[Crossing Through the Sword Wind] Chapter 3

A few days later, the solemn state funeral of Princess Midland was held. Inside her coffin lay
the corpse of a woman I had found in a mass grave and thrown into a fire to fake her death. The real Princess Midland, however, was secretly kept by me,
becoming my plaything to satisfy my lust. This incident was attributed to either the pro-war faction of the Kingdom of Yoda or
assassins from a third country trying to prevent a truce between the two nations. The truth ultimately vanished into the darkness…
A month passed. During this month, I spent almost every day
passionately succumbing to the heat on Princess Isabella's mature and sensual body. In my secret abode, whether on the bed, the table, or even when I
spread my Night Wings and took her into the sky, traces of my battles with Princess Midland were everywhere.
Princess Isabella gradually derived unprecedented pleasure from our adulterous affair;
we tried almost every position and technique except anal sex. While I was away, Princess Isabella became the cleaning maid, responsible for cleaning the house and the battlefield,
where I would occasionally ambush her with my unpredictable movements. Casca, on the other hand, was always nowhere to be found, and each time she saw me, she
noticed signs of my intimacy with other women, which displeased her.
A month later, the city of Wyndam in the Kingdom of Midland welcomed its first snowfall. The entire city was shrouded
in the gently falling white snow. In the Band of the Hawk's barracks, Guts packed his bags, preparing to leave the Band of the Hawk, leaving behind
his battle-scarred armor and broken greatsword, ready to embark on a new journey. Casca, who was reading at night,
was admiring the snow scene outside her window when she unexpectedly discovered Guts preparing to leave. She rushed out and bumped
into me on my way to Princess Isabella's place, along with Gorcas and Judau who were passing by.
Casca: "Guts...you...are you leaving?"
Guts: "..."
Casca: "Wait a minute. Although we often argue, we've been through life and death together.
The Band of the Hawk has finally achieved the results of all their hard work...isn't it all starting now? And yet you
..."
Guts: "Because...I've made up my mind..."
Casca: "But..."
Guts: "It's not right for me to just...just...bury myself in that guy's dream..."
Casca: "But..."
Guts: "If you can make things go smoothly with Griffith...that would be good..."
Casca fell silent, seemingly deep in thought. The silence was broken by Judau's soft call.
Casca: "It's Golkars, Judau, and...Sigufy."
Judau gently patted Casca's shoulder and then came to Guts. "Let's talk." With that,
Guts, Golkars, Judau, and I left the Band of the Hawk's camp, leaving Casca alone on the snow, watching
the four figures gradually disappear into the snow.
Casca: "Perhaps Grievous could stop that guy." She then turned and hurried away.
In a dimly lit, cluttered tavern in the old town, Guts, Golgi, and I sat in a corner seat, the flickering
candlelight illuminating our expressionless faces.
"Hey! Look over there! It's the captains of the Band of the Hawk!" Nearby patrons cast admiring
glances our way. The flamboyant Golgi frequently greeted the patrons around him, even flirting with the barmaids
.
Judau: "Golcas, stop showing off." Then he turned to Guts, "Why
, now, suddenly..."
Guts: "It's not sudden, I've been considering it since before the deployment!"
Judau: "Is there something you're unhappy about?"
Guts: "Unhappy? What are you talking about? The Band of the Hawk is different from ordinary armies, they only know how to fight each other
. As a wandering mercenary, this is the first time I've tasted the feeling of {comrades}."
Judau: "This doesn't sound like your usual lines..."
Guts: "These past three years have been truly happy. I feel... like I'm participating in a festival,
how could I possibly be unhappy?"
Judau: "Then how come..." Judau was about to speak when he was
interrupted by the sound of Golcas flirting with a bar girl. Judau was about to speak to stop him when Golcas preemptively shouted.
Gorkas: "Shut up! I'm Gorkas, the commander of the Thousand-Man Brigade of the Band of the Hawk!
