"Hmm... You were running wild trying to kill me just moments ago. What caused this sudden change of heart?"

"If I were to say that this dull-witted sow has finally realized the Master’s greatness and turned over a new leaf..."

"Obviously, I wouldn’t believe it. I believe the ’dull-witted’ part, but a pig-bitch like you shouldn’t use noble words like ’turning over a new leaf.’ Say it again."

"Hiii-eeeghh...♥"

"M-My buuuutt...♥"

Squeeeeze!

Whether it hurt her or not didn’t matter. Rafe’s hand gripped Eleonora’s ass cheek so hard it felt like it might burst. Yet, the only sound leaking from Eleonora’s mouth was a sweet, syrupy moan.

"D-Despicable Master...!"

"I know I’m despicable. Hurry up. Tell me why you decided to corrupt yourself."

"It is only naturaaaaal... How could a lewd sow, completely enslaved by Master’s training and Master’s cock, hope to live without Master and his Lord Cock...? ♥"

She didn’t avoid his gaze. Eleonora, determined not to deceive herself any longer, took a deep breath as if she hadn’t finished. She shouted loudly, ensuring the ’maggots’—the defeated knights rolling around nearby—could hear every word.

"I..I love Master’s cock! I’ve fallen so deep for Master and Master’s cock that I love it enough to discard my honor, my pride as a knight, and even my loyalty to the royal family like a worn-out shoe! I love your cock so muuuuuch!!!"

Boooom—!

The forest seemed to shake, her voice echoing in all directions. It was a dirty confession erupting from the mouth of a sow who had once shaken mountains and rivers with a single command while wielding her sword against barbarians.

The sheer wave of sound bursting from Eleonora’s throat was so intense that Rafe felt a moment of dizziness, wondering if he might actually faint for the first time in his life.

Fearing he really might pass out if they continued face-to-face like this, Rafe grabbed Eleonora by the hips and pulled her upright.

Schluppp...♥

"Haaah, uuugh... C-Cock... is gone...?!"

’D-Did he not like what I said...? Should I have spoken even more lewdly? Should I have used filthier, cheaper words befitting a sow...?!’

His cock had merely slipped out of her, yet Eleonora looked down at her own crotch with desolate eyes, as if she had lost her entire country.

"What will you do if I say I’m never going to fuck you again?"

"Then I will simply wait, twitching my pussy even more lewdly until Master feels inclined to fuck me."

Her heart sank for a moment, but Eleonora answered calmly and immediately, as if it were the only logical conclusion.

"You wouldn’t try to force yourself on me or anything?"

"A sow is merely the side that joyfully spreads her pussy for her Master. If I dared to commit such an insolent act, I would be nothing more than a heat-crazed whore who loves any cock, not Master’s sow."

Rafe didn’t know what the specific difference was, but Eleonora, who had already established a complete definition of a ’Sow Knight’s Conduct’ in her head, spoke decisively.

"As expected of a Sow Knight."

A corrupted female knight where the conflicting concepts of lust and loyalty coexisted. Rafe chuckled at her exemplary answer, befitting a true Sow Knight, and lightly bit the tip of Eleonora’s nipple.

"Haaahn...♥"

"Then what if I tell you to spread your legs while you’re fighting enemies on the battlefield?"

"I will cut down the enemies while being fucked by Master with all my might...♥"

Eleonora was serious. She was confident she could wield her sword while having sex with him. She had already experimented on those maggots earlier; if she went further, she could surely perfect the ultimate ’Sow Swordsmanship.’

"And clothes?"

"I will never even look at them for the rest of my life. How could I, who am not even human, wear clothes? Clothing is for human civilization. Because I am a sow who waits for Master’s grace with her pussy spread anytime, anywhere, I am not even qualified to wear clothes."

Honestly, she was looking forward to it. If she lived like this forever, what kind of faces would the people of the world make? The people who used to praise and revere her?

A future where they pointed fingers at her, calling her a slutty bitch.

Surely, if it were her Master, he would try to humiliate her to proclaim to all other males that she had become a sow.

For example, making her walk on all fours naked with a dog collar on a public street, or forcing her to make a ’Sow Declaration’ in the town square.

Just imagining the exposure training was thrilling beyond belief.

"I apologize. I was lost in delusion, I—Hnnngh... P-Please forgive meeee...♥"

Tremble, Tremble!

As Eleonora’s nipple, still in his mouth, hardened the moment her back arched, Rafe bit down on her teat and asked:

"What if I tell you to wear something?"

"...Just the thought of draping something over this body gives me hives, but if it is Master’s command, I would joyfully steal even a beggar’s rags from the street and wear them."

"That’s actually pretty harsh."

Is that something a female knight sworn to protect the weak should say?

"I am Master’s Sow Knight. The only thing I protect, the only thing I serve, and the only cock I must attend to—it is all Master alone...!"

"I wonder who turned this steadfast female knight into a sow who knows nothing but cock?"

Normally, she would have screeched in protest. But Eleonora, having decided to give up self-defense and accept her lust, smiled with eyes curved like crescent moons.

"If I said it was thanks to my despicable Master, would you believe me...?"

"I’d believe that. I am excellent, after all."

"I wonder how you can be so shameless, but certainly... just as you say...♥"

Slurp.

Eleonora licked her lips stickily, gazing at her Master. From head to toe, from every minor gesture to every breath, filthy lust was oozing out of her.

