Lancelot's body felt a strange burst of energy as the arena finally cleared, the beautiful Morgana now floating around his body before she pressed her belly against his shoulder, flapping her white wings gently.
'She is so soft and warm, I can barely feel her weight... despite those wonderful mountains of...'
Her breasts rested over his shoulder as she wrapped her arms around his chest like a lover.
[Oh my~ do you like mommy's big honkers? Do you want to suckle on her pink nipples?]
'!!!'
He was stunned by the fact she could hear him, so distracted that he missed the worlds of Evaine as she passed a slightly rusty black gauntlet to him.
This gauntlet would slowly evolve and improve as the Lord did, starting at the lowest rank.
So countries used the letter classification, aning he was a G-Rank Lord, while his country used the colour system.
Rusted Black: G-Rank
Black: F-Rank
Polished Black: E-Rank
Rusted Silver: D-Rank
Silver: C-Rank
Polished Silver: B-Rank
The ranks above differed depending on the lord type, but most chose the Platinum into Mythril colours, while others might choose Moonsteel into Starsteel.
However, both did the sa thing. One specialised in Martial combat while the other in Magical combat.
"Lancelot, are you alright? Please take the gauntlet and enter the trial grounds. You have 2 hours to complete the test. Otherwise, you will be demoted to a lower-class Lordship Academy."
Lancelot was montarily taken aback by the gentle voice of his sexy teacher; rember, the ti they spent in bed together was a little awkward as his left hand slipped inside the gauntlet, hiding his succubus marking.
"Ugh..."
[So you love older won with large breasts, oh my~ weren't we perfect for each other? I love huge cocks!]
The succubus queen said as Morgana's hand slipped down his body; it was like nobody else could see her, as she even reached inside and then showed a satisfied grin.
[Umu~ the best I've seen! You pass; this queen will treat you well!]
A sudden jolt of lightning shot down his arm into his hand as he felt the marking burning, slowly rging with the gauntlet, as it started to engrave itself on the back of his gauntlet.
'Can I evaluate your breasts the sa?'
[Fufu~ I'll bite your little fingers off!]
'Shaless.'
[This queen is allowed to be~ oh my, maybe you can watch shower? Fufu.]
Before he could complain more, a burst of pink and purple light flickered from his left hand before a strange sheet of paper was created with various information.
'So this is the fabled Lord Parchnt?'
Only the Lord could see what was written on the parchnt unless he wished to share the information; slowly, he checked it and felt confident it was correct. However, so things were far more inflated than he thought.
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