What's wrong with picking up a woman or two in a bar?" With that, Gorkas picked up his glass and put his feet up on the table. "
Any restaurant or inn within Wyndam City will be free if you show your name as the commander of the Thousand-Man Brigade of the Band of the Hawk!
Children and women will swarm around us on the street! Naturally, we're national heroes! Not only that,
we're about to become nobles, enjoying a life of luxury in the court! We'll
say goodbye to those musty, moldy barracks! If all goes well, we'll be lords of a city! This is something ordinary people could never achieve! It's
something we commoners could never even dream of! But we got it! It's something we finally obtained after countless blood-soaked memories,
after our throats were slashed countless times by the enemy, and after one foot was in the grave…"
…And you say you want to abandon it, it's like taking off old clothes and throwing them away… What an unbelievable
idiot! Are you out of your mind?”
Judau: “Gorcas…”
Gorcas: “Hmph! You who only know how to kill, dancing with noblewomen at a banquet? That's too much of a stretch!
You can only use a sword, you can't even handle women?”
Guts: “As you said… I am… someone who has no other talent than using a sword. The first
time I killed someone, I was still a child who couldn't tell left from right, and since then,
I've been completely ignorant of anything unexpected on the battlefield. Killing, that's all I know to survive, that's all I am! But it's
alright. Even one… whoever… as long as they turn around and look at me… But wandering the battlefield forced
me to realize that when fighting for heads, that kind of thing is completely useless. It's just a child's complaint.
But even so, I still met… someone who truly made me turn around… I'm asking for it. That person
had nothing, but he seemed to possess everything. No… he had something that made us think it was possible… a certain kind of…
The thing is there… but to reach such a high level, that person must hone themselves to the limit.
Therefore, for him, there is no space beside him where the weak can stand shoulder to shoulder… Ironically, the more
that's the case, the brighter he becomes in my eyes… Looking up at him in his dreams… I can't bear
it.
I want… to stand beside him with something I've achieved myself. Only him, I don't want to
be looked down upon by him. "Guts said firmly.
Gorkas: "You want to be on par with... Grievous? Heh... what a joke! That's just
child's talk!" Gorkas shouted at Guts, "You understand! He's a special person!
Different from us! Making someone like you, who can only cut people and knows nothing else, become the Hawk's assault captain—a
position unworthy of you! Only Grievous deserves that!"
Guts calmly said: "What status, class, I'm not interested in those things. What I want is something different
... something that surpasses myself."
Gorkas's furious shout instantly drew the attention of those around him: "That's just child's talk. Didn't I say
something that surpasses myself? If it were that easy to find, Bigfoot wouldn't have to work so hard! Even
if you're lucky enough to find it, only a small percentage of people will become victors! Most people compromise their
strength and ambition with their reality and barely make ends meet. There are always guys who say, 'If you have dreams, hide them
!' And every time I see them, I feel disgusted!" "Having dreams is great! Ah... that's
just an excuse for the weak who can't face reality! Dreams that can't be realized are the same as daydreaming! Worse than horse manure!"
Judau: "Golcas..."
Guts: "You... that kind of thing, don't you... have one?"
Guts' question made Golcas suddenly stunned. "Tsk! I can't argue with him! Judau, I'm going back to sleep! I
can't associate with such naive people anymore!" Saying that, he angrily left his seat, ignoring the bar owner's demands for money, leaving a note on the bill
, and then angrily left, leaving Judau, Guts, and me sitting there.
Judau: "That guy, don't be fooled by his appearance, he's actually a thief leader." Although it was just a small band of thieves with fewer than 10 members
, they dared to try and take over the Band of the Hawk, only to be taught a lesson and then join
us. Even if it was just a little bit. But that guy once had something he earned himself, right?
Me: "Too boring, I'm leaving."
Judau: "Sigurd, aren't you going to help persuade Guts?"
Me: "Everyone has their own goals and paths to follow. Guts wants to find
something he wants to surpass and defeat. I don't think there's anything wrong with Guts wanting to be on par with Grievous." Saying that, I left Judau and
Guts behind and also left the tavern.
