Yes, let's play along for now.

You mulled the options in your mind. According to the rule book, anyone would be required to follow the rule, no matter how absurd it was. Your rule about needing to have sex to strengthen a servant would be carried out by Bradamante regardless of her personal opinion, but she could respond negatively since it was a [New Rule].

For now, you needed Bradamante to collaborate with you wholeheartedly to ensure the success of Grand Order. You might have a command spell, and you might be able to implement some new rules in the rule book to string her along to your wills, but there was literally no reason for you to pick a side against her this early in the game.

"If Bradamante doesn't want to, then we shouldn't **** her." You decided, to the glee and grateful nod of your servant.

"See, Master understands!" She moved closer to you. Guess you managed to snag some bond points with your decision. "As expected of my Master! You are an upright person with sound morals!"

"What can I say? I live for peace and justice." You ignored the dubious gaze coming from the rest of the room. "So, what next? Do we need to establish the Master-Servant contract?"

"Of course. I need to drink your semen, Master. That way, we can finalize the contract." Bradamante nodded with a bright smile.

Yup, your son decided to wake up from that line. "Are you really okay with that? Drinking my semen, I mean."

"Hmm? Of course I am." She giggled. "Well, it might taste a little bitter, but I can handle it. I won't spill a single drop."

So she wasn't okay with sex, but drinking your cock juice was all good. The fact that none of the people here pointed out her contradiction tickled your funny bone. Just how powerful was that rule book?

You were going to have some fun with it.

"Then Ritsuka, John, good work. The two of you should return to your room and proceed with the contract. After that, you are free to spend the day with your servants. We will gather some data in the simulation room tomorrow."

""Roger."" You and Ritsuka gave Roman a lazy salute. "Don't stay too late, Doc; we can't have you overdosing on caffeine right now."

"Haha, I know." He waved both of you out. "See you later."

You headed to your room with Bradamante and split up from Ritsuka and her servants. Yeah, servants, Mash is going with her too. Your rule of only having a female servant didn't do anything to change Mash's current Master since Ritsuka could still contract with female servants. Either that, or the rule book was so specific that Mash, a demi-servant, didn't really count.

Maybe you should rectify that later.

"Make yourself at home." You ushered Bradamante into your room. Following your lead, she sat down at the edge of your bed while you sat at your desk. "You will be bunking here with me. That is not going to be a problem, right?"

"Of course. I need to keep you safe at all times, Master. All the more so during times when you are totally ****. Don't worry, us servants don't need sleep."

"Glad to hear that." You would be **** during potty and bathing time too, but you doubted that your servant would be glad to stand guard as you were doing your business.

Well, she would do it if you wrote down the rules. Bathing together with this girl didn't sound half bad. What about the toilet? Yeah, no. You didn't have a fetish like that.

"So, how should we do this?" You asked her to test the water.

She was fine with ingesting your semen. Normally, that would indicate that she was fine with giving you a head, but with how the rule book worked, you weren't so sure about that. For all you know, she might kick your ass for showing off your dick, but she would be totally okay with drinking your jizz from a cup.

"Master, you really are new at this, huh? I thought you would be more familiar with the procedure." She tilted her head.

"Summoning a servant isn't exactly a common occurrence, is it? You are my first servant, Bradamante. My première chevalière, so to speak." You chuckled. "Sorry for not taking the lead for our contract."

"It's fine! It's fine! Leave it to me, Master." She reassured you before prancing around the room. Your gaze naturally followed her bouncing boobs and jiggling ass. "First, we need some containers."

Okay, it was the latter one then. Not really what you wanted. Your eye naturally drifted to the rule book on your desk. Well, you might as well have a live test with your dear servant here.

First, let's check how the safety measure worked exactly. You opened the page to your first rule.

[Old Rule: Rulebook cannot be perceived or destroyed by anyone or anything other than John Doe, real name: #########, the current owner of the Rule Book.]

