Hero Manufacturing Machine Volume 2 Female Knight Makishia - 1

After finishing my breeding horse duties for the night, I washed and went to Iona's room.

Midday the next day.

That day, I headed to the training ground with Iona. Then, for the second day in a row, we received an unexpected visitor.

What was different from yesterday was that they were alone and politely waiting for me at the gate.

When they saw me, they called out to me.

"Are you lord Eucharlouch?"

"Yes, but who are you?"

"I'm sorry to disturb you. I am Makishia Gorson, you can call me Shia. As you can see, I have been appointed as a knight of the kingdom. I am proud to say that I am Iona's eternal rival. Pleased to make your acquaintance."

The one to introduce herself was a beautiful girl with light blonde hair and green eyes. Her shoulder-length hair is tied up with a barrette that exposes her forehead, keeping it out of her eyes. In contrast to Iona, she wears a knee-length skirt with a similar color scheme to her red-on-white armor, white knee socks, and knee-length red boots.

She's probably around the same age as Iona.

Although she looks serious, unlike Iona, she does not give a harsh impression.

Her eyebrows are thick and do not appear to be particularly manicured.

She gives the impression of being strong-willed, but again, unlike Iona, she exudes a resplendent​ aura that is not typical of a knight.

It would be more fitting to call her a princess rather than a knight.

Like Iona, she is tall but appears to have no breasts.

What is different from Iona's is that her lower body is relatively firm.

Her legs, wrapped in knee socks, are moderately fleshy and have attractive curves.

In addition, her ass looks like it could give birth to a strong child.

With this in mind, I also introduced myself.

"My name is Eucharlouch BraveLord. You can call me Charles. I am a prodigal and idiotic prince, as they say. My job for the time being is to make children to produce future heroes."

After introducing myself, I asked the purpose of her visit.

"So, why are you here?"

"I am also a prospective mother of a future hero. I'm sure we will meet in your bedroom in the near future."

"So you came all the way to see what kind of man I am?" "Aren’t you the person to whom I am going to entrust myself to? Isn’t it natural to be curious?" "Well, I guess so." "But that’s not all." "What do you mean?"

"Because I heard that you were doing some sword training with Iona."

"Well, I have been teaching her the past few days."

"I can't believe that Iona-san, who is famous for hating men, would ask to be mentored by a man. I'm sure she's being blackmailed."

"Um, I am receiving Charles-sama’s education of my own will, but…"

"I understand, so you don't have to lie to me, Iona-san. You can't tell the truth in front of this man, can you?"

"No, I really..." "Oh, you poor thing. Iona-san..." And she didn't listen.

It seems that she has a personality that makes strong assumptions. Although I may be lecherous, I am not someone of bad faith.

To be told such a thing is nothing but outrageous. 

Although I see it that way, she apparently sees it differently.

Even if I’m a blood relative of a hero and royalty, for Iona the famous man-hater, to suddenly receive training from a man.

She can't believe how much Iona has changed.

So, it seems that the scenario that has been created in her head is that Iona has no choice but to listen to what a demon-like man has to say because I have some kind of weakness of hers in my hands.

"That sounds like a lot of nonsense. Is it really that strange to want to study under someone better than them?"

When I said that, she stared at my face, then turned away, her face turning bright red. "T-I admit that you do have a good appearance, but I still don't know if you have what it takes to be a good teacher!" I didn't say anything about my face. Apparently, unlike Iona, she prefers good-looking men like me.

"I challenge you to a match. If I win, you must release Iona and tell her the truth! Do you dare accept?"

She sticks out her right index finger toward me vigorously and says something like that.

It's not good.

Not good at all.

Iona was originally a free woman, and I am telling the truth and nothing but the truth.

There is no need to accept the challenge.

Yes, there is no need to take it.

But it sounds interesting.

As someone who loves interesting things, I had no choice but to accept.

That's why I accept the duel.

"Interesting. I’ll accept your challenge!"

Although Iona is looking at me with a half-astonished look on her face, she half gives up and sighs, thinking that she can't stop me after becoming like this.

"If you win, I'll accept the conditions from earlier." "Of course." "So, if I win, what kind of reward will I receive?"

"I'm the one who is going to win. So there is no point in thinking about it." That's a lot of confidence. In a sense, it's even refreshing.

"There can never be absolutes in anything, can there? You have to set conditions, even if they are in a hypothetical."

Even though I myself knew that it was contradictory, I made a counterargument that seemed like a play on words. "Hmm, I guess so." As if she was convinced, she started saying things like that.

"Although it is impossible." After saying that, she continued speaking. "In that case, you are free to use my body. Well, even if it's a poor body that is not worth using." Although she says it with a lot of confidence, the words themself show a lack of confidence. Just like Iona, although she is confident in herself as a knight, she does not seem to have a high opinion of herself as a woman.

"It's already decided that you'll be called to my bedroom someday, that doesn't seem fair to me at all." I calmly retort. "...You're a very picky person. People who fuss over the details get hated you know." No, it seems you already hate me.