On the lonely road, I would think about the conversation between Guts and Gorkas and ponder, thinking about how I was
a homebody who only knew how to play computer games before I transmigrated, and asking myself if I had ever had any dreams. If it weren't for this
adventure, what would my future self be like?
Me: "I'm not in the mood for anything tonight, I'll just walk around and clear my head." The confusion was only temporary. I knew
I had to live in the present, and there were even more severe tests waiting for me in the future. As dawn broke,
I found myself drawn to the outskirts of the city.
Casca: "Siegfried! You're here too."
Looking up, I saw Casca, dressed in a fur coat, along with Golcaspibin, Rickett, and others.
"What are you all doing here?" I asked, puzzled
. Casca replied, "I found everyone and was going to try and persuade Guts not to leave."
Suddenly, I realized something and looked around at the vast, empty snowfield. (This was...
the snowfield where Guts and Griffiths had their second duel. How could I have forgotten something so important? Guts and Judau...) Thinking this, I turned
back and saw Guts and Judau slowly approaching in the distance.
The sun was rising, and the dawn's rays shone on everyone present.
Grievous: "Are you... leaving?"
Guts: "Yes."
Grievous: "Are you planning... leaving the Band of the Hawk?"
Guts: "I'm sorry."
Rickett: "Just saying sorry won't make anyone understand! Explain properly! Isn't the Band of the Hawk
like family to you, Guts?! What reason do you have to abandon your family!?"
Judau: "Stop, Rickett! Let him leave quietly after making a decision!" Rickett
: "But...but...everyone will be in a difficult position. Guts is the captain of the Stormtroopers, the
pillar of the Band of the Hawk! He's indispensable! "
Gorkas: "Hmph! Before he joined, we were invincible! The Band of the Hawk didn't become strong because of
him alone!!"
Rickett: "But..."
"Shut up!!" Gorkas yelled at Rickett, then turned to Guts. "Hey,
I might as well tell you something now! I've been wanting to get rid of you for a long time. From the very beginning, to be honest, more than once I've wanted to
shoot you in the back with a crossbow bolt on the battlefield. Now I finally understand why I'm so angry. It's that
face! It's that expressionless, tightly drawn face that makes me dislike you!
A face full of sorrow and worry! Are you the only one who has walked a path of profound suffering that others don't understand? Are you the only one who's special
? Don't be so self-righteous!! I won't admit it... You're not special. You are... You won't become
someone like Griffith! Now you're no longer a member of the Band of the Hawk. If we meet again on some battlefield
, keep an eye on your back!"
After hearing Gorkas's words, everyone looked at Guts. A light, cool breeze rustled the nearby pine trees
.
Guts: "Thank you for your concern." He said, taking a step forward. He hadn't gone far when a cold,
thin sword blocked his path.
Griffith said, "I already said then that you belonged to me. I won you over with this, and your
life and death belong to me! If you want to escape my grasp, do it the same way you did then—earn yourself back with your sword
."
Rickett: "Grievous."
Guts: "Can't you say goodbye with a smile? You seem serious..." After a heavy exchange of glances, Guts opened
his bag and drew his two-handed greatsword from his back. The rising warm sunlight shone on their cold swords, and the situation
was about to erupt.
Casca stepped forward quickly: "Wait...wait a minute! Are you serious?!
Are you planning to kill your own comrades?! Grievous, if you want to stop him, just say it..." Before Casca could finish speaking, she was
met with a cold glare from Grievous as he twirled his sword.
I stepped forward and grabbed Casca's hand. "Step aside, Casca. Don't get in their way."
Casca: "What are you saying?! Sigfy? If they really fight, the two of them will only..."
Before Casca could finish, I tightened my grip on her hand and pulled her back to the others.
Judau: "In that case, we'll just have to let them fight." Gorcas, standing to the side, gloated,
"Hehe, this is going to be interesting."
Casca: "How can you do this? They're killing each other! If we don't stop them..."
