A scene was playing out inside the room.
The protagonists were a man and a woman.
Al leaned against the window to eavesdrop and spy on the "home movie" being made.
Because he used a spell to minimize his presence, the man and woman inside, lost in the act of procreation, didn't notice a black-haired brat peeping through the window at all.
Al watched for a while. The man had his back to him, and from his position, he couldn't see the woman's face.
However, he instinctively felt she was passable.
After the initial tension and thrill of doing something bad, the novelty faded, and Al felt bored.
He stood there in a daze, his mind drifting back to the war on the front lines.
"What are you doing here?"
Suddenly, a voice came from beside him, scaring Al so much he immediately jumped back several steps.
Turning his head, he saw it was one of his captives and harem members.
The one with nymphomaniac and SM tendencies, the Corrupted Paladin of Myrmidia, Claudia.
She was still wearing the golden battle armor from the time she fought him.
It was the same outfit she wore when she and her Witch Hunter team ventured deep into the Piña Forest to crusade against Al.
Al had a deep impression of this set. On the night of their first meeting, he had personally stripped the Paladin of her outer mantle.
He had torn and removed her clothing with his own hands, exposing her nakedness.
Then, under the gaze of the Reveler, he had claimed Claudia.
Al did not know how the thick, stubborn darkness in the Paladin's soul—
darkness that seemed eternal and unchanging—had terrified and shattered her will.
Nor did he know what terrifying visions she had been shown under the divine power of the Reveler.
Ultimately, the Paladin of Myrmidia had been successfully corrupted into what she was today.
His Mother seemed to have other plans for this woman, viewing her as a "Purple Warrior."
Al had seen those beautiful, charming female Beastman Priestesses of Revelry bow to Claudia.
The Paladin accepted it calmly and occasionally responded.
Yet the Khorngor Vanguards, Sagegors, and Loving Mother Shamans would never do such a thing.
They only obeyed Al, the gods, and the four powerful scion Legion Masters.
The centaur girl, because of her immense individual strength and her shared prestige with Al, also received their obedience.
As for the rest of his harem, like the goat maids, people obeyed them when they represented Al's will.
But that respect was for Al, not for themselves.
And Claudia... Al was certain the current Paladin was definitely tied to that fun-loving Goddess.
She stood with her arms crossed, her blonde hair tied in a bun behind her head, a half-smile on her face.
As the morning sun shone down, her golden skirt-armor was coated in a layer of radiance.
A holy aura flowed around her. For a moment, it was as if the Paladin who had plunged into the darkness to cleanse evil stood before him once again.
The boy instinctively checked if the Paladin was carrying her sword.
Fortunately, her hands were empty.
It looked peaceful enough; it didn't seem like she was about to shout "Smite Evil" and jump-strike him into halves.
So Al proactively stepped forward, took Claudia's hand, and led her away quickly.
Just now, he had realized the sounds in the room had stopped.
While it was unlikely he'd be caught, and no one would dare criticize him even if he were, the boy—guilty from his "crime"—was desperate to get away from the scene.
Claudia gave a teasing smile and said, "I thought you wanted to try some new fun. Like, joining them?"
"No! I was just... I was just curious. Purely curious."
Al blushed. in his interactions with his harem, he was generally more passive the more proactive the other party was, and vice versa.
Claudia said nothing more, letting the boy hold her hand and lead her away.
Shortly after they left, a man cautiously poked his head out of the room, looked around, and retreated back inside.
"What is it?"
"Nothing... I thought someone was passing by."
A simple exchange between the man and woman inside. The man didn't tell her that the "someone" he saw was a squad of fully armed Khorngors.
The room went silent for a moment, then the woman's low voice came out again: "Then..."
Her words were cut off by a gasp; the man had embraced her and pressed her down once more.
Al and Claudia walked further away, no longer caring about what happened in that room.
"So... you want to go to the battlefield too?"
The boy looked at the Paladin who had made this request.
He had spent so much time doing this and that with her—mostly including SM, nymphomania, bondage, and light whipping.
Claudia's performance in the bedroom was that of a fallen, obsessed woman; the boy had almost forgotten she was once a Paladin of the War Goddess, a blade of faith.
"I am an Estalian too, am I not? The Greenskins and Skaven are enemies of all orderly life on this land."
"Even beasts are fighting for this land. I cannot sit by and watch my home and compatriots be trampled."
Al scrutinized his "meat"... his big sister.
Frankly, Claudia's plump yet athletic body had once left him very addicted.
Especially since she was incredibly proactive. She had gone from clumsy to skillful in just half a month.
She could take the initiative in bed, a beautiful MILF archetype who combined the traits of both a nymphomaniac and a saintess, providing Al with immense enjoyment.
More than half the time they spent together was in bed. Even if Al could exercise self-control, he couldn't withstand Claudia's frantic, obsessive demands for sex.
She didn't mind group activities at all, frequently bringing the maids and Ann to start an orgy with Al.
A while ago, she had even set her sights on the widow Marlena.
She had hoped to drag the widow into playing some slightly more hardcore games with Al compared to their usual fun, but was stopped by Al.
Now, seeing the Paladin speaking so seriously about national affairs was rare.
Al was a bit surprised.
He knew the Paladin had a connection with the Reveler Mom, but neither had told him the details.
So Al played dumb, pretending Claudia was just an ordinary Paladin he had defeated, captured, and claimed.
And Claudia seemed not to care at all about her status as a "slave."
She even acted as if she were thoroughly enjoying it, just like those Chaos cultists corrupted by Slaanesh...
Acceptance was one thing, but letting her onto the battlefield was another.
With the Reveler's endorsement, Al wasn't afraid of the Paladin defecting mid-battle, but...
Al stared at the face he knew so well, his thoughts spinning rapidly.
"I can allow it, but I have one condition..."
Ding!
Hero: Claudia, the Corrupted Paladin, has appeared in the Piña Forest.