My First Assignment
I was never the knight type. In previous lives I was always a killer. I murdered innocent and not so innocent men, women, and children without regret, remorse, or hesitation. I did this for something as simple as the next payday. I've killed many in my quest for an end and when I found it God had an interesting way of shooting me back down. I'm not in the time I died in but in a time in the past under a new name, new origin, and new body. It's supposed to be my other chance at a new life.
My name it Lute Henge. It's an uncommon name for not that many men have a given name that sounds like an instrument. One that I never really took the time to learn how to use; not that I need to, because I already know how to play a string instrument like the guitar anyway so downgrading to a lute means little to me. I've played only for two people in my life and that's my mother and my father. Both of which have pass away. My father first and then my mother a year later. I love them very much and miss them greatly.
Even though I found myself in the skin of another my memories are still intact from previous lives. It wasn't like this at first really. You don't just remember right off the bat when you come out but it takes time. It came to me in dreams and reflected in how I moved at first. By the time I reach adolescence it all flooded back one drowned city at a time. I know who I am now and who I was before and found much content in this life of mine.
Demons have long been pushed back out of human territory so that's out of the way. With our great and powerful monarch shifting the system around from nobles controlling the city and states to knights, war of course arose. From what I've witnessed it's not that much of a big deal currently so I don't need to get involved in that. Basically, I'm out of the job here and found myself getting complacent. I keep my body well cared for with good food I cook myself and training but I don't utilize my skills all that much. Even when I joined the Knights' Academy to become a knight and serve under the crown it was more because of desire for a change of pace more than anything. That, and I told my mother I'd become a knight and I hate to be called a liar.
When I started I was surrounded completely by prissy noble house brats. The kind I would have made disappear for free. The sort that earned a boot to the ass but never got it because their parents were too busy spoiling them. Some excelled in their studies and others not so much and yet still received higher grades than me. The first year around I noticed that my courses were being sabotaged and I've been given low markings on purpose below this fat piece of shit named Bobon. He's the son of the King and always seems to be eating and getting fatter every moment of every day. It's almost disgusting to be near him. This was the first year and to be honest I completely gave up on trying to score anywhere and just skated through the academy.
Fun fact: this country was full of women with small breasts, at first. Then by some strange phenomenon the women of this land blew up like cows and gained above average sized breasts much like my mom. Hers were so big and my dad would always cope a feel whenever he had the chance. I think I might have gained his perverse nature because I can't help but stare at the large breasts and nice asses I see left and right on the women out in the city. And the only one in our class. I doubt it though, because now that I think of it in my past life I had a harem of beautiful women, both big and small, around me. I didn't have emotions and couldn't feel like normal people but my desire for lots of female companionship couldn't be denied. I found it sort of funny that it took one of the girls with the more "hands-on" approach a year to get in bed with me. I guess I was a sadist as well who reveled in making them stew in their own juices. Sometimes literally to.
Another fun fact, I'm still a bit of a thief. I can't help but steal at times. Mostly it's from rich nobles for some gold or jewels but nothing that will be missed. Then again, I did steal the virginity of a young maiden one time but my hand was forced at the time. I don't parade in stolen jewelry and make sure to sell them off quick before doing anything. My father once beat me senseless for this and tirelessly tried to get me to stop but I'm a stubborn son of a bitch. My mom could be a bitch at times but I loved her regardless.
I still remember some of the magic she taught me with my hands. It didn't take long for me to figure out that I held the potential for magic in my body or make it manifest physically. I'm adept in the ways of magic and take pleasure in making a vacuum near a vase and having it fall on top of a guy I don't like. It's funny. My abilities seem to stem around domination and destruction. Two very powerful traits. I don't control elements like I used to but I can break down a sword with a touch which I found out not to long ago when a man attempted to rob me. He succeeded in cutting my purse and running away but of course I tracked him down to his home and confronted him. He drew a knife and let's just say that his time with the ground, furniture, and my foot were ve~ry intimate.
I don't appreciate a man stealing from me and say he got off easier. I killed for less in my pass life. Hell, I killed a man for making a crack in my vase in my house. My one and only house as well as the first one I've ever bought in my life. It might have been a little extreme but in my defense, he was there to kill me. He just happened to damage my things first and paid for it with something even less valuable. I haven't killed anything in this life and hope not to have to. It's bad to flip that switch and with my powers I can control a person's free thoughts anyway. I don't need to fight and I don't need to kill.
"Halt, stop right there." A generic looking guard wielding a halberd resounded when I got too close. I was minding my own business for the most part today. Today is an important day and it calls for urgency but I just couldn't find a reason in me to run or rush. Today is the day that I graduate from the academy and become a knight with the ceremony to pass out our degrees but I woke up a little too late. Last night wasn't the best night because I was up through most of it. I love having the luxury to sleep in for once and nearly sleep in every day since the end of my third year. I don't bother with most of the classes unless they involve physical confrontation.