Me: "Mercenaries have their own way of dealing with things. You don't understand, do you? Watch carefully..."
Casca: "But..."
The sun rose, and the sunlight grew stronger and stronger. The reflection on the white snow made everyone a little
dizzy, but the two people staring at each other didn't relax at all. Their eyes were fixed on each other, as if they
had already begun to fight in the depths of their consciousness. Suddenly, the snow piled up on the pine tree couldn't withstand the sunlight and fell to the ground
. At that moment, the two people staring at each other simultaneously...
Boom… The sudden burst of force stirred up a thousand waves on the snow, followed by the crisp sound of metal breaking. As everyone's
vision gradually cleared, they saw Grievous kneeling on the ground, his rapier broken in two and lying
to the side, while Guts' greatsword rested steadily on Grievous's shoulder. Accompanied by Casca's call,
Guts turned his greatsword back, softly said "Goodbye," and walked away
, leaving a series of deep footprints on the white snow, leaving Grievous kneeling silently on the snow…
The gears of the story were already clicking in my ears…
As night fell, most of the first snow of the day was melted by the sun, and then a heavy rain fell, washing over
Cloud City.
Deep in the palace, in Princess Sharluth's bedroom, accompanied by rumbling thunder, the beautiful little princess, wearing a nightgown, leaned
against the window.
Princess Sharluth: "The snow is melting..."
Maid: "Princess, please be careful not to catch a cold and go to bed early."
Princess Sharluth: "Yes, yes, you can all go to rest now."
After the maids left, as Princess Sharluth was preparing to go to bed, suddenly there was a knocking sound on the window.
Princess Sharluth exclaimed in surprise and saw Griffith outside the window. Her exclamation had attracted
the attention of the night watch maids.
Maid: "What happened?"
Princess Sharluth: "Whhh, nothing! Let's go! Let's go!" After the maids left, Princess
Sharluth hurriedly opened the window, revealing
Griffith Sharluth: "Lord Griffith!? What are you doing so late, and in the rain..."
Griffith: "Greetings, Princess Sharluth."
Sharluth: "My lord, sneaking into the palace alone so late at night will cause a great
commotion if someone finds out. If someone discovers you..."
Griffith: "So, if possible, may I enter your room, Princess? If
someone sees me now, it will damage your reputation."
Sharluth: "Yes, please come in." Griffith
: "Excuse me." He then jumped into the princess's bedroom. "I'm sorry, I've
made your bedroom so wet. Please forgive my rudeness in visiting you at this time..." Before he could finish speaking, Princess Sharluth
threw herself into Griffith's arms and cried.
"Ever since Lord Grievous embarked on his expedition, I have been filled with unease, my heart torn with worry every moment
, wondering if news of your passing would arrive from the battlefield. I prayed a thousand times, ten thousand times, for your safe return. It seems the divine
intervention has finally granted my wish. Some terrible and sorrowful things have happened during this time, and I have been all
alone. Why... why didn't you come to see me sooner..."
Just as Sharluth was weeping and speaking, a gust of wind extinguished the flames in the fireplace, plunging the room into darkness.
After a flash of lightning, Princess Sharluth felt Grievous leave her body, followed by a pair of strong
arms pulling her into an embrace, and a pair of warm lips pressing a deep kiss on her cherry lips,
silencing her sobs.
"Ugh... ugh... (Lord Grievous?!)"
At the feet of the two who had been deeply kissed, Grievous, soaking wet, lay head down on the ground, unconscious. And at this moment,
the one deeply kissing Princess Sharluth was none other than myself, who had been lurking in the princess's chambers all along.
The sword fight this morning reminded me of how Grievous, devastated by his defeat to Guts, would enter the princess's chambers at night and force himself on her
. After watching the sword fight, I returned to my secret abode and asked my maid, Princess Isabella
, where Princess Sharluth's chambers were. Although Princess Isabella had doubts, she told me without hesitation. That
night, I flew into the harem, secretly sneaked into the princess's chambers, and waited for Grievous to arrive. After extinguishing the fire in the fireplace, I swiftly attacked,
knocking Grievous unconscious with a single punch.
