Seeing Hansen's open and composed demeanor, as if he were discussing a perfectly normal technical issue.
And then looking at her own body, which was so weak that she could barely stand, the shame and humiliation in Saber's heart battled constantly.
In the end, reason conquered emotion.
For victory, for the Holy Grail, to save Britain... what was this small sacrifice?
She gritted her teeth, as if having made up her mind, and the blue-silver heavy armor constructed of magical energy turned into scattering stardust and vanished.
"I already said it requires direct contact, continue."
Hearing Hansen's aggressive words, Saber couldn't help but bite her lip.
Ultimately, the pride of a king overcame the maiden's reserve.
She secretly took a deep breath, her slender fingers trembling slightly, and feigned composure as she unfastened the outer blue dress that symbolized her status.
The dress slid to the floor, revealing the form-fitting pure white shirt and matching petticoat underneath.
At this moment, the King with the ahoge stood as straight as a pine.
It was just that her earlobes, red enough to drip blood, and her tightly pressed lips betrayed that her inner state was anything but calm; in reality, it was like a raging storm.
"I... am ready."
The maiden's feigned calm voice came, but the next moment she was slightly dazed by the scorching breath that brushed against her cheek.
"Then I'll begin~~ Hmm, the process might be a little... stimulating, bear with it."
The next second, a platinum torrent far hotter than magma poured into Saber's body, causing her already flushed, delicate crimson cheeks to turn even redder!
"Ngh——!!!!"
Almost at the same moment, an extremely suppressed yet uncontrollable groan echoed in the bedroom.
Through the colorful stained glass windows, one could vaguely see the blonde maiden nestled in the man's strong embrace suddenly tilt back her snow-white neck, her long, swan-like neck forming a beautiful and fragile arc.
Saber gripped the velvet sheets beneath her tightly, her knuckles turning white from excessive force, as if she wanted to tear the expensive fabric to shreds.
Hot!
An extreme, scorching heat that was difficult to describe in words!
That power surged straight in, and with a nearly savage posture, arrogantly forced open every one of her magic circuits that had withered due to mana depletion.
Her saint graph, originally as dry as a desert, was instantly filled and overflowing with this torrent of divine power, even causing an unbearable sensation of swelling and numbness due to the excessive fullness.
Hansen frowned slightly, concentrating fully on controlling the output power.
Saber's body possessed the factors of the Red Dragon, and the essence of her saint graph was like a massive furnace capable of containing stars.
It was just that this furnace had become cold and was on the verge of extinguishing due to a long-term lack of fuel.
Now, what he had to do was use his own divine fire to reignite the heart of this sleeping dragon.
"Hold on, my King, the climax... is coming soon."
Hansen's fingers, with an irresistible force, slid slowly up along Saber's slender and beautiful spine.
Each time they passed a vertebra, they lit up a brilliant mana node there.
That feeling was both extreme pain and extreme pleasure.
Her withered cells were cheering, and her dormant dragon bloodline was boiling crazily.
Saber felt as if she were floating on scorching golden clouds, or falling into an endless sea of stars, and her consciousness began to blur.
The pride of a king and the honor of a knight were washed away, shattered to pieces by that absolute power at this moment.
"Ah... hah... no..."
Saber's breathing became rapid and heavy, and unconscious moans spilled from her lips.
Sweat beads the size of beans seeped from her golden roots, quickly soaking the already thin white shirt.
The soaked fabric clung tightly to her back, outlining the beautiful, fluid lines of her spine and the delicate curves of the maiden clearly, exuding a breathtaking temptation under the dim light.
As Hansen's fingers finally stopped at the most critical magic node on the back of her neck, the last and most immense surge of divine power poured in like a dam bursting!
Boom—!
Saber felt as if a brand-new supernova had violently exploded deep within her soul!
Her heart beat violently, and with every pump, it sent that divine, platinum-colored mana to every corner of her limbs and bones.
That long-lost sense of power filled her entire body.
"It's done."
Hansen stroked the maiden's smooth, sweat-dampened back, unable to help but sigh in his heart.
The Lay Buddhist who charges extra did not deceive me, this King with the ahoge...
She's very supple!
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Einzbern Castle, master bedroom.
The air was still filled with a lingering, amorous, and scorching scent; it was the aftertaste left behind by the violent collision of high-concentration divine power and mana.
Heavy velvet curtains blocked most of the light, leaving only a gap that allowed the incoming sunlight to cast a golden beam on the floor.
"Hoo..."
After a long while, a long sigh with a sense of relief sounded.
Saber collapsed, limp and weak, into Hansen's embrace, panting heavily, her chest heaving violently.
Her originally pinned-up golden hair was slightly messy and scattered over her shoulders, with a few strands stuck to her fair neck by sweat.
At this moment, she was only draped in a thin white shirt and a matching petticoat.
The wide hem of the skirt covered the critical areas, vaguely revealing a pair of long, toned, and powerful fair legs.
At this moment, the King of Knights had a somewhat dazed look in her eyes, and the two blushes on her cheeks that had not yet faded appeared exceptionally alluring.
She looked down at her palms, feeling very strange.
Although her body was somewhat drained from the extreme stimulation just now, her body was filled with a massive power that felt as if it could cleave the sea with a single sword strike.
Her small, fair hand suddenly clenched.
Hum—!
A powerful mana, so vast that it even made her feel somewhat unfamiliar, instantly surged within her body.
If she had been a dried-up stream before, then now, she felt like she was a vast ocean!
Not only was her mana reserve completely refilled, but even her parameters—Strength, Endurance, Agility, and others—had all broken through their original limits under that man's forceful injection!
She had a strong sense of confidence that if she encountered Berserker again now, she was confident that she could completely kill that fallen knight within a single round!
"A++... or even EX-level mana supply?"
Saber muttered to herself, her heart filled with mixed feelings.
That feeling was simply... too shameful!
That feeling of her soul being filled, and even being arrogantly washed by the other party's divinity until she was branded, made this king, who had kept herself pure, feel an unprecedented strangeness.
Just then, a playful voice broke Saber's deep thoughts.
"What, still reminiscing?"
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