Female Knight Simulator, I am full of righteousness!

"If you can't even handle this much intensity, how will you live your life in the future? How will you be a good adventurer? Push harder, push harder!"

"I'll die! I'll die if this keeps up!"

"What do you mean 'die'? I'm here watching you, you won't die. Straighten up, and don't stick your butt out like that!"

"emmm..."

Loria, who was wiping her sweat on the side, was a little confused.

When she fought the president, he always seemed very serious, but she never expected him to be this serious.

Even professional coaches aren't that scary, are they?

Seeing Miss Fat Sheep trembling under the president's training, her tongue almost lolling out from exhaustion, and her eyes nearly rolling back in her head, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

If it weren't for her, Miss Fat Sheep wouldn't have ended up like this.

However, upon closer reflection, it is indeed for her own good.

After the president's training, her physical fitness will definitely improve significantly. She will no longer have to worry about breaking her back after swinging her sword a few times, and she will be able to withstand more impacts without falling over.

"Come on."

Loria stopped watching the show and began to seriously wield her sword.

She didn't want to anger the chairman by watching the show and be subjected to extremely brutal treatment by him.

evening.

In the Earl's large bath, Miss Fat Sheep lay sprawled on the edge of the tub, as if she had just been knocked unconscious.

"Isn't this a bit too harsh? She's never experienced this level of training before, has she?"

Loria, who had just come out of the changing room, looked at the president, who was already squatting in the pool, with some concern.

The guild leader said expressionlessly, "With the magic potion, you can't be killed by training."

hiss--

What a ruthless president.

Loria walked to the edge of the pool. After all, she was a veteran in the simulator. Without any shame, she tore off the towel wrapped around her and stepped into the pool.

As she walked, she kept glancing furtively at the chairman's chest.

The president is indeed the president. Even when wearing the rather tight president's uniform, he exudes an imposing aura. After being freed from the constraints, he has an even more commanding presence, like someone who can suppress a pool of water.

"What a huge amount of water! Ugh, anyway, it's beyond my reach."

Loria was not affected by this.

Compared to the tall and slender president, she was already quite petite; it would be too disproportionate if she were the same size as the president.

Reality isn't a game; if it's too big, it won't be appealing, but rather terrifying.

Splash.

Amid the sound of flowing water, Loria sat down and stretched her body with a joyful expression.

Although practicing swordplay was tiring, the release afterward brought a continuous flow of joy to her body, like a clear spring.

She was somewhat fascinated by this feeling.

However, Loria's attention was not on that at the moment. She suddenly noticed that after glancing at her a few times, the president deliberately turned away, leaving only his fair back to her.

"?"

Loria quickly moved a few steps to the side. She wasn't mistaken; the president's neck and profile had suddenly turned a lovely cherry blossom pink, as if he had been drinking fake alcohol.

Keep in mind that the president's face was pale before she entered the bath, which means the president...

"Are you shy?!"

This is a huge discovery.

Loria immediately recalled the president's behavior in the simulator. The first time she met the president, he had dragged her to the basement because of her embezzlement and punished her with props.

During their first real-life encounter, the president made no attempt to hide the fact that she was under the influence of aphrodisiacs and could borrow a prop to help her detoxify. He also mentioned that since he was single, it was normal for him to have props.

This shows that the president is not an "innocent girl," at least not the kind of person who would blush at the sight of another person's body.

But now she blushed.

"Something's wrong. Could it be that the president has thought of something terrible, like... that night, she and I, who were completely out of it, did naughty things all night long, and she ran away halfway through because she was no match for her, but then she came back because she wasn't satisfied?"

Good guy.

If that person is the president, wouldn't that mean that as long as she reveals everything now, she can smoothly marry the president and become a happy noblewoman served by countless people?

My life is about to reach its peak!

Loria was thrilled.

Just then, a gasp came from behind her.

"Wow, Loria, what happened to you?"

The fat sheep who had been lying by the pool pretending to be dead suddenly moved to the front of Loria and stared at Loria's chest in astonishment.

Despite being significantly shorter than Loria, she was completely inferior to Loria in this aspect.

What did you eat?

Miss Fat Sheep first flattered herself, then quickly walked up to Loria, looked her up and down, her eyes shining like candles, and finally raised her hands, revealing a shy expression.

"I...I...I know it's a bit much to say, but could you let me try?"

"..."

This time it was Loria's turn to stare blankly at Miss Fat Sheep.

No!

Given her body's sensitivity, being touched might be fine, but if Miss Fat Sheep were to try and move her a couple more times, she might just explode.

Her resolve began to waver.

Could it be that the person that night was actually Miss Fat Sheep? After all, she acted so skillfully, as if she had rehearsed it many times before.

Loria began to think about how to politely refuse the fat sheep when, behind her, the bathhouse door creaked open.

This bath is usually used by the Countess and Tracy, so only one of them can enter.

Loria turned her head and, sure enough, saw Tracy standing to the side. At this moment, the girl's clothes were already half off, and her face was full of astonishment.

"What are you doing here? This is my bathroom, get out of here..."

She was halfway through her sentence when she saw the president standing to the side.

"Sister, how could you bring them here?"

To everyone's surprise, the president neither scolded Tracy as an older sister nor argued back. Instead, she simply said, "I'm sorry, it won't happen again."

This made Tracy feel like she had punched empty air, and she felt extremely uncomfortable all over, especially after seeing the president's indifferent expression, which made her even more upset.

Miss Fat Sheep quickly put her hands away: "Shall we go out first?"

She looked at Loria and the president with an inquiring gaze.

The president nodded.

“It’s actually okay if you don’t leave,” Tracy suddenly said.

But the president and Miss Fat Sheep had already left, leaving only Loria standing behind.

"Wait for me."

Loria quickly followed, but stopped again as she passed Tracy.

"Don't you and the president get along well?"

"..."

"Actually, I think you're different from your mother. You probably still want to get closer to the president, right?"

Loria recalled what had happened in the simulation.

If Tracy really hated the president, she wouldn't have told him about the Countess's affair with her. Although it could have damaged her relationship with the president, it also made her and the Countess lose face in front of him.

"This is a family matter, you, an outsider, should keep your mouth shut!"

Tracy's voice suddenly grew louder, and she became somewhat agitated.

"emmm..."

I am indeed an outsider now, but who knows what the future holds.

Maybe I'll be in charge of all the money in the house then, and you'll have to listen to me obediently.

Forget it.

This knight won't stoop to the level of a brat!

Loria deliberately puffed out her chest in front of Tracy, then calmly walked into the dressing room.

As he was leaving, the president glanced back at Tracy. Tracy froze on the spot, her fists clenched and her teeth clenched.

As soon as they left, Tracy kicked the ground, but because Loria had left a lot of water on the ground when she passed by, she slipped and fell directly into the pool.

Tracy, who had struggled to climb out, was on the verge of tears.

It would have been better if Mingming hadn't come back; her return has completely thrown her life into chaos.

She changed into dry clothes and angrily went to Count Lydalia to complain.

To her surprise, her father, who had just opened the door and listened to her, simply said, "Don't bother your sister."

After the door was closed, Tracy couldn't help but cry.

Unaware of what happened next, Loria was escorting Miss Fat Sheep home. After dropping her off, she went straight to the president's room.

Before getting down to business, she deliberately made small talk to get closer to the president.

"The president seems to have a distant relationship with his family?"

The president leisurely trimmed his fingernails: "Pretty ordinary, the kind of person who only says one sentence a day."

Ah, is this what you call ordinary? This is no different from being a stranger, right?