"Bradamante, a moment, please?" You held up the rule book in front of you with your left hand while your right hand held your terminal. You show both of them to Bradamante. "Do you know what I am holding?"

"Oh, that is the computer terminal, right?" She completely ignored the rule book and focused on your terminal. "What is wrong with it?"

"No, it's nothing serious. With all the leveling stuff, I am worried that your knowledge of the modern world will be spotty as well. I know servants are supposed to be updated on that stuff automatically upon summoning, but you know how unusual our summoning system is."

You fanned her face with the rule book, but she didn't even blink. She didn't comment about the wind from your fanning either. So anything that might lead her to perceive the rule book falls under the same clause. Then...

She nodded in understanding. "Ah, I see. Yup, no problem. Sure, I don't have detailed knowledge, but I think I have a pretty good idea of what it does and how to operate the basic apps."

"Good then." You nudged her cheek with the rule book and gulped as you waited for her reaction. Would she completely ignore it? or would she perceive it as your finger touching her cheek? "By the way, sorry if this sounds rude, but do you mind telling me about yourself?"

"Oh, of course not!" She smiled even as you pushed her nose up with the rule book. So even something like this was completely outside her notice. "Geez, I thought you were going to ask me something weird, Master."

You smiled as you brought the rule book between her legs. Moving it back and forth rhythmically, you felt yourself relaxing as Bradamante stayed completely oblivious to you messing around with her cunt.

"Sheesh, I really need to improve your impression of me." You shrugged with an easy smile. It was easy to feel happy when you could get away with giving indirect foreplay to a pretty girl. "I am just worried that you will feel offended by my not knowing about your legend. You being a Heroic Spirit and all."

"It's okay. I can't expect you to know e-everything." Her words had taken on a sensual tone by the end. "H-his, imperial majesty, Charlemagne, do you know about his, ah, story?"

Hmm? You noticed a damp spot starting to form on her crotch. Her body could register the sensation, but she couldn't perceive it. You turned your attention to her face. Bradamante's face was starting to flush, but she didn't react any differently. She could feel pleasure, but she couldn't notice the pleasure. This was interesting.

"I know the name, but I don't really have the story to go along with it. Sorry."

"N-no, it's fine." From her slack smile, it was obvious that she wasn't even trying to resist the unknown pleasure. You pulled your hand back and left her unguarded crotch wet and alone. "If Master doesn't even know about his majesty, then there is little chance for you to be aware of me."

"Well, we have a lot of time to rectify that." You put the rule book on your desk again. Checking it briefly, the pages weren't even damp from Bradamante's juices. This was thanks to the no damage rule, huh? "After we finalize the contract, let's head to the cafeteria and have a chat there. I am interested in hearing your story."

"Yes, Master! I have a lot to tell you about!" Bradamante was positively glowing. Handing down the story of her and her friends heroics must be a joyful thing for her. "I can tell you about the Paladins and about my adventure with them! I assure you that it won't leave you bored! Other than that..." She trailed off for a second before continuing. "Uhm, will you be interested in learning about Ruggiero?"

"Ruggiero?"

She blushed prettily. "Hehe, he is my husband, the man that I love."

"Hoo, so you want to gush about your love life, eh?" You reached for a pencil and opened up the rule book to the page where your previous rules were written. "Sure, I'll listen to it with some black coffee to balance the resulting sweetness."

"I-it's embarrassing when you say it like that, Master!"

You chuckled at Bradamante fidgeting and searched for your old rule.

[Old Rule: Servant contracts are done via ingesting the sexual juices of the master.]

Let's make a little amendment here. You added a new sentence.

[Old Rule: Servant contracts are done via ingesting sexual juices of the master provided via sexual service from the servant.]

"With that said, let's focus on fixing our contract first, okay?"

"Yes!" Bradamante replied energetically. "Please take out your penis first, Master."

Let's have some fun.