What thoughts occupied that small head of hers? He wanted to peek inside her mind just once.

“Tom is like that too, but Vice Commander, don’t tell me you… like the First Division Commander?”

“Who knows.”

“What do you mean ‘who knows’! So it’s true?”

James’s eyes grew as large as snowballs at Lea’s ambiguous answer. He had just thrown the question out there, not expecting it to be true.

When he saw the new commander from a distance, he had thought the man was handsome even from a man’s perspective. Had she thought the same? James was utterly shocked by this response from Lea, who had seemed completely uninterested in men.

‘That bastard Tom said the First Division Commander’s thing was unnaturally large. So our Vice Commander is…’

James’s face hardened.

Lea glanced at James’s face before lowering her eyes. She had just given a casual answer. It seemed James had interpreted it in his own way and reached his own conclusion. He had always worried and overthought strange aspects of things when fixated on something. He appeared to be doing that now too.

But what did it matter? Lea didn’t bother to correct him. It was too troublesome. She needed to finish her fantasy quickly. Once a fantasy started, it needed to reach its conclusion. If clothes had been removed and f*replay had happened, then naturally the thing needed to be inserted.

That was the logic-free thinking of Lea, whose 22 years of life had involved more cutting men with swords than holding their hands.

* * *

The next day, Allen took a deep breath and entered the training ground. The original First Knight Division and the Northern Knight Division stood divided on either side like separated bunches of green onions, welcoming him.

He had come prepared, but it was just as he expected. The numerous thoughts of the knights entered his mind, making him dizzy. How could knights have so many complaints?

The First Knight Division seemed displeased about coming to the distant northern land after living comfortably in the capital, while the Northern Knight Division, who had been living comfortably in the North, seemed to have wounded pride about being placed under the First Knight Division.

In the Northern Knight Division, only a few like yesterday’s Tom viewed him as an object of admiration.

How should he manage these people going forward? Allen listed schedules in his mind. He planned to create properly disciplined knights who wouldn’t dare make a peep.

‘First, have them run a hundred laps around the training ground….’

Just as he was making specific plans while approaching the platform,

Among the orderly content that unfolded, something chaotic intruded his minded.

“Ugh!”

Unprepared, he accidentally dry heaved. An earthquake occurred in Allen’s pupils.

He had expected something like this to happen, but he never imagined this would be waiting for him.

“Commander, are you feeling unwell?”

“Take your hand… off my body.”

Could this woman function in daily life? He didn’t know when she had approached, but goosebumps covered his entire body from her palm that had briefly touched his shoulder.

Allen had always considered the training ground and dueling arena sacred places. During intense training, everyone only thought about curses like ‘f*ck, f*ck’ as if by agreement. And in the moment when swords clashed, everyone united in thinking only about defeating their opponent. With no other complicated thoughts entering his mind, only simple ones, this place had been like a clean zone for him, as ridiculous as it might sound.

But now there existed someone who imagined a ‘different sweat’ in this place filled with the smell of sweat.

Allen rubbed his face with both hands and gulped. Just now, when Lea touched him, an extremely lewd scene flashed by like a spark.

‘Men with men on the training ground floor? Men with men?’

In his narrow worldview, the concept of same-s*x relations didn’t exist. He had never even imagined it. Throughout his life, he hadn’t known anyone with such preferences. Yet what kind of life had this woman lived to imagine multiple men entangled together in this large training ground?

Allen covered his mouth and dry heaved repeatedly. Seeing this, Lea blinked several times before speaking.

“Commander, you seem more delicate than you look.”

Delicate?

He turned his head left and right looking around before pointing at himself and asking.

“Are you talking to me right now?”

“Is there another commander here besides you?”

Lea nodded without the slightest hesitation. Allen momentarily froze with his mouth open.

‘Delicate’ was a word he had never heard applied to him in his entire life. He had been born robust, grown up eating and sleeping well, stood a head taller than other men, and his body consisted of firm muscles—to exaggerate slightly, his arms and legs were so solid that no matter how hard someone pressed with their fingers, they wouldn’t make a dent.

