer towards Sol and pressed them towards each other with Sol’s fully-erect manhood smothered in between their lovely shape.

“Ohh~!”

The smooth, unbelievably soft , and springy texture of her shapely breasts surrounded his heated shaft, making it pulsate in anticipation. The warm and firm titty pressure was so pleasant that he could not help but moan out loud, losing any semblance of self-control he had been trying to put on.

“It has been rather long since I participated in such a carnal act. Do you like it, your highness?”

She pressed her breasts together firmly and began stroking his hard throbbing rod while turning her pitch-black eyes up toward him, making way for an unbelievably seductive scene, all for Sol to witness and relish.

“It feels…really good…”

“Does it…? Then please enjoy it even more…”

Sol, entranced by the sight could not avert his gaze away from the beautiful maid and this attention was something Milia relished immensely. Happily, her eyes narrowed into a crescent shape, but her dignified features remained unchanged and her expression was locked in a calm alluring state of a mature enchantress. However, her cheeks looked a bit flushed and she seemed to be breathing a little heavily, her breathing getting more erratic with the passage of time.

And as she expertly moved her boobs up and down, and gyrated them in different ways to stimulate Sol further, small trickles of milk seeped out from her fully erect cherry-colored nipples.

“Ah, Milia, your milk…”

“Nh~… It comes out when I massage them hard enough…but the addition of milk should serve as a good lubricant…”

He recalled hearing that all cow women began to produce milk in their teenage years. It was a genetic trait of theirs inherent in every female of their race, which made them an excellent choice as wet nurses and nannies.

It was reliable enough that a girl’s first lactation was considered as much of a coming-of-age milestone as her first period was, so it was not at all strange for milk to seep out from the breasts of a beautiful adult woman like Milia.

‘To think that I was fed milk from those same boobs when I was a child.’

The thought brought along with it a nefarious taboo pleasure that further stimulated his throbbing member, making him groan louder. A sweet aroma rose from her milk-wet breasts and the speed of the titty friction rose as the milk acted as a proper lubricant. The breasts bounced nicely atop his crotch, rubbing the rod between them all the while.

The sensation of the wet boobs was too much for Sol's virgin penis, so his hips began to tremble with immense pleasure, his balls aching for release, but he held it in just to feel this insane pleasure for even a moment longer.

Each time Milia shook her breasts with force, warm milk endlessly flowed from them, wetting his pulsating shaft and furthering his pleasure and maybe… even hers.

The sight of the cool and composed woman giving him a heated look while working hard at a titjob was immensely enticing to him. It greatly stimulated his male instincts, the powerful pleasure ruled all five of his senses, and he could only think about the rubbing friction of the maid’s tits on his long manhood, giving him the taste of the greatest pleasure of his life.

The pleasure provided by someone else was very different from masturbating, so he already felt the urge to ejaculate rising within his pelvis even though not much time had passed since the start of the enchanting maid’s ‘massage’.

Milia held her mouth shut to restrain her sweet voice from leaking out, but she could not stop the occasional shuddering hot breaths from escaping her quivering lips. This sight of hers only aroused him further.

He wanted to experience this pleasure even longer, but he also felt an urge to expel all of his desire right away.

All the while, Milia continued to attack his manhood mercilessly with her milky breasts.

“If you keep rubbing like that, I really will cum!”

“Ahh, go ahead, Sol. Please cum… Cum all over my milk-soaked tits!”

He grabbed the sheets tightly, wrinkling them between his balled fists, and tried to hold back the ejaculation, but his limit was approaching at breakneck speed. The stimulation was simply too great.

“I-I’m cumming!!”

He was unable to restrain the desire to ejaculate as it forcefully rose from deep within his crotch and he reflexively thrust his hips out.

The swollen head poked out from between the crevice of her massive breasts and then exploded in a stream of white-hot cum scattering all over Milia’s form.magic

“Ahh, i-it’s so hot.”

Milia accepted the ejaculation with an enraptured expression as it scattered all around, and covered her face and breasts.