Under the superior kissing skills honed through my illicit
affair with my maid Isabella, Princess Sharluth gradually gave up her resistance in our passionate tongue kiss. Her hands gently clenched, and after our lips parted,
a crystalline silver thread connected our mouths. Princess Sharluth breathed softly, and my hand grasped her
firm breasts, causing them to tremble slightly.
I held the princess and fell onto the bed. Princess Sharlut trembled slightly. I kissed Sharlut's snowy
neck passionately, kneading her erect nipples with one hand and slipping the other under her nightgown to tease her honeyed
vulva, slowly arousing her desire.
Princess Sharluth, stripped naked like a lamb, was pinned beneath me. Sucking on her nipples caused her
to moan softly. My hands parted her jade-like legs, probing her honeyed depths and stirring. Then, I lifted her
pink buttocks and looked down at her lower body, revealing her tender pink labia. I extended my tongue, teasing
the labia before inserting it to suck the nectar secreted from her honeyed depths. This caused Sharluth
to gasp repeatedly.
Princess Sharluth: "Ah...ah...ah...Lord Griffith..."
Hearing this, my eyes hardened. I straightened my back, pressing my penis against her overflowing honeyed depths, and
thrusting forcefully, plunging it completely into her tender opening.
Sharluth: "Ah...ah...it hurts...Master...your thing is so thick...so swollen...ah...
ah..."
I lay on top of Princess Sharluth, my hands supporting her pink buttocks as I thrust my
body rapidly. My thick, long penis brought out droplets of fluid from Sharluth's body...
"Ah...ah..." Sharluth gripped my shoulders tightly with both hands due to the intense pleasure, her nails almost
digging into my flesh. This only stimulated me further, making me speed up my movements on Sharluth. Accompanied by my increasingly
rapid panting and Princess Sharluth's frantic twisting of her body, emitting melodious moans, I forcefully thrust open
Princess Sharluth's uterus. Hot semen painted Princess Sharluth's newly opened palace. Princess Sharluth let out
a cry of pain, her hands gripping my back and her legs tightly wrapped around my waist, preventing me from moving an inch...
Outside the keyhole, a terrified eye covered its mouth, watching the rapidly rising and falling
figure She then turned and fled in panic. Hearing the hurried footsteps, a slight smile crept onto my lips. I pulled out my erect penis,
pried open Sharluth's small mouth, and thrust it inside. Sensing the intrusion, Sharluth instinctively
tried to push the massive object in her mouth with her soft, fragrant tongue, which only intensified my pleasure. I
thrust in and out of Sharluth's mouth, her constantly moving tongue occasionally licking the tip of my penis, sending shivers down my spine as I
ejaculated a gush of semen into her mouth.
I pulled my penis out of Princess Sharluth's mouth, and she spat out a large amount of semen.
After spitting it out, a sticky bubble clung to her lips, vibrating with each breath.
I flipped Princess Sharluth over so her pink buttocks faced me, straightened my penis, and thrust into
her body once more. When the honeyed fluids in her vagina made my penis fully slippery, I withdrew it and placed the head of my penis against Sharluth
's anus. "Ah..." Princess Sharluth gasped in surprise, and then I
thrust in and out without mercy until my hot semen shot deep into her body. Then I thrust back into her tender
vagina to continue sowing the seeds of life...
In the morning, Griffith slowly opened his eyes and staggered to his feet. Rubbing his head, he noticed
Princess Sharluth lying on the bed covered in semen stains, her three orifices stained with traces of semen. A thousand thoughts flashed through his mind, and he
leaped out the window to escape. As soon as he landed, he was stopped by a large group of armored guards wielding spears. The palace guard captain stepped out
from the crowd and said, "Oh…who did I think it was? It's the next General Bai Feng.
What brings you out of the palace at this hour? Tell me the details later. Take him away!"
With that, a group of guards pressed their spears against Grievous's neck.