“Do I… look weak to you?”

“Your face is turning blue.”

Allen reflexively touched his face. It certainly felt cold, but he wondered if he really looked that ill.

“This is…!”

Allen opened his mouth to explain but quickly closed it again. The words ‘This is because your thoughts are making me sick’ rose to the tip of his tongue, but this was the training ground where all knights had gathered. He couldn’t reveal his hidden ability here.

He gritted his molars and said,

“……I just ate something bad this morning.”

“So you are delicate after all. You should take better care of your health.”

“……Do you actually think of me as your superior?”

“Yes.”

Looking at Lea who answered immediately without even coating her words with politeness, Allen almost grabbed the back of his neck in frustration. Staring at that shameless face made his insides twist.

‘If she really thought of me as her superior, shouldn’t she at least refrain from fantasizing here?’

His eyes narrowed.

“Commander? The knights are waiting. Let’s get you up on the platform quickly.”

Allen’s lips twitched, about to say something to her, but he simply turned around and walked forward again.

If he continued dealing with Lea, he felt he might explode with anger. Fortunately, today’s scene didn’t excite him, which was a relief. Though the content was quite extreme, he apparently didn’t have a taste for pornography featuring muscular men.

But thinking about it, that was somewhat wounding to his pride in its own way—the fact that he had responded so actively to Lea’s fantasy of heterosexual s*x yesterday, like some voyeur.

While Lea showed no outward signs despite her strange thoughts, why had he spied on someone else’s mind and even m*sturbated? Wasn’t that too perverted?

‘Damn it.’

His thoughts continued to chain together until he wanted to bash his head against something. Just this morning, he had kicked his blankets off several times, unable to count how many. The more he thought about it, the more shameful it became.

Allen shook off his distracting thoughts and stood on the platform. Yesterday was yesterday. He needed to forget it quickly.

He opened his mouth, deliberately ignoring Lea’s imagination.

“I am Allen Chess Brayton, Commander of the First Knight Division.”

* * *

Fortunately, the major concern he had worried about didn’t materialize while he stood on the platform. Lea was far enough away that the images only appeared as vaguely writhing shapes, making them bearable. The fantasy also continued to feature only men, allowing him to hypnotize himself with thoughts like ‘They’re just fighting in a group, definitely not pressing their things together.’ Thus, he managed to deliver the final announcement safely. Little did he know what would come next.

He had planned to go to his office, receive a detailed report about the northern territory from Lea, and finish today’s official schedule.

He didn’t know the office would become the problematic location.

“Commander, the desk is shaking.”

“It’s nothing. Continue talking.”

Lea apparently based her fantasies on her actual location. Earlier, she had been at the training ground, so she imagined such obscene things there. Now that she was in the office, she was spreading her wings of fantasy with the office as the backdrop.

Currently alone with Lea, that imagination was having a very dangerous effect on him.

Allen twisted his legs under the desk.

「Ahh, there… touch me there.」

“……Recently, the monsters inhabiting the border forest have been showing strange behavior. We’re keeping an eye on them, but……”

Her tone remained remarkably calm compared to the moans and cries filling her mind. If this was a skill, it was certainly impressive. Allen wanted to applaud Lea for speaking so clearly and steadily while thinking about something completely different.

「Aaaaahng, I think I’m going to come.」

“……They might come down to the territory soon, which is concerning.”

Allen had to struggle to focus on her words. Serious matters were being discussed. Even though Lea was imagining a couple having s*x on the desk, he couldn’t allow himself to be stimulated.

「Mmm deeper, deeper…!」

“I’ve confirmed that remnants of forces loyal to the former Northern King still remain. If left alone, they might eventually rebel. Many believe we should root them out completely.”

He perked up his ears even more. Being human, he couldn’t help but be drawn to the most stimulating sounds among the overlapping ones. His c*ck kept wanting to emerge. Allen fidgeted with his hands and pressed down firmly, hoping it would subside. But it only had the opposite effect. His neck gradually turned red.