“Are you satisfied?...”

The buxom maid scooped the semen from her body and licked it from her fingers before inching closer to his shuddering manhood and having her tongue crawl along his penis to lick up the rest of the smelly and sticky, cloudy white liquid, kissing and stimulating his girthy shaft, squeezing more semen out of the bulbous tip.

“Yes, very much...”

“I am glad to hear that. However, you are still nice and hard down here…”

Despite having just ejaculated, his penis had not gone flaccid for even a moment. It retained its full hardness and proudly stood up toward the ceiling.

She grinned as she looked at him with an almost hungry look as though ready to devour him whole. It was the look of a predator finally meeting its prey.

“Perhaps it’s time to pass to the main event.”

Looking at her enamoring heated smile of passion, Sol couldn’t help but have a feeling of immense anticipation. He knew that this night would be really memorable.

Milia placed her round and plump butt over his penis and slowly, ever so slowly, began to lower it.

Her milky white thighs sank down and the labia sucked in the engorged head of his towering penis.

"Nn~!"

Surprisingly, Milia was the first to raise her voice. The tip had not even fully entered her slit yet, but her thin eyebrows twisted and furrowed while sexual moans escaped with her hot breaths.

Sol, on the other hand, could not say anything at all. He was spellbound by those well-formed hips sliding back and forth, left and right over his pelvis as if taking aim.

The fact that the skirt of her maid uniform hid everything that was happening below was particularly erotic in his eyes.

Finally, the mushroom-shaped head lined up perfectly with her secret inner entrance as she began to sink down further.

He felt a tight ring of soft and warm flesh wrap around his penis and was impressed by the pleasure his aroused penis’ nerves received from the warmth of the soaking wet woman.

As their union grew deeper, Milia's lovely body arched backward, unable to wait, as she slowly lowered her hips prompting him to grip her waist and lift his own hips up.

Her beautiful vagina squeezed tight to deepen their bond. Sol had already cum once, so he knew he didn't have to fear cumming too soon.

"Milia…"

"Hah~! Maybe I got a little too worked up after such a long time. That felt way too good."

Her tone was a joking one, but a look of longing filled her face as she placed her hands on Sol's stomach and adjusted the depth of her sitting position.

Her body occasionally trembled as if suffering from small jolts of electric shocks, so he could tell how great the pressure building inside her was.

The beautiful bowl-shaped breasts, sandwiched between her upper arms, bounced and her wavy black hair fluttered through the air, reflecting the charming moonlight.

When the head of his penis reached her deepest point, a new honey-like stickiness wrapped around it.

“How do you feel?”

She gave him a beautiful, almost coquettish, smile as she looked down at him with her knees on the bed, her hips on his crotch, and her hands playfully rubbing his chest.

Still, Milia was breathing so heavily she could barely ask. She had never felt so full.

'Ah, even my husband had never reached so far.'

Discarding the useless thoughts of her late husband she refocused on the little boy, no, the man she cared so much for.

Each time the head of his penis pushed into her deepest place, her ample breasts would shake and her body and soul would writhe in ecstasy, but she still remembered her position as the older one. She couldn't let herself be swept away in the pleasure… yet.

“It’s the best thing…I’ve ever felt.”

“Really? I am glad to hear that.… Ah, your penis is so hot it feels like it's going to burn my insides.”

She let out a sensual sigh and smiled seductively. She also kept her hips in place as if to savor the sensation of the penis inside her. It had been so long. More than a decade with only her hand to console herself during the night.

She couldn't help but relish the heat that was pervading through her body. Masturbation was nice, but nothing could beat the feeling of the connection between two people.

Sol stopped holding back and began to thrust his hips up into her twitching and nearly convulsing vagina.

"I'm so happy I could do this…with someone as pretty as you."

Those sincere words brought a happy smile to her face.

"Ara~! I wonder how many girls will fall into your clutches with those sweet words of yours."

She brought her face in close and moved her lips to the side as she began to lick his ear.

