The way the damp linen clung to the curve of her breasts.
The way it darkened over her stomach.
The way it beca almost transparent where it stretched across her thighs.
All of this enhanced the destructiveness of her beauty even further.
Compared to her, although Reinhardt looked composed, the truth could not be further from that.
No matter what, as a man, he found himself slightly srized by the disheveled beauty in front of him.
"Let’s end it for the day. Although your majesty has learned the first lesson, your body needs ti to adapt and fully comprehend everything that was taught. For the next few days, please go through everything that you have learned."
The Queen let her arms drop. She released the stance.
A wave of fatigue hit her. But it was mixed with a strange exhilaration.
However, the next second she noticed sothing in his words and couldn’t help but ask.
"The next few days? Wait, when is the next lesson?"
Reinhardt thought over it before replying.
"Our next lesson will be three days later. Given your talent, I believe you will drill everything I taught you by then."
He made this decision after assessing the Queen’s talent.
The latter also knew that she could not make the Divine Paladin appear in the palace every day to teach her.
And so, she nodded, hiding her inner thoughts.
"Your Majesty, your physical potential is exceptional. For the next lesson, we will begin with footwork and so basic movents. Please wear sothing appropriate."
For learning swordsmanship, a gown was hardly a good choice.
The Queen nodded.
With that, the two of them exited the training grounds.
At so point when the night fell, a shadow appeared in the very hall where the two trained. It surreptitiously searched for sothing within the hall.
Placed in so inconspicuous corner, hidden, was a device discovered from Lunaris’s ruins.
A device that could capture images and videos.
This thing was recording everything that was happening inside the hall.
The clouds in the sky shifted. The figure’s face could finally be seen.
As it turns out, the shadow sneaking in the isolated training ground was none other than Solaris the Third.
The king of the country.
He had placed this device here to satisfy his cravings.
Looking at the device in his hand, the king gulped.
A nefarious fire that he hadn’t felt in a long ti surged within his body.
Slowly, he opened the device to see what it captured.
However, to his disappointnt, there was nothing.
"What is going on? This can’t be."
That day, a scream echoed in the isolated training ground.
What the king did not know was that Minerva had already tampered with the device before it could capture anything.
Three days later.
Reinhardt stood in the isolated training ground.
A short while later, the Queen also arrived at the appointed ti. She wore the ’appropriate training gear’ she had procured.
It was not her usual royal attire but rather sothing far more provocative.
Reinhardt looked at her with slight surprise in his eyes.
The Queen was at this mont a sight to see.
The training gear she wore was a form-fitting bodysuit. It was a single piece of flexible material that accentuated her curves prominently.
It was sleeveless. It cut high at the thighs.
It outlined every contour of her curvy, voluptuous body with obscene clarity.
The fabric stretched taut over her pert, high breasts. The nipples were clearly defined as two pronounced peaks.
It followed the narrow dip of her waist. Then it hugged the gentle flare of her hips before plunging down between her legs.
The seam highlighted the shape of her mound.
It needs to be ntioned that Reinhardt had seen so of his won wearing much wilder and exotic garbs than this.
Especially Zerina, who liked to wear light clothes that revealed much of her skin.
Be that as it may, it was his first ti seeing the Queen wear sothing so body-hugging.
It was a visual shock.
"[See, I told you he won’t be able to help but stare at you. Now, do that thing I told you]."
Minerva spoke inside the Queen’s mind.
"But it’s embarrassing."
"[Don’t give that. If you want to make him fall head over heels for you, trust . That move is hundred percent guaranteed to be effective. No man can resist it]."
On Minerva’s insistence, the Queen nodded.
After greeting Reinhardt, she walked towards the weapon.
Then she pretended to pick up a practice sword and bent slightly.
At that mont, the bodysuit stretched across her rear. It accentuated her buttocks.
The fabric molded to her flesh. It created a perfect, beautiful heart shape.
The two rounded halves of her ass were plump and firm. They curved enticingly.
The cleft between them was hinted at by the deep seam of the suit.
It was an achingly sensual sight so powerful that it could even be considered an attack.
It possessed that kind of lethality.
"Your Majesty... those clothes..."
Even the ever-composed Reinhardt with his divine traits felt the powerful impact.
"This... I chose it after much thought. The material gives freedom of movent, and it also absorbs sweat."
The Queen spoke with a slight blush on her face.
Needless to say, it was Minerva’s choice.
"I see."
Reinhardt accepted the answer with a slow nod.
Then the training began.
Today, he introduced a simple wooden practice sword.
The basics of stance were revisited. But now with a weapon in hand.
Naturally, the intimacy escalated.
"Your grip is too high, Your Majesty."
Saying that, he stepped closer to her.
He reached over. His hand covered hers on the sword’s hilt, and his fingers interlaced with hers.
The intimate contact sent electricity surging through the Queen’s body.
She felt the warmth of his skin, his big fra, and the toned body.
"If you hold it too lightly, one can easily knock it out of your hand. However, if you hold it too tight, it will make your movent stiff, creating openings for your enemy".
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