"Hmmm, how about this for ......? In case I am defeated, ......."

She begins to whisper in my ear. Iona seems to be curious about our secret conversations, but of course she can't hear the contents.

Hmm, the conditions aren't bad.

Iona will be surprised if she hears it later. "We've got a deal. Then let's get ready."

Makisha's weapon of choice seemed to be rapier. The rapier is specialized for thrusting, and its use is limited, so there are fewer users than with ordinary swords. For that reason, I only had about five types of wooden rapiers in my training ground.

I asked her to choose two from the few wooden swords available.

"Hm, it seems you are not playing any tricks on me."

She was indeed seriously examining the sword she was going to use.

"I will use this one."

In contrast, for my sword she seems to choose quite carelessly.

"You use this one."

While saying that, she immediately chooses one that catches her eye and hands it to me.

This seems to have been a mistake...

There's no problem with swinging it, but if you try to defend with it, it will definitely break. It only has that much strength.

Well, since I was the one who put it there, it was literally my own fault.

"Hey, is it okay to be so careless?" I said this when I saw Makisha's choice of swords being so random.

"Although I won't be using it, it’ll be the same no matter what is chosen."

It seems like she is saying it doesn't matter what is chosen since it will never hit her.

"Before we start, I have to ask you something." "What is it?" "You've never won against Iona, have you?" I asked with almost absolute certainty. "Well, how do you know?" Makisha can't hide her surprise at that question.

"It's easy to tell."

I said with confidence.

In my opinion, Iona is just barely able to learn the hero's secret technique Brave Arts, and Makishia is one the edge of being able to learn it.

It might be a paper thin barrier but the gap is huge. "I can tell just by your demeanor that you're quite capable, but you're not as good as Iona." "It's exactly as you said." There seems to be no objection to that.

"I beat Iona with ease, do you still think you can defeat me?" "I won’t know unless I try." "Let me praise you for your attitude."

She makes a stance, but I don't even take a stance.

She seems to be unhappy about that.

"Are you underestimating me?"

"Just come."

"I will do that!" *Whoosh!* She immediately stabs at me.

As I got the impression from talking to her, she seems to be the aggressive type.

Iona gives the same impression, but she is actually quite intelligent and good at tactics.

That's further confirmed when we cross swords.

When compared to other female knights, Makisha, is indeed a skilled rapier user, her sharpness alone is superior to Iona's.

However. The battle was over in an instant.

*Shhhh*

Far before Makisha's sword could reach me, I thrust my sword at her throat. "I can't believe this...!" I was faster with my sword sheathed than her with her sword drawn. She seems surprised about that. "Aren't you forgetting something important?" "Something important…?"

"The person in front of you may be a debauched idiot prince, but I am the youngest prince of the hero's bloodline. It would be in troublesome if you forget that." Her expression changed, as if she noticed that my atmosphere had changed from the relaxed one to a tense one.

My words seemed to have lit a fire under her.

"I apologize for my rudeness. It looks like I was the one who was underestimating you. I'll be serious this time." "I hope so."

"I have one request."

"I shall hear you out."

"I'd like to ask for a real sword as well. After all, it's better to use a sword we are both more familiar with."

"You’re not thinking that 'I lost because I wasn’t using the sword I’m used to' are you?  Maybe you didn't know because you picked it randomly, but this wooden sword of mine is one that will break in a second if I go on the receiving end, you know?"

"Well, that’s true."

She might be a big shot in a different meaning.

"Well, my victory won’t change whatever happens so it’s fine."

"You're very confident, I'll smash that confidence."

"Right back at you!"

After such an exchange, we confront each other again.

"Now you know a little about my abilities, right? I'll wait for you, so why don't you take off your armor?" "It's a very kind request, but you won't enjoy looking at my poor body, right? I'll leave it as is." After saying that, she stubbornly refuses to take off her armor. There's something wrong with this. That's what my intuition tells me.

Well, that's when 'that hero's secret technique' comes into play.

"I want to confirm one thing." "Oh, what is it?" "That armor isn't someone's memento, and you don't want to take it off because it's important to you, right? If that is the case, I will have to take other measures, although it may be a bit troublesome.

"I don't know what your intention is in asking that question, but..." She continued after saying that. "It's true that it's a special order item, but we can prepare as many replacements as you like. Is there a problem?"

"No, It's nothing. Thanks for answering."

Apparently, it is something that can be destroyed.

I decide to go through with my original plan.

She takes a step in.

At the same time, I unleashed my current hero's secret technique, Brave Art, Armor Break.

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!" Makishia screams loudly. The purpose is to check the size of her chest, so I blow away the armor and jacket.

Since she is a woman, her underwear would normally be exposed, but what she showed was instead a white sarashi that was far from sexy. Her overly ample breasts were tightly packed with the sarashi.

It should be hard for her to even breathe in such a state. 

On the other hand, Iona was shocked when she saw this. She said, "That's...! I thought you were as big as me...!"