"Ah! M-Milia…that tickles."

"Oh? Fufufu! So Your ear is one of your weak points? You are so cute~!"magic

She lowered her head before gently biting on his nipple. She knew that even boys were as sensitive as women in that place.

"Kuh~!"

He subconsciously reached out his hands to fight back.

He grabbed both of her soft breasts, pressing them against his chest.

Milia did not stop and continued bouncing her plump butt up and down. She stopped licking his nipple and straightened herself in order to give him better access.

Her ample breasts jiggled and her milk-seeping nipples danced erotically before his eyes while an obscenely sticky sound came from their union as her love juices soaked them both.

“Ahh, nhh…y-yes. Sol, please suck on my breasts. Drink my milk~!"

She pleaded as she leaned down while keeping her hips moving up and down, never breaking the rhythm. He was at the mercy of the pleasure from her vaginal flesh roughly rubbing against all the sensitive spots of his penis, and her tongue on his nipple so he obediently grabbed the heavy boobs pushed in front of his face and gently sucked on the nipples.

“Ah~! Yes! Suck them harder!”

Milia cried out as soon as he started sucking out her milk. The slap of flesh on flesh and her moans echoed through the room, which only increased his ever-growing lust.

The breast of a cow woman would become particularly sensitive during sex. Sol couldn't even imagine how much pleasure he was bringing her just by doing that.

"Nn.. Ahh, Sol… You're such a dirty boy."

"Milia… The way you wiggle your plump butt is just too lewd."

She just smiled seductively as her butt started wiggling and gyrating around in circles all on its own. Just as it seemed to be moving right, it would turn left. Meanwhile, her inner flesh continued to gently constrict, stroking the brazen younger boy inside her.

The creaking of the bed grew louder and louder.

"Ahh… Milia. I'm cumming again… "

"Fufufu~!" She tightened her hold on him as she began to accelerate, her eyes shining with unconcealed anticipation. "Go ahead. Just let your desire flow…"

Her hair danced wildly just like silk as it flew through the air.

The pressure around Sol's penis was simply too great as she continued to tighten herself. He gave one last mighty thrust and buried himself to the hilt in her vagina, hitting her cervix.

"Ah~!!!!!!"

The wonderful shock was so great that a low moan left her throat.

Her entire body was wet and shining with sweat as she tensed up like a beast and breathed out her sensual moans of pleasure.

Her beautiful breasts jiggled boldly before his eyes and milk squirted out in a rainbow-like arc. The warm milk splashed onto his body and face, so it felt like receiving a milk shower.

"Ah. Milia… ."

"Do it! Paint my insides with your sperm. Mark me!!"

In addition to her sweet moans, her sweet hole begged him by sucking him in, so he sprayed his carnal desire inside it.

"Ah!!!!!"

His second load of juices was no less impressive than the first as he fired it into her womb like a bullet.

They continued pounding their intertwined skin together until he had expelled the very last drop.

"...Ahh… "

'Sex is really amazing. I feel so full right now.'

Milia seemed to literally become a blazing inferno. A switch flipped inside her as a large grin covered her face.

"Heheh~! You can keep going, right?"

A shiver of nervous anticipation went through his spine. Her predatory eyes seemed as if it was about to devour him and frankly, he wished for it

She didn't wait for him to answer as she resumed swinging her hips, bringing him a new sensation of pleasure.

"Let's continue. This time. I will show you how it's done."

That night, Sol got carried away and came inside Milia three times before falling asleep with Milia in his arms since she was totally exhausted.

Having cummed thrice from Milia's passionate and meticulous attention, Sol had fallen asleep almost immediately. The day's tiredness, and the mental strain of the pleasure he received, coupled with the strain of the passion-filled exercise was just too much for him to do anything but immediately shuttle to the realm of sleep.

However, for some unknown reason, as the light of the sun, filtering through the curtains, shined on his shut eyes and began to rouse him from his deep sleep, he felt a wet and warm sensation surrounding his lower body, specifically his hardened meat-slab.