"Now, I want to taste that asshole virginity."

"Hiii-eeeek...!"

Finally!

Jump. Eleonora sprang up from her spot. She sent a lust-filled gaze of a female animal toward Rafe, who was still sitting in the chair with his glistening cock exposed.

Then, she shot a ’Knight’s gaze’ toward the maggots. Swish. She turned her back, slowly bent her upper body forward, grabbed the crossguard of her greatsword, took another deep breath, and shouted.

"N-Now, in front of this greatsword bestowed upon me by the Royal Family, I will begin the Sow Knight Ceremony, which also serves as the Ass-Pussy Opening Ceremony for I, Eleonora Croft!!"

Once again, Eleonora’s booming shout made the forest and mountains tremble, the echo ringing out everywhere.

"Hhmm..."

’The Queen and Princess’s trust in me, my loyalty to the royal family, everything I built as a knight... To think I am pledging my corruption to Master in front of the greatsword that embodies my everything... This is like a dream...♥’

Usually, there would be someone to preside over such an event, but given the situation, Eleonora, the protagonist of the ceremony, inevitably volunteered to act as the MC as well.

There were even witnesses befitting a knighting ceremony.

Although they were maggots who had tried to harm her Master, they were technically Holy Knights. In a sense, it was safe to say that the Goddess herself was watching her corruption.

Thinking this, her pussy twitched open on its own, and old semen flowed out like slime from the gap. Taking this as a signal, Eleonora quickly removed her hands from the sword hilt and reached back toward her buttocks, continuing her speech without pause.

"I, Eleonora Croft, declare that from this moment forth, I admit complete defeat to Master, pledge absolute obedience to Master, and announce my fall from a noble human to a lowly, filthy sow!!"

The two hands gripping her buttocks spread her ass cheeks wide with all her strength.

Stretch.

Immediately, her asshole, was revealed to the world. The Holy Knights squeezed their eyes shut at the sight of that lewd hole, but Eleonora continued, unbothered.

"I am a toilet to process Master’s sexual desires! I am a rag that joyfully wipes his cock with this pussy!

I am an exclusive pussy and a walking private toilet that joyfully spreads its legs for Master anytime, anywhere!

Now, I pledge to willingly offer this body, heart, and future to the great Master Breeder and his Lord Cock!

Please, Master, generously forgive this sow’s past rudeness and accept this token of loyalty from Eleonora, who has been reborn as Master’s sow—my asshole virginity, which is twitching cluelessly even at this moment..."

It was a loyalty oath that couldn’t be any filthier.

Calling such a thing a loyalty oath was an insult to the word itself.

It was a collection of ’gem-like’ lines that made the listeners’ ears feel like they were rotting.

But for Croft, who was discarding even the surname bestowed upon her by the Princess who had picked her up from the streets—thereby completely bidding farewell to her past self to offer everything as Rafe’s sow—it was a vow perfectly befitting a corrupted Sow Knight, a vow truly characteristic of Eleonora.

However, unlike her calm conclusion, Eleonora stood trembling, her asshole still spread wide open.

Now, all she needed was his permission. His word that he would accept her vow.

If he permitted her to offer the token of her loyalty and corruption—her ass-pussy virginity—she would truly be reborn as a Sow Knight for him, and him alone.

She had already sworn corruption to him, but she had only conveyed it verbally during the chaotic situation earlier. What if he didn’t accept her vow?

Feeling a pounding heart filled with the coexistence of excitement and anxiety, much like when she first received her knighthood, Eleonora let out a breath that was devastatingly seductive, tempting her Master.

On the other hand, Rafe’s head was aching because of Eleonora’s words and actions.

"What do they usually say at a knighting ceremony?"

It was a blind spot.

Corrupting a female knight was good and all.

But a ceremony? They did that kind of thing?

Rafe, wracking his brain for what lines would be appropriate for a knighting ceremony, decided to just spout whatever came to mind seeing the twitching ass-pussy before his eyes.

"You. In the name of the Sow, I command you to become lewder.

You. In the name of the Knight, I command you to spread your pussy even more vulgarly.

In the name of the Sow Knight, I command you to serve, protect, and attend to me and my cock.

Now, lower that plump ass befitting a pig, and I grant you permission to offer that lowly, filthy asshole virginity. I declare that you have become my lewd Sow Knight."

Exchanging such dirty talk—words asking to accept loyalty and words accepting it, which made one dizzy just hearing them—under the guise of an oath?

If it were the old Eleonora, she would have cut down these two—a male and female beast—including herself, immediately.

Of course, reality was nothing like that.

"A-Aaaaaah...?!"

’He accepted it! My vow! The filthy vow of a sow! Now... now I am truly Master’s Sow Knight...!!’

He had directly referred to her as a Sow Knight with his own lips. There was no mistake. Eleonora shed a single tear, then immediately lowered her hips herself, aiming for Rafe’s cock.

"Once again, as a token of my complete corruption and loyalty, I declare that I will offer this asshole, directly trained by Master—Nnngh..hoooooooooh...?!"

Squelch!

And then, as if the option of inserting it slowly didn’t exist, Eleonora slammed down, impaling herself on the cock in one go. She reached orgasm instantly, and a yellow stream of liquid sprayed violently from her pussy toward the greatsword in front of her eyes.