Of course not!

John left his literature class and headed to his favorite class of the day, which was art. While John was rather skilled at drawing and other art related skills, his true reason for loving art was his teacher June Summers. She was, by far, the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Her crazy long legs led up to her just barely long enough dress covering her ass, unless she bent down at just the right angle. At the top, her dress’ buttons could just barely hold in her perfect tits. They were huge, far larger than average, but seemed to somehow defy gravity and be perky. On the days when the air conditioning was on full blast, her nipples could be seen piercing the cloth as if to cut it, thus confirming she did not wear a bra. Despite many tries by every guy in her art classes, no one could confirm if she did or did not wear panties. Maybe with these new powers John could finally find out.

John could not wait to get to class and rushed towards the art room, unaware of his surroundings. As such, John did not notice that his surroundings had suddenly changed as he walked through the hall. With his mind distracted by the thoughts of June’s tits bursting forth, buttons flying everywhere, and him latching onto her nipples to lick and suck them, did not notice the single girl who stood in the hallway that was just a bit off.

“HALT!” yelled the girl.

“Wha…huh?” John replied, snapped out of his fantasy of titfucking June. Looking around, he suddenly realized he was not at the academy. Or maybe he was, he couldn’t tell. The hallway certainly looked like the normal hallway except it was void of anyone else except for himself and the mysterious girl. The light in the hall also seemed to be slightly dimmer, and the walls a darker shade that just made it seem wrong.

John now turned his gaze to the girl in front of him. She had blazing red hair, piercing green eyes, and a fit looking body that was hidden behind armor you’d see on a paladin. In one hand was a shield with some sort of crest and the other a warhammer.

“You, fiend, state your business at the academy! What are your intentions?!” declared the mysterious warrior.

“Uh…going to art class?” John hesitantly answered her.

“Don’t lie to me! I know you’re here for her! I won’t let you take her!” the paladin declared.

“I have no idea what you are talking about! I just got these powers today! I don’t even have any offensive abilities!” John told her, keeping his eyes on her warhammer. He’d do whatever he needed to not get his skull crushed by it.

“Hmm. You seem sincere in your pleas. Fine, I shall believe you, for now. But if you are lying to me, so help me by the Lady I will crush you! Do you understand?” she tartly informed John.

“Y-yes ma’am,” was all John could say to her declaration. “Oh, so um, since you seem to have powers too, can you explain to me what is going on?” he requested in a rather meek tone.

“If you really are a human newly gifted by the Lady, then I shall assist you in learning about this world you’ve been thrust into. Meet me after school at the front gates. I shall take you to where you can learn about this,” the now less hostile paladin informed John.

“Thank you so much!” John exclaimed. John then glanced at his mana which sat at 35. He cast a quick Observe on her.

Moira Brighton
Lvl 19 Virgin Paladin
<Warden of the Golden Rose>
Relationship: -10

Observe level up!
Observe level 4: You can now see more information about the target. Cost reduced.

Sweet, I wonder what new information I can see? pondered John before the shift back to reality, literally as Moira disbanded the barrier and John was suddenly surrounded by his fellow students rushing to class.

Achievement Unlocked: For Justice!
Survived an encounter with a paladin! You feel stronger already!
Rewards: +2 STR, END

“Thanks Asshole Goddess!” John remarked, happy with the free stats. He once again headed for his art class after this fateful encounter.