“What is happening?”

Slowly rubbing his heavy eyelids, still drooping with sleep, he looked at his crotch, and immediately, identified the source of the pleasurable feeling originating from his pleasure organ.

“Good morning, your highness.”

Milia looked up at him with a gentle and slightly lecherous smile, but for some reason, his underwear was pulled down to his knees and his morning wood was held firmly in her dainty hands, shining wet with saliva and other fluids.

“Right…good morning… AS IF!!! What in the name of Luxuria are you doing, right now!?”

“My, why the sudden outburst? I'm giving you a blowjob of course. I came to wake you and found out you were already hard again after last night. So I thought… Why not?”

Milia's act made it look like giving a blowjob was a perfectly normal thing to be doing as she took the engorged head of his penis into her mouth. Her warm saliva and rough tongue wrapped around his penis, and immediately after, jolting shocks of immeasurable pleasure ran all over through his sleepy body.

“Ahh! S-seriously…?”

His blazing rod was twitching with wanton pleasure and it was already soaked with her saliva and his precum, so she must have been sucking him off for a while already.

Being woken up by a blowjob from a beautiful maid was the kind of upper-class luxury that Sol could only have dreamed of in his past life — never to be enacted in reality. He did wonder deeply if he was, in fact, dreaming this or not, but the sweet, addictive tingling assaulting his lower body was very real and very stimulating — sensations that would be impossible to be felt in a dream, so he had to take the events for what they were; reality.

“Nh\~! You are so hard this morning...*slurp*...And it’s twitching too...such a fantastic cock\, you wield\, your highness…”

Her plump pinkish lips trailing stroked the shaft, the puckered lips intensely sucking at the sensitive head with intermittent rhythm. She seemed to have been trying to milk the cum right out of him with her oral technique, so Sol pleasuringly writhed on the bed from the unbearable pleasure that constantly emanated and spread throughout all his senses.

Partially because it had been so unexpected for him, he could not fight the urge to ejaculate as scalding pleasure took over his entire body, making his body hot and bothered.

The tip of her ravenous tongue slowly, sensually, crawled from the base to the head as though licking off the precum flowing from the tip, an obscenely wet sound simultaneously rang throughout the room as she resoundingly suck at his top, his precum mixing with the saliva in her mouth.

“*Slurp*\, please cum whenever you are ready… ”

His reactions must have told her he was close because she looked up at him with damp black eyes and prompted him to ejaculate.

“I’m cumming!”

The passionate tongue caresses his penis, so soon after waking up brought him to climax quite easily, easier than he thought possible. Overcome by pleasure, he grabbed the little curved horns peeking out of Milia's head and used them as a handle to make her take his full length down her musky throat.

The maid’s eyebrows shot straight up for a split moment, only to relax at the next moment as she soon composed her expression. Then she audibly swallowed all the semen filling her mouth as if that were the only acceptable option given this scandalous situation.

“This really feels great.”

Even after he had finished ejaculating, Milia diligently sucked at his rod to take care of the cum remaining in his urethra as if it was the sweetest thing in the world.

He had cum so much last night, but she had just milked out, even more, this morning, and the look in her eyes told him that she was up for milking out some more, making him sweat in nervousness.

———

After she thoroughly cleaned his rod with her tongue, Milia got up and looked at him with her usual mischievous smile,

“How was it? Did you enjoy my mouth?”

She then tilted her head in wonder as she saw his cock slowly hardening again.

'His Stamina is really something else altogether.'

“Was that not enough to satisfy you? In that case, how about I use my breasts like I did last night? Or would you prefer my vagina?”

He was only a little bit exhausted, given the deep sleep he was able to get, however, Milia misinterpreted his relaxed and mute reaction as silent acceptance and grew overly excited as she began to frantically remove her maid uniform.

“It felt good! It felt really, really good!”

“Really? Then tell me what is it that you would like me to do.”