Grievous: "I'm innocent!!!"
Captain: "Tell us your story in the cell." Watching Grievous being led away by the royal guards
disappear into the distance, I turned to look at Princess Sharluth, still fast asleep and covered in semen, and smiled slightly. Then I opened the window and flew out of the palace towards my secret abode. Soon after, 　　the hurried footsteps
of King Midland and his maids echoed in the corridor . 　　 The head maid said, "That might be a new maid who mistook something in the dark. Your Majesty's aggressive manner 　　will frighten the princess..." 　　 King Midland roared, "Shut up!!" 　　 He then forcefully opened the door to the princess's bedchamber. Before him lay Sharlute's body, covered in hickeys and semen stains. 　　Princess Sharlute slowly awoke and, seeing King Midland, weakly uttered, "Father..." 　　 King Midland, upon seeing her, softly called out, "Sharlute..." 　　 Returning to my secret residence, I entered and saw Princess Isabella dressed in a short maid's uniform with a maid's headband, bending 　　 down to pick up a feather duster that had fallen to the ground. Her full, round buttocks were raised high, and her white panties were 　　faintly visible. Excited, I pulled out my hard penis, lifted Princess Isabella's maid's short skirt, held Isabella 　　's round buttocks, pulled her panties down to her knees, and thrust my penis inside. 　　 Princess Isabella, feeling the intrusion of my thick, hard penis, cried out in a wanton voice, "Ah... it's Lord Sigfy 　　... oh... why are you only returning now... ah..." 　　 I kneaded Princess Isabella's large breasts and thrust rapidly, saying, "Princess Isabella, 　　you got wet as soon as I entered you. Were you waiting for me to come back and fuck you? By the way, I have good news for you. 　　I tricked King Midland into thinking that Grievous had raped the princess. I guess Grievous is being tortured and awaiting 　　execution." 　　 Upon hearing this, Princess Isabella's vagina suddenly contracted, tightening around my penis, and her body trembled as she said, "Ah... oh 　　... Grievous... has been caught... oh... oh... Yuri's revenge... is finally complete... ah oh 　　..." 　　 Hearing that Princess Isabella was still thinking about her old lover, I pulled out my wet penis from her vagina and thrust it 　　into Princess Isabella's anus. 　　 Princess Isabella: "Ah...My lord...Ah...You've inserted it in the wrong place...Not there...Oh 　　..." 　　 Me: "Isabella, you've already sworn to be mine, why are you still hung up on your old lover!" 　　 I said as I fiercely thrust into Princess Isabella's anus. 　　 Princess Isabella: "Ah...Lord Sigfy...I know I was wrong...Please...Forgive me 　　...Ah..." 　　 I ignored Princess Isabella's pleas for mercy and attacked even more fiercely, the impact resounding loudly.

With a thud, I ejaculated a large amount of semen into Princess Isabella's anus, then withdrew. Princess Isabella lost
her balance and sat on the ground, a trail of white semen flowing from her stretched anus. Princess Isabella sat
on the ground, panting heavily. I put my penis to Princess Isabella's lips and said, "Help me clean up
." Feeling the heat of my thick, long penis, Princess Isabella gave me a resentful look, then opened her
mouth and swallowed my penis. After cleaning, I looked at my shiny penis with satisfaction, helped
Princess Isabella up, and pulled down her panties from her knees, hooking them around her other ankle. Grabbing Princess Isabella
's plump buttocks, I lifted her up and slammed her against the wall. Holding her ample hips, my penis skillfully rubbed against
the entrance of her honeyed orifice before slowly descending.
"Oh... Lord Sigfy..." Princess Isabella let out a satisfied moan. I hoisted Princess Isabella
's legs onto my shoulders, and the panties on her ankles swayed back and forth as I thrust violently.
Princess Isabella: "Oh...My lord...Oh...Lord Sigfy's...cock is so big...
so thick...
