Post-Apocalyptic America: Synthetic 3D Female Protagonist

"Woo!"

Wuhe let out a short gasp, his body tensing up.

She could feel the warmth and power emanating from that large hand, making her blood feel like it was boiling.

An unprecedented electric current, a mixture of shame and strange pleasure, instantly spread from the point of contact throughout my body.

Kanzaki Kaori leaned close to Itsuki's ear at the opportune moment, her breath sweet as orchids: "Don't resist, just feel the master's grace with your heart, and you will understand what true happiness is."

Kanzaki Kaori spoke up from the side, taking Su Hui's other hand and guiding it to reach inside her clothes, grasping her more mature and abundant fruit.

She even took the initiative to kiss Su Hui, while guiding Wu He's hand to touch Su Hui's body.

Through his actions, he provided the most direct example for Wuhe, this bewildered girl.

Under Su Hui's verbal provocations and Kanzaki Kaori's personal instruction, Go's pitiful will to resist quickly crumbled.

She was, after all, just a young girl experiencing her first love, and she couldn't withstand such a situation. Her physical instincts quickly overcame her reason, and shy moans escaped from deep within her throat. Her tense body gradually relaxed, and she even began to unconsciously respond.

Su Hui chuckled, stopped teasing her, and pinned her down.

Soon, the room was filled with the girl's suppressed moans.

This night,

Inside the castle rooms, springtime was in full bloom.

Su Hui savored the unripe yet sweet fruit of Wuhe.

With the combined efforts of Kanzaki Kaori and the Wind Ahead, this innocent shrine maiden ninja was fully developed.

Under Su Hui's control, her body blossomed into the most splendid flowers, and her melodious moans intertwined into the most moving melody.

In the repeated experiences of reaching the ultimate peak, she completely dedicated her body and soul to Su Hui.

Silent all night.

The next morning,

Sunlight streamed through the stained-glass windows of the castle, illuminating the luxurious carpet.

Su Hui awoke from his deep sleep to find Kanzaki Kaori and Ahead Kaze already dressed and standing respectfully by his bedside.

Last night, Wuhe was a shy newcomer, but now she's dressed in a well-fitting maid outfit and is kneeling by the bed, carefully giving Su Hui a morning bite.

Her cheeks still had a lovely blush, but her brows held an undeniable allure and satisfaction.

The girlish naiveté had faded, replaced by a gaze towards Su Hui filled with affection and admiration.

Just then, a soft electronic notification sounded.

Aleister, through the connection of the Seed of Loyalty, telepathically contacted Su Hui.

"Owner."

A detached, emotionless electronic voice rang out, "Urgent intelligence received. A coup has occurred in Britain. The Second Princess, Kelissa, has used her spirit form 'Katina Orthodoxy' in an attempt to overthrow the existing monarchy."

Su Hui paused for a moment, signaling Wu He to continue.

"and,"

Aleister's voice continued, "According to the latest intelligence, the last of the Roman Catholic Church's 'Right Seat of God,' the Right Flame, seems to be involved as well. His purpose is unclear, but it is highly likely to be related to this coup."

181. The Queen and Her Three Princesses [4k]

Fire on the right?

I remember that in the world of A Certain Magical Index, the three princesses of England were all beauties.

The second princess, in particular, who raised the banner of coup, was the most beautiful of them all.

A playful smile appeared on Su Hui's lips.

Perfect, saves me the trouble of searching for them one by one.

After enjoying Wuhe's service, he slowly got up.

Kanzaki Kaori immediately stepped forward and draped an outer garment over him.

"Master, you need me..."

"No need."

Su Hui interrupted her, "It's just a children's game. You're just killing time anyway, go watch a play."

His gaze swept over Kanzaki Kaori and the wind ahead, finally landing on Itsuki, who had just stood up and was shyly straightening the messy hem of her clothes.

"You, and the Amakusa-style people, come with me."

……

Buckingham Palace, London, England.

The once magnificent palace, a symbol of royal power and glory, is now shrouded in war and smoke.

The conflict between the knights and the royalists has reached a fever pitch. Knights in various colored armors are fighting one-on-one, and the brilliance of magic and the roar of heavy cannons are intertwined, turning the magnificent courtyard into a scorched wasteland.

"boom!"

An alchemical cannonball exploded not far away, the shockwave and debris grazing past Su Hui's clothes, but not even enough to make him pause.

He strolled leisurely through the chaotic battlefield, as if taking a walk in his own backyard.

Kanzaki Kaori and the wind in front followed him solemnly, one on each side.

Behind them were the Amakusa-style group led by Kengusai, and Itsuki, who had changed into a maid outfit and followed closely beside Kanzaki.

Wuhe's face was deathly pale, she clutched the hem of her skirt tightly, and her body trembled slightly with fear and shock.

Yesterday she was just a shrine maiden living in the shadows, but today she has witnessed a war that will overthrow the country.

The man who led her through this land of death was the very same absolute ruler who had transformed her from a girl into a woman the night before.

Everything on the battlefield, whether it be whistling bullets or exploding spells, is distorted and eliminated by an invisible force when it gets within three meters of Su Hui, turning into a harmless breeze.

Their appearance quickly attracted the attention of both sides in the conflict.