Milia must have thought he was simply too shy to say anything because she was already beginning to bare her breasts to smother his penis between them.

“I appreciate the thought…but I really think we should stop…at least for now…”

He was really happy that she wanted to pleasure him that much. It was an utterly attractive offer, but sadly he had to refuse because he feared he would drown himself in those blissful feelings and forget about everything else. After all, was said and done, there was an optimal time for everything — which sadly for him, wasn't now.

Milia looked somewhat disappointed and slightly gloomy, her lips curving in a small pout, but otherwise didn't insist. She knew that she would have many occasions to have another night of unrestrained passion with him. Meanwhile, Sol swiftly pulled his underwear up and searched for some of his training clothes.

“I see… As you wish. Now, your highness, Sol. Her Majesty wishes to have breakfast with you today, but what would you like to do?”

"Hum, Breakfast? Indeed, we didn't have time to meet each other lately. Yesterday was our first meeting over the span of one week."

Even though he was the crown prince and his aunt was nothing more than the queen regent, he had a humongous amount of respect and admiration for her.

It was a given since, like his parents, she was one of the heroes who saved the world from the catastrophic disaster that was about to ravage the fate of the world and everyone that lived in it.

"Tell her that I will be happy to join her. For now, I need to meet Setsuna for our morning training or she will skin me alive. That girl is way too brutal."

"Fufufu!" Milia immediately covered her mouth as she let out an elegant and somewhat enigmatic laugh. She knew that even though Sol was complaining, Setsuna was one of the few people he really trusted and cared for — and people like those could be counted with both hands.

"Your sword and training gear are already prepared. Setsuna should be in the garden now, waiting for you to begin your today's training session today."

Though Sol would sometimes go down the tower and train with Ares and the other knights, most of the time, he would simply go up in the hanging gardens and train alone with Setsuna, that was the main approach of his growth to this date.

"Thanks. Please tell the maids to heat my bath and prepare some oil for massage, I am sure I will need it."

He let out a bitter laugh before changing his clothes to suitable ones for training. All this while Milia stood and looked at him with a teasing smile, but Sol didn't mind.

Their previous relationship was already as close as it could get. After last night, however, it only became even closer; crossing boundaries that he had been dreaming of crossing for a long time. It would be pretty stupid to still be embarrassed about being seen naked now that they did something so intimate.

"Okay. I am out."

Milia stood in the room as she watched Sol depart for his training. She knew that she should have told him to take a bath but at the same time, she thought that this would serve as a boost for a relationship that should have bloomed ages ago.

What’s more, it would serve as a lesson for him. After all,

"How could he forget how sensitive the nose of a beastkin is? Fufufu! I wish I could take a look at her face when she sniffs the scent coming from him right now."

Laughing maliciously, her current form would've been enough to make Sol frightened and anxious, as he should be given the future awaiting him…

———

A few hours later…

Sun shone, scattering its blinding brilliance on the lush trees sprawled about the surface of the hanging gardens. Birds chirped the rhymes of nature, twiddling upon various branches of the evergreen trees. Cute, tiny squirrels plucked fruits from the saplings and scurried into the bushes.

This was nature in all her humble brilliance — a mesmerizing sight only visible in this unique place — the hanging gardens of Babylon…

In the center of such a lively garden, two people could be seen standing adorning training gears. One of them, frantically swinging a sword while the girl beside him was counting each of his swings, the scowl on her face indicating that she was in a very very bad mood.

“450. Do it again.”

He had thought that he would only have to suffer a little bit, given the slight offense he thought he committed, unbeknownst of the scent leaking off him…

“450. Change your posture.”

He had already imagined different situations and ways to cope with them in his mind, he felt confident…

“Study your opponents and find their weakness.”

However, it seemed like he had seriously underestimated how angry she would be… little did he know, that the real reason was still unbeknownst to him still…

“455. I know you can do better…so come on, swing harder…”

Still, he didn't stop charging his posture as he continued swinging his sword to the perfect rhythm of the sword forms. He had to, for he knew more than anyone else, that this world wasn't just some happy dream with him being a carefree prince.