Ah...My lord...it feels so good...Please...my lord...shoot your warm...ah...semen
...into...my womb...Oh...let me...oh...give Lord Sigfy...ah...
a...strong...child...ah...oh..."
Hearing Princess Isabella's words, I became even more excited and thrust my penis in and out. "Good, give me a child,
Princess Isabella, tighten your vagina and catch my semen." I thrust harder and harder into Princess Isabella's honeypot
, finally pulling out completely and then inserting again. I slammed Princess Isabella against the wall, my glans
inside her uterus, ejaculating a large amount of semen. Princess Isabella's limbs clung tightly to me, not letting me leave even a moment,
emitting soft moans.
After the passion subsided, I pulled my penis out of Princess Isabella's honeypot. Princess Isabella slumped to
the ground, semen trickling from her vulva.
I said, "Wendam City is no longer safe. I'll take you to a safe place."
Princess Isabella sat dazedly on the ground, seemingly not hearing me, her hand stroking her stomach, feeling
the warmth within her body.
Outside the house, I watched as Princess Isabella, now fully dressed, slowly walked out of the room.
I pointed to my now-erect penis and said to Princess Isabella, "Sit on me."
"Oh..." Princess Isabella smiled, her face flushed, and walked to me. She lifted her
short skirt, pulled her panties aside, and, holding my shoulders, rubbed my penis against her labia
a few times before sitting down. She then wrapped her legs tightly around my waist and held me close, looking up at me and saying,
"Hmm...My lord, I'm ready."
I held Princess Isabella's buttocks firmly on my hips, then spread my Night Wings
and leaped towards the outskirts of Windam City. I landed slowly in a mansion deep within a snow-covered forest.
This was the residence of an apostle, which I had destroyed, gaining the power of illusion.
After deeply controlling Princess Isabella's mind, I informed her that I would be gone for a while and left plenty of food before departing
. ...
After settling Princess Isabella in, I flew back to the Kingdom of Midland. On the way out of the city, in the desolate hunting grounds , we found
the Band of the Hawk preparing to be surrounded and attacked by the Midland Royal Army. Large numbers of Band of the Hawk soldiers were riddled with arrows. Casca
and her thousand-man commanders were fighting in disarray, unarmed. I rushed into the fray and cut down several arrows aimed at Casca
.
Casca: "Siegfried! How did you suddenly appear?"
Me: "Casca, get out of here quickly! Grievous has been imprisoned by the King of Midland for treason."
Casca: "What! How is this possible? Grievous, he…"
"Let's get out of here first…" I led Casca and commanded the remnants of the Band of the Hawk, gradually fighting our way out.
As dusk fell, we finally shook off the Midland Royal Army's pursuit. Reaching a dense forest, the group slowed their pace and began
to relax.
After Casca: "Siegfried, what happened? Why was Grievous
imprisoned by King Midland for treason?" Me: "Well... I received a report from an inside source in the palace that Grievous was caught 　　red-handed
leaving the princess's palace yesterday morning . Afterwards, the king, on Grievous's orders, ordered the entire Band of the Hawk to gather at the hunting grounds. I was worried it was 　　a trap, so I followed." 　　 Casca: "What? Grievous from the princess's palace? This..." 　　 Golkas: "No wonder Grievous didn't return yesterday, hehe..." 　　 Judau: "Golkas, stop talking..." 　　 While everyone was arguing, Casca covered her mouth and ran out of the camp as if sobbing. I turned around and quickly 　　followed Casca's back. 　　 Casca cried as she ran into the depths of the forest, gradually moving away from the camp. I slowly closed the distance behind her, and at 　　a mountain stream, I caught up with Casca and hugged the crying Casca. 　　 Me: "Casca, where are you going? It's dangerous outside." 　　 Casca: "Waaah... Grievous... he's been captured... even Guts left... the Band of the Hawk 　　... waaaah..." 　　 I held Casca tightly in my arms. "Don't cry, Casca. You have to be strong. The Band of the Hawk 　　is like a pile of loose sand right now; they need someone to lead them." 　　 After hearing my words, Casca sobbed softly in my arms. Seeing Casca's tearful face 　　, I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. I lowered my head and kissed Casca's lips. 　　 "Mmm..." Casca resisted a few times but then stopped, instead responding more passionately to me. Casca 　　's hands hooked around my neck, and her tongue responded passionately to mine. After a passionate kiss, Casca 　　's lips parted. Casca, panting heavily and her face flushed, said to me, "Huff... give it to me... 　　Sigfly... like last time in the cave... take me..." 　　 Hearing Casca say this, I immediately felt a surge of passion, and I took off Casca's clothes, revealing her wheat-colored...