The book learning stuff I didn't care about because I would just ace the written tests which is enough to let me pass. During sword training I never really tried and found myself "losing" my sword and at my enemy's "mercy" not that they could best me. I could stand against the best that this academy has but what's the point? I've done my research and know where I'm being sent and to be honest I really don't mind. Boan seems like a really nice place in the middle of the grasslands, mountains, and patches of woodland. From what I heard the situation there is grim with the people in poverty and starving meaning the prefect there isn't doing his job. This might be perfect for me. I'm really good at tearing buildings down then building them back up.
"Hey! I'm talking to you!" I blinked and pulled my bangs out of my eyes. I noticed the guard was losing patience with me it seems but that's okay. If he tries anything I'll kick him in the chest. Problem solved. I forget forgettable people sometimes even when they're directly in front of me. It's one of my good qualities I think.
"Sorry," I pulled my bangs to the side. "Were you saying something?" I take pleasure out of getting a rise out of people sometimes. Most people should be more laid back and cool like I am but so many people are always so very serious. These guardsmen are my next victim right after I just teased the crap out of Motaire and his set of groupies. That was interesting.
"I said begone," guard A commanded
"Ah, so that's why I stopped listening."
"What?" Guard A questioned.
I pointed to the man and said, "You told me to leave so my mind automatically told me to stop listening to you because it would all be bull no one what I heard."
"What!" Guard A yelled at me angrily.
"It happens, I hope you can understand. Most of the time when I hear someone talk nonsense I walk away but for you I just topped listening. You must be a pretty special guy for just standing here huh?" I said to guard B.
"How come this "special guy" feels that you are insulting him?" Guard B said sarcastically.
"Maybe because this "special guy" just referred to himself in the third person for no reason."
For my smart mouth a spear was pointed at my neck. "Now listen here you brat. It's best you leave before I have you thrown into the dungeon," Guard A threatened with a growl.
"Oh no, please not the dungeon," I sang very condescendingly. "Anything but the dungeon. I wouldn't survive in there."
"Exactly, now get out of here." Guard B said next with his spear at my neck as well.
It's official, these two are morons and this game has gone on long enough.
"Alright, now for the real reason I'm here. I'm one of the graduates of the knight academy that woke up late and missed the ceremony. I came to get my certificate so if you don't mind me passing…"
"You?" Guard B snort. "Yeah right what rank are you?"
"20th," I said dryly.
"What! You were the dead last of your class?" Guard A said awestruck.
"Come on I bet this kid just guessed that number. There's no way this man is… Where'd he go!" Guard B said looking around I guess. I was already gone by the time they probably started looking around.
When the two of them took their attention off of me I pass by them and continued into the castle. I believe I need to find the Prime Minister to get my diploma or whatever it's called. I haven't cared that much to find out which. I have to admit that his place is really nice. The castle has beautiful flora and we'll cut grass. Someone takes pride in their worth it seems. I haven't had that many chances to tour the castle dung the morning or day time like I do in the night time. I take great pleasure in walking the halls of this wonderful palace. I can see members of the Royal guard patrolling and normal guards as their subordinate much like the men at the gate. I'm surprised they haven't raised the alarm yet.
I found an interesting sight to my left and gazed upon it. It's a simple pool. A square pool that's maybe a foot deep at the most but the way the sun reflected off the water and the rainbow patterned flowers surrounding always leave me a little awed. I wish to meet the person or people that do the yard work here. "Excuse me." I turned my gaze towards the direction of the voice and my eyes landed in a young woman. A young woman with probably the largest chest I have seen to date with long luscious pinkish red hair and fully pick ornate dress. The princess of the castle. I recognize her well. I never forget a chest when I see one. With my measurements counter coming into play my urge take a hand full of her chest grew but I controlled my urges and stomped that dark emotion down into the darkest deepest hole I could find. "Morning Princess." If anyone heard me speak to the princess so I would probably end up flogged for my insolence.
The princess didn't seem to mind two or so years ago or that much more now. She giggled cutely with her small and soft hand shielding her smile from view. "Princess you have a beautiful smile so why cover it." Her cheeks burned red so she replaced her hands to her cheeks. The princes is just too cute and adorable. Though she has the body of an adult I can't help but think of her as the little sister I never had but always wanted. Though I'm man I can't see her as a woman but an older sister, even though she's two years my senior. I've game as far as to have beaten up a couple of the men who desired her hand once or twice and threatened a couple as well. I don't want to see her small fade. Not ever.
"Thank you Lute… Ah, I mean Sir Lute," she giggled at her own mistake and correction.
"Anything for you princess."