"455. Your swing was too weak. It doesn't count. Do it again… Come on!!!"

He knew that this world was a very dangerous place where life and death could be decided at the drop of a hat. Ultimately, there was a reason why he was an orphan even after being the son of the hero king — the greatest human to ever exist in all the eras combined.

'If even the hero king and his dragoness wife can get killed. Who can avoid this fate? Death does not care about how noble or invincible you may be.'

As such, even though he knew Setsuna was simply blowing out some steam out of her system. He didn't stop or chastise her for her unfairness and instead put all his mind and focus on swinging his sword again and again. Until he perfected it, until he couldn't anymore, until he went beyond his limits… The inhumane and torturous swings continued for about 30 more minutes.

"990. Just ten more and your third set of 1000 will end."

His arms felt like they would fall off at any moment. Still, he did not stop and gave his all to perfectly perform the finishing swing.

"and...1000."

Those sweet words of release reverberated in his heart like the melodious voice of heaven forgiving a sinner of their eternal damnation.

*huff* *huff* *huff*

He stood shakingly as his body was literally bathed in his training shirt, sticking like a second skin to his body. His gait was unsteady and his mind blurry.

"A-Are you alright?"

From the side, the worried voice of Setsuna, his beast trainer, sounded almost like an afterthought.

"Sol!!"

Finally, he felt his vision darken as he fell into the embrace of mother nature.

———

What woke him up this time wasn't a wet sensation on his crotch but rather a dainty hand caressing his sweaty forehead. He could also feel the back of his head resting on something pleasantly soft and firm but also warm.

'A lap pillow.'

It was such a pleasant sensation that he wished he could stay like that for all eternity.

"Are you awake?"

He would have tried to fake his sleep, but he knew that someone like her should have been able to feel the change in his breathing rhythm.

He opened his sky blue eyes and looked at the nigh equally blue ones, but of a deeper darker shade, that were fixed on his face. Her beautiful angular face that was generally fixed like a cold mask was now wrought with anxiety.

He tried to speak but she beat him to it as she barked.

"Idiot!!"

He stopped short. He could see her face contort and her body quiver as she tried to keep the tears from falling.

"Why didn't you tell me you were past your limits?! You still didn't awaken after hours passed. Doing something like that could only be harmful to you."

He let out a bitter smile at her sobering remark. Indeed. Humans were different from the various other races of this world because they could only have access to mana after their awakening. This was why it was such an important milestone for them.

Even though Sol was already much stronger than the average Joe, he wasn’t sadly above this restriction.

"Hahaha! Sorry, sorry. I was just sure I could do it. Heh. Also, seeing from this side, I believe it was worth it."

Those words, more than anything, made her flush completely as she stopped berating him before hanging her head in shame; her large fluffy ear also doing the same and drooping downwards.

"I am the one who should apologize. I shouldn't have made your training harder because of jealousy."

Her words might have come off as a murmur, but he was close enough to clearly hear her.

"Jealousy?"

He looked at her quizzically before everything finally clicked in his mind.

'Fuck. I forgot she was a wolf.'

Everything had happened too fast. He had totally forgotten how sensitive the nose of beastkin could be. Even more so for a blue wolf like her.

Coming at her training with the scent of sex basically radiating out of his pores might have been like a slap to her face.

Her face flushed even more when she understood he got what she meant.

An awkward silence fell between the two of them. Finally, Setsuna simply sighed and spoke out,

“Anyway, me being angry doesn’t excuse the fact that I made you push yourself more than you should have. I will do anything for you to forgive me.”

Sol, who was about to tell her to not mind it, stopped short at her words as his thought process crashed.

Few words held more power than those uttered out by her. He slowly got up and took her hand before pulling her further into the garden, which could also be called a forest.

Once he reached a place far enough, he asked again just to be sure,magic

“Setsuna, did you say that you would do anything?”