A garden clothed and decorated with lush flowers is displayed as the beautiful rose petals and luscious green leaves flutter against the slightest sight of the gentle breeze.
The grass swayed with grace standing upright with it's green and healthy color along with it's minty scent filling the garden. On that green grass laid a figure in a disheveled appearance unconscious.
Her blue hair sprawled out on the ground underneath making her appear even more beautiful along with her blue eyes closed shut in sleep.
A male Elf stood before her as his blonde hair which was messed up and also in a disheveled state with strands of golden hair swaying in front of his bright cosmic blue eyes. His handsomeness couldn't be described with casual words. High jaw structure, smooth natural tanned skin, a physique that defies human reasoning as it wasn't excessively buff but has it's charm as it was extremely well toned with muscles compressed in each and every part of his body with 0% of fat.
There was something strange about this Elf... His lower half was- um, he was naked.
His flaccid staff swayed from the brush of the gentle wind. His pants was nowhere to be seen as he had flung it the very moment the fight had begun.
Who else could this duo be if not Nador and the unconscious female knight.
'She doesn't wanna budge.' Nador complained as he squatted before her face and began poking her cheeks with his fingers, tracing the smoothness of her skin with his soft fingers.
(The same finger he had used on the princess.... Naughty ~)
There was no response... Nador's concern grew as he soon began to worry if he had struck a little bit too hard.
"All I did was punch. Why won't she jerk back to reality!"
At the same time, the academy of the Lightheart Kingdom soon kicked off with it's school curriculum.
A pink haired girl clad in knightly armour that hugged her curves yet left no other skin other than her neck upwards open.
Her green emerald orbs scanned the room before her. Her gaze fell on metallic gold painted plate that displayed - "B1"
"Of course, I have to teach the freshers." She grumbled underneath her breath before twisting the door and stepping into the room.
Within the very room we can see students happily chatting with each other as gossips flew from one corner to another... While others minded their own businesses, keeping their head high, facing forward.
Three beauties stood out within the class filled with spectacular angels. One with a messy blond hair with cat like ears peaking out from her hair. A delicate and slender facial structure was a perfect counter to her muscular and extra toned body... A graceful brown tail swinging behind her, but the narrator's attention was quickly absorbed by her juicy and fleshy buttocks.
(Damn... Such a delicious distraction.)
Her average sized bust drew a soft 'meh' from the audience... Her bloodline greatly favored thighs and ass... Maybe that's why they remained flat.
"Did someone just talk shit about me?" She muttered as her grey eyes scanned the room, sending shivers down the spines of the surrounding boys.
Audrey Lionston. A fearsome(sexy ) entity to boys.
The next was her best friend and closest buddy... Katie Smythe.
You know... Raven colored hair, brown soil like neutral eyes... Her figure compacted to the brim with serious toned muscles and a height that surpasses the average female human. But alas, her delicate was a perfect counter to such muscularity. If Nador was to witness the scene, he'd be wondering what's with the author's favoritism with muscular babes.
(Probably a fetish or something... Don't blame me🤕 )
Her figure just like Audrey, had juicy thighs and a thick well proportioned booty... But unlike her friend, she was a bit busty as her BB cups were hugged tightly on her uniform shirt.
And finally we have with us Lila Federline... A beauty from a poor family background.
She is a beauty who's beauty stood out amongst the rest... On par with the other Heroines on beauty level, well because she's also one.
Green messy hair tied in a single ponytail with two heart shaped bangs over her pretty face that did not hide the beauty of her face but rather enhance it. Her physique was not like her Kate or Audrey giving her a petite sized body frame and delicate body figure... But one thing that sure wasn't petite was her humongous G cups and round heart shaped ass and that juicy thighs to seal the deal. Her bright neon colored eyes scanned the room with a blank expression...
Of course she had to be the childhood friend of our protagonist (Luke). The usual cliche drama is as follows: Grew up in the same orphanage, Was bullied but Luke was the shoulder she could always cry on, Carried a crush on Luke for donkey years and counting making zero effort for the confession, acts like a lovey dovey housewife around Luke but strangely and wickedly nonchalant and cold towards others, in later scenes of the book, she developed yandere Loving tendencies for Luke to the point that she could sniff off a woman's touch off of him.
I think that wraps it up.
The female knight stood before the class that slowly turned quiet as the gazes of the students widened in shock... Well all except the Heroines reacted in such a way.
"OH MY GOD! IT'S HOLY KNIGHT GLORIA LUDWIG!"
"DANG MAN! AND HERE I THOUGHT I'D ONLY SEE HER IN MY DREAMS!?"
"HAHA! MY FELLOW DREAMER BROTHER! I SECOND THAT STATEMENT."
"RAISE YOUR HANDS IF YOU WET YOUR BED BECAUSE OF Ms GLORIA LUDWIG."
The boys rowdiness overpowered the girls shrieks of shock, turning it into a confession session between themselves.
The faint black lines on Gloria's forehead was a testament on how pissed off she was at the moment.
Back at the Mistvale Castle... Underneath the manor was a dark dungeon where dozens of hardcore criminals resides was displayed as the scent of reeking shit polluted the air.
The various doors of each criminals were carved with the finest and strongest metal known to man... The J-S-T-M. (Jude's.Super.Tough.Metal)
A figure navigates their way through the lobby filled with groaning and screams of the criminals and only did they stop once they arrived at the stair case leading to a deeper section of the dungeon.
With each steps, the metallic amour underneath the figure's cloak briefly glowed from the reflective rays from the torches hung on the walls.
Arrival to the bottom didn't take much less than four breaths and a very large metallic locks swung on the sides of the door where a male Elf sat cuffed on his hands and feet with his pants missing for some reasons...
Nador turned to the camera with the look of amusement on his expression as his lips parted, "How did things get to this!?"