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Chapter 3 by KingLd KingLd

who were you?

human knight

you threw the reflecting shard far into the forest

You were an obscure knight of the Wilhelm faction. the Wilhelm barely knew your name. you held a minor holding at the edge of their realm and was **** to cultivate a nearly dead land within their realm. It was an arduous task made more complicated with the upstart squire that was left to you.

"like hell i'm carrying that bucket, that's a peasants job" the Isabella stated haughtily

She was sent by some minor surrendering noble, she was something to sent to make peace with the Wilhelm family. The Wilhelm didn't have much care with the girl as much as they did for the arable land they had recently annexed

However to you she was nothing more than a foot soldier with a little more armor. she lacked much of a knight's training, or any form of commanding ability, only learning how to wield the blade. If anything she was more of a nuisance. she was a girl who didn't follow orders, who pushed around the soldiers you had cultivated with her noble title and at the same time failed to help you on with your armor as a squire would.

You wouldn't mind if you happened to find the blond locks on her head seemingly bobbing on your crotch nor would you mind if you could spank her plump ass or impale her onto your schlong.

But, there was nothing you could do in the end, the knighthood that was granted to you in spite of your lack of noble blood. In the eyes of nobles you were nothing but a peasant trying to stir up shit with the old blood. You would need generations before your blood could mean money. It was old blood vs new blood.

Yet in spite of her arrogance, her refusal to take on any task, and your desire to punish her.

"Oops whoops a-daisy" Isabella dropped a bucket of water onto you, causing the seeds you had been cultivating to flow out of the soil. Isabella didn't trip, she was standing on her toes to reach your frame. A small metal plate with the insignia of the Attiez family laid on her bosom. Her

She knew you wouldn't do anything, she knew the old you, but she didn't know about the new you.

you looked to her, the grin on your face matching her smug smile. The water from the well and your sweat dropping off your short hair.

What happens next

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