"who?!"

A leader of the knights roared and pointed his sword at the uninvited guests.

His answer was a fleeting fervor in the eye of the wind ahead. She didn't even turn around to ask for instructions; with just a thought, an invisible pressure descended.

"puff--"

The knight, along with several of his companions, was instantly crushed into a pool of mangled flesh.

This bloody scene caused the surrounding battle to pause for a moment.

Su Hui ignored these ants and looked through the chaotic crowd to the square in front of Buckingham Palace.

There, a young girl with flowing blonde hair and wearing magnificent silver armor held aloft a ceremonial sword with an unusual design.

She was the instigator of this coup, the second princess of the United Kingdom, Kelissa.

What she held in her hand was the British national-level spirit item, "Katina Orthodoxy".

This sword can mobilize all the power within the scope of the "Anglo-Saxon" concept, granting the user near-omnipotent authority.

"No matter who you are, once you set foot on British soil, you must abide by the rules here!"

Kellysa noticed Su Hui and his group, especially the distinctive attire of the Wind in the Forefront, and immediately assumed they were reinforcements sent by the Roman Catholic Church.

She proudly raised her chin, her golden pupils burning with fierce ambition and fighting spirit, and the spiritual weapon in her hand shone brightly.

"I'll show you what the divine right of kings truly means! On this land, I am the rule!"

Her resolute declaration seemed to shake the entire land of England.

Endless power converged from all directions, condensing into an invisible sharpness at the tip of the "Katina Orthodox" sword.

That was a dimensional severing technique, comparable to a saint's full-force attack; it was the supreme power of this nation's laws.

"cut!"

Kellysa let out a sharp cry and swung her sword with all her might.

The invisible slash tore through space, silently attacking Su Hui.

Kanzaki Kaori and the wind in front of them tensed up, about to step in to protect each other.

Su Hui merely raised his eyelids, and his figure vanished from the spot.

next moment,

He had already appeared in front of Kellysa.

The attack, powerful enough to cleave dimensions, landed in empty space, tearing a dark crack in the distant sky that would never heal.

"what?!"

Kelissa's pupils suddenly contracted.

Before she could react, a hand casually grasped her prized spirit dress.

The ceremonial sword, which embodied the power of the entire nation, trembled violently in her hand, yet she could not break free even slightly.

Su Hui casually took "Katina Orthodoxy" from her tightly clenched hand.

"A good idea: to mobilize the power of a nation to reshape the rules and glory."

Su Hui toyed with the heavy ceremonial sword in one hand, as if appraising an interesting toy, "Unfortunately, your power is too weak."

He held the "Katina Orthodox" up to his eyes, casually playing with it as if examining a novel work of art. The immense power flowing through the sword was as docile in his hands as a house cat.

"This belief in restoring Britain's glory is commendable."

He looked at Kalissa, who was frozen in shock, and a playful smile curved his lips: "However, I acknowledge your belief. So, how about submitting to me? I don't mind helping you fulfill your wish."

“You…” Kellysa had only managed to utter one word.

"Owner……"

Kanzaki Kaori's voice rang out at the right moment, and she and the wind in front of her had arrived at Su Hui's side. "This is Princess Kelly, the second princess of England."

The wind ahead, with its tongue chained with metal, uttered a muffled yet fanatical voice: "Foolish mortals, standing before you is the only true God walking in this world, our supreme master!" (You're singing plum blossoms, Lin, I'm empty, you Lin are here, are you...)

"How dare you be so disrespectful to Her Highness the Princess!"

"Release the princess!"

The commander of the knights finally snapped out of his shock and roared as he led his rebellious knights in a charge.

They are Kelissa's most loyal supporters and will not tolerate anyone blaspheming their queen.

Su Hui didn't even turn around to look at them; he just glanced at them casually.

An indescribable, terrifying pressure, like collapsing stars, instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The knight commander and dozens of knights at the forefront seemed to have been struck head-on by an invisible mountain. Their heavy armor twisted and deformed instantly, and they uncontrollably knelt on both knees, smashing the hard stone slabs and creating spiderweb-like cracks.

The longswords in their hands groaned under the strain, every bone in their bodies trembled, yet they couldn't move even a single finger.

The knights further away, whether rebels or royals, collapsed to the ground under this oppressive force, trembling and completely losing their will to fight.

The once bustling battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

All that remained was the sound of the wind rustling through the flags and the heavy, suppressed breathing of countless people.

Kellysa stared blankly at the scene, then looked at the two figures beside Su Hui who had once been her equals—Saint Kanzaki Kaori and the Right Seat of God, the Wind in Front.

The genuine submissiveness and obedience on their faces stirred up a storm in her heart.

With just a glance, she subdued her entire knightly order, which she was so proud of.

What kind of monster is this man?

At this time,

On the balcony of the palace, several elegant and noble women emerged, surrounded by guards, staring in horror at the bizarre scene below.

The one leading the group was none other than Queen Elizabeth of England.

She was not the frail old woman that people imagined, but rather a woman in her prime, with long, wavy golden hair piled up behind her head, revealing her snow-white and slender neck.

A few stray strands of hair clung to her fair cheeks, shimmering with a golden luster in the sunlight.