Her skin and slender figure, the long-absent Casca's high breasts, firm buttocks, and shapely abdomen, were once again
before my eyes, igniting my animalistic desires. I pressed Casca down and kissed her neck, making her
tremble. I lowered my head and held Casca's lips firmly, gently stroking her body until she stopped trembling. The wet
kiss gradually turned into a passionate embrace. Casca and I groped each other's bodies haphazardly for a while. I parted
Casca's legs, my glans pushing open Casca's moist labia, and my thick penis plunged deep into Casca
's honey hole until it reached the very end.
Casca: "Ah...so thick...Siegfried...ah...that's the feeling...oh...harder
...ah...harder..."
Hearing Casca's moans, I became even more aroused and began to slowly and forcefully stir the tender
flesh inside Casca's honey hole, holding Casca's waist and thrusting hard.
After a while, I grabbed Casca's buttocks, lifted her up, and pressed her against the tree trunk behind her. I spread Casca
's legs and began to work again.
Casca: "Ugh... Sigfy... harder... fuck me... ah... yes... ahh... right
there... harder... ahh..." As I rubbed Casca's breasts, I got into the swing
of things. I turned Casca around, holding her waist, so that Casca, leaning against the tree, raised her buttocks to continue receiving my powerful thrusts. Accompanied by the rhythmic
thuds, I rubbed Casca's breasts and clitoris all over her body.
Casca: "Ah... Huff... Sigfy... Harder... Ah... It's in... So deep...
Ah... Give it to me... Give it to me... Ah ah... Ah..."
With my rapid, forceful thrusts, the point where Casca and I were joined was already a muddy mess. Casca had lost
count of how many orgasms she had experienced. After a sudden, rapid burst of thrusts, my glans once again broke through the cervix and entered
the depths of Casca's uterus. My penis was once again stuck inside Casca's vagina. I tried to pull it out, but couldn't,
and then I heard Casca cry out. Immediately afterward, I felt Casca's honeypot grip my penis tightly
for a few moments, and then I felt a warm current envelop my penis. A stream of nectar flowed from the point where Casca and I were joined
. After enjoying this warmth, I began to release the essence of my life within Casca's uterus.
As I pulled my thick, hard penis out of Casca's honeypot, Casca turned and pushed me down,
then straddled me, grabbing my penis and rubbing it against the entrance of her honeypot.
Casca: "Mmm... Sigfy... I want more... ah..." she said, slowly lowering her buttocks, her hands
on my abdominal muscles, breathing heavily. After fully adjusting to my large penis, Casca began
to move her hips back and forth.
Casca: "Ah... so good... Sigfy... so good... oh..."
To gain more pleasure, Casca's movements gradually became wilder, twisting
her hips like she was riding a horse on the battlefield. Casca's knightly figure was displayed on me, exciting me so much that my penis swelled up even
more.
Casca: "Ah...it's...it's getting bigger...good...um..."
Casca writhed violently for a moment before becoming breathless. I pulled Casca into my arms, my hands
gripping her round, protruding buttocks, my hips thrusting upwards rapidly. My thick, hard penis slid and chuckled as
it moved in and out of Casca's honeypot, leaving afterimages, until my hot semen filled Casca's uterus once more.
We lay on the ground, our slippery bodies embracing, panting heavily, my penis tightly sealing Casca's honeypot, not letting a single
drop of semen leak out.
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