She giggled again. "You don't have to call me "princess" all the time."
"Ah," I reached over and pat her over the head. The princess giggled again as I lightly ruffled her hair. "Does the princess not like her title. Run away with me and you'll never have to use it again that is until I find my own kingdom and become king."
"Sir Lute," she said with a smile. "You always jest."
"Only to see that smile again and again."
"Is my smile what you like most about me?" I turned my head to the side and thought on it. I'd like to say her innocence and shy nature, her loyalty to her loved ones, or maybe her generosity but those fall short. She has an amazing body and huge tits but that smile is what truly drew me in. Sorry you delicious looking pair of breasts but that smile wins in the end.
I nodded my head. "It brightened up my day, heck my entire life, the moment I saw it. Even if you were poor and dirty like a common farmer if I saw that smile you'd be one of the most radiant women these eyes would have ever seen." For once in my life I spoke from the heart and I feel that my genuine feels reached her. I felt a smile rise up to my lips as well which mirrored hers. The princess reached up to my cheek and gave me a very mysterious look. One that I don't think she's ever gazed at me with before. This is getting uncomfortable so it's time to revert back to blunt and sarcastic Lute. "That and I like the fact a lot of men are out for your hand."
She blinked at my sudden remark then realization crossed her eyes. She pouted and crossed her arms. "Or maybe you like me because of the men you fight to keep away from me." I laughed and struggled to suppress it. The princess looked back to me still pouting before she too began to laugh as well. That ended soon though.
"I scored last in my class so that means I'll be sent to Boan."
"What? Boan?" She looked distressed but I had to say is.
"Yeah. This might be the last we see of each other for a very long-time princess."
"B-but… I can talk to my father and get you to stay," she urged but I shook my head.
"All I want you to do is make sure that if any guy touches you send me a letter. I'll come back and beat him up for you." The princess pressed herself against me and gripped my chest. I looked down to her and sighed before wrapping my arms around her as well. Our relationship isn't intimate as lovers. I can't imagine myself touching her in that way but it's sad to leave family behind. We've talked and shared so much of our lives with each other.
I was about to rest my chin on top her head until I heard a loud "Ahem," from the side. We both looked up and saw the older sister character for the princess. I forget her name but I've done my best to steer clear of her when I have the chance. "Sir Lute I have to ask that you release the princess right now." She gave me a dangerous glare which had a shiver run up my spine.
"Right," I said lightly with a nervous chuckle. I pushed myself away from the princess and faced the woman. I got another glare before she handed me a rolled-up piece of paper. It happened to be my certificate.
"Your orders are…"
"To go to Boan and I leave as soon as possible," I guessed.
"Yes." She bowed politely and turned away from me. "Come along princess."
"Ah," the princess looked back at me but I smiled and waved her of. "I'll be sure to send you a letter."
"Include his name and what noble house he's from as well." The princess smiled and waved quickly following scary glasses woman with a thing for books. I have yet to see her a moment without a book on her person somewhere. I sighed as I rose the parchment with my name and what not on it to give to the prefect of Boan. This was going to be a long ride.
I exited out the academy gate and noticed that the guards from before are nowhere to be found. Maybe they are out taking a break or something. Standing around in this heat in metal armor can't be easy. I stretched my limbs first before making my way down the steps. I have a long ride ahead of me and I have to make sure not to spend too much time on the road especially at night when the spirits and ghosts wander the roads. Hehe, as if. Ghosts don't exist. Regardless I don't like to travel at night if I don't have to. My horse gets a little antsy at night and I have to make sure not to upset him too much. Now that I think of it I haven't gotten him a carrot or some apples in a while now. I need to ride him more often as well. This will be a good chance to get him out of the city so he can gallop to his heart content.
I need to pick up my swords from the smith and say goodbye to a couple of my friends before I take off as well. First things first though, I need to get Odin first.
Odin is a grayish brown colt with black cannons and a black crescent on his forehead. I bought him around three years ago, skinny and nearly dead, so cheap. He's close to four years old. Close to being called a stallion because I'm not castrating my horse. I don't care what anyone says. I walked past the blacksmith's home towards his stable behind it. Thankfully he's been used to hull a couple carts and ridden a couple times so he's in good shape. The muscles he has and how large he's gotten makes me proud that what used to be such a small yearling that was on the edge of starving before I bought him for a couple potatoes and a piglet and took care of him from the ground up while out of class. He's grown so large now.
Odin's black eyes with a silver outer iris fell upon me. He snort and struggled in his spot in the stable. He's excited because he knows when I come around its time to ride. I walked up to Odin with a carrot in hand. I held it up and he quickly went for it. I pet his snout as he nibbled on the carrot. "Just letting you know Odin… We got a long ride ahead of us." Odin looked up to me. His eyes showing his intelligence and his understanding of what I said. "We might ride all the way into the night. You ready for that?"