'That’s where you’re surprised?' I retorted in my mind, before I cover her with the jacket I was wearing and immediately turning my back on her.

I can't let her stay dressed like this forever, so I ask Iona, who is of the same sex, to give her something to wear.

"Iona, I'm sorry, but please bring her some suitable clothes, preferably something big."

"Yes, sir."

Iona accepts my request and disappears into the building.

"It's such a shock to be seen by man who I didn't even promise to marry, even though it's my precious body to have it seen before I get married..."

"I'm sorry about that, but it's already been decided that we are going to make a baby. So, I'd appreciate it if you didn't hold this against me."

"...I would like to ask you something." Makisha opened her mouth timidly. "I will answer anything I can." "How do you know I didn't take off my armor to hide the size of my breasts?"

"Iona is thin, so it is not unnatural for her to have little meat on her upper body, but Shia's upper body is too thin and unnatural when your lower body has so much meat. So, although I felt bad about it, I decided to peel it off and check it out. That's why I accepted a serious match."

No matter how much I use my wooden sword to fire "Armor Break", I can't shatter the armor.

You need something that has a certain level of hardness. Strictly speaking, it's not impossible, but the truth is that I don't want to do it because it's quite tiring.

"Hey." I was curious as to why she was trying so hard to hide the fact that her breasts were so big, so I opened my mouth. "What is it?" "You don't have to answer if you don't want to."

With that in mind, I would like to ask her a question. "Ok." "Does the size of your breasts have something to do with your dislike of men?" “……” Makishia remains silent. Despite her cheerful nature, she is being evasive.

It's probably something she doesn't like to talk about.

Being considerate I say.

"As I said earlier, you don't have to force yourself to answer." "No, I'll talk to you." As if she thought it was okay for her to talk to me, she started talking with a serious look on her face. "I seemed to have developed better than other girls, and by the time I turned ten, my breasts were starting to stand out." I listen silently.

"I was teased about it by boys my age, almost every day. That's when I became afraid of the male gaze."

"Ten year old boys are nothing but little devils at that age, even worse their sexual curiosity begins to sprout around then as well."

I said, remembering what happened when I was about ten years old.

"I hated my big breasts. I wore a sarashi and tried to not draw attention."

No, I think it's quite noticeable.

There was no way that such a small trick would be able to hide the charm of Makishia's dazzling presence. "That's why I've been hiding the size of my breasts. Men like big breasts, right? I can't stand being stared at with lustful eyes...!" "It's true that men like big breasts. I can't deny that. But..."

"But what?"

"My opinion is that a man should be a gentleman even if he is lecherous."

"A gentleman, even if he is lustful...... Is it?"

"I've had my fair share of women in my life, and I've never forced myself on one. I can say that with confidence."

"You have a strange kind of confidence... It's just like you, though." We haven't spent much time together since we met, but that's how she felt about me.

"So, I want you to understand that there aren't only men like that in this world. You'll definitely find a man who seriously loves Shia for all of you, not just your breasts." Instead of comforting her, I give her words from my heart.

"I can understand that a little bit. Even when we're talking like this, you're a very gentlemanly person."

"Well, to be honest, I don't have that much trouble with women, I'm still a popular guy."

"I can understand that. I have to confess now that I really like your appearance, and although your language is a little rough, your manner is smart and likable."

"I'm flattered. I don't know anything about women's clothing, so Iona is helping me find some. You'll have to wait a little while."

I said over my back.

"You're being so kind to me, even though I treated you so harshly."

Makishia, who has become more demure than before, says such a thing.

"I didn't strip you because I hated you, you came here because you were worried about Iona, right? There's no reason to treat you maliciously."

I said exactly what I thought.

"...I finally understand why Iona-san asked you to mentor her. If you don't mind, could you teach me the sword as well?" That's how Makishia asks me to teach her. My response to that is... "There are conditions for teaching you the sword." "Oh, what are they?"

"I feel sorry for your bountiful breasts being constricted by the sarashi. After today, stop wearing the sarashi and go buy some cute underwear with Iona. That is the condition." "Honestly, I don't like that. I've been doing it for a long time." "So, don't you think this is a good time to stop doing that? It's not good for your body either. First of all, you won't be able to give birth to a good child."

"Yes... that's true. If you insist so much, then ....."

"Hmm. That's a good answer. Iona has such a dignified face and wears cute underwear. I can't help but be excited by the difference between her impression and the image."

"That’s news to me. Then how about the money?"

"Of course it’s my treat. You don’t have to worry about money. Just buy the best one without any reservations."

"Well, that's a generous thing. It's important for a gentleman to be generous, but I don't think you have a problem with that."

"I make a lot of money, you know. Besides, it's my opinion that a good woman should wear nice things."

"Then, is it okay to say that I'm a good woman?"

"It goes without saying. You're a wonderful woman."

"Well...you're really good at making me feel like that." That's how Makishia ended up learning the sword from me as well.

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