He swallowed the rest of the carrot and whinnied loudly in excitement. I pat his neck and stepped back. I pulled back on the spike keeping his gate closed and opened it. He trot out quickly and shook his body like a dog. I walked into the stable and grabbed my saddle and a horse blanket. I placed the blanket on him and then the saddle. I don't like to harness down his face like most horses but a bridle is useful regardless. I gripped and reins lightly and guided Odin to the post in front of the blacksmith's house.
"Oh Lute," I heard a gruff voice from the porch of the house. Leaning on the rail is the blacksmith. I never got his name but then again, he never gave it to me so this guy never asked. Oh no, that idiocy from the guard has infected me. "Riding out?"
I nodded. "I'm off to conquer the four winds and caress the biggest pair I can find."
The blacksmith laughed hard and pushed off the railing. "Well, then you're gonna need your swords then."
"Maybe." The blacksmith smiled so widely I could see it through his large beard. He walked into his home to grab my swords. Unlike normal Knights I don't like to use just one sword. It's a habit from an previous life that I never dropped but I don't wield both at once like before. I have a silver steel broad sword with one and one half handed hilt with a cross pommel. The second is a long two handed dual-edge blade with a double fuller made of steel as well. I got the silver through fair trade and the other through fair burglary.
The blacksmith came out with the scabbard of each sword in hand and presented them to me. "Sharpened and well-oiled including the leather."
I took the belts in hand and tested the weight. "Thank you."
The blacksmith smiled. "It's not problem Sir Lute."
I smiled and buckled my swords to my chest and pushed them over my back with both hilts pointed out from my right shoulder. "I'll be seeing you Mr. blacksmith." I put out my hand and he took it.
"I doubt it kid. You'll be the big fish after all." I chuckled faintly and shook his hand.
I walked to Odin and mount up. I grabbed the reins and pulled them back. "Let's go Odin." I waved back at the blacksmith and ushered my Colt forward.
Next stop will have to be home. I need to grab my knapsack before I head out. It has my journal in it as well as many of the essential items I take before I start a mission including my money, seeds, and some silverware, and other items as well. My home isn't large. I come from a common family after all. A common family that had common needs. That's what my mother and father wanted me to believe. I have magic with my hands as a focus for it for god's sake. No one else can accomplish magic like I can or have my abilities.
When we reached my home, I dismounted to an empty house. I know a maid takes care of it when I'm not around to do it. One I've had to hire myself. I walked into my family home. Two stories even though we didn't need it but my family took in travelers and others in need for money or services.
I remember when I would touch some of the nice ladies and rub their shoulders just to get a feel of their breasts. Mother told me not to touch anyone until I became an adult but sadly that's not the case for a stubborn kid like I was. It's empty now. I plan to raise a family in this house if I can but who knows with the world we live in. I sighed and talked upstairs to my room. I pushed the door open and walked to my desk.
My room is extremely simple. A bed, a desk, a chair, and a closet. Nothing extravagant or impressive but comfortable regardless. On top of my desk I saw my knapsack. Black leather with a single button keeping it closed. It was empty for now. I grabbed it and placed the strap over my shoulder. I reached to the right side of my desk and grabbed my spark rocks. I pulled out a shelf and grabbed a map as well as my compass. I reached to the top left and grabbed my brown leather journal next. I took my quill and inkwell from the next drawer and placed everything into my knapsack. I grabbed my rough leather vambrace set and slip them onto my forearms.
I sort of wish I had a crossbow but most men nowadays result to close range combat so I don't have to worry about an arrow coming out of nowhere and hitting me in the knee or something. I've seen that happen once and it looked like it hurt. I went to my bed and reached underneath and grabbed my small treasure box and placed it in the bag next. That's all I need right now. I'm not much of a bandana sort of man but these bangs do get in the way during horseback riding. I reached into my closet and pulled out a black bandana. I placed it over my forehead and wrapped it several times around my head before making a good tie behind my back. I don't much like having wild hair like I do but I'm lazy most of the time and don't feel like cutting it much anymore. I rolled my neck and shoulder and took a breath. "Time to go."
A/N: This is different from the norm and away from anime for the most part. I was trailing though the internet and found visual novels one day starting with Muv-luv and then Clannad. Then I discovered that the more erotic ones had Visual novels as well and I hate unfinished stories so I playyed them to see the end. Rewrite, Princess Waltz, Harukoi Otome, Shuffle, and a few others I've played through to see the true endings and some I loved. Kyonyuu Fantasy is part of this small list. I liked the characters, the story, the funny and serious moments, and perverted humor and then came up with this idea and this story. If you never played the game you will be lost with the characters but if you know me I like to over do it with the details sometimes.
Thanks for reading.