His estate was full of women, countless charming ones, and ending his virginity with any of them would be a good choice.
For the Claymores, for instance, Kayal would probably only need to nod, and even Teresa wouldn't refuse Kayal's personal charm; that's just who Kayal is.
But Kayal chose Artoria after careful consideration.
First, Artoria had no background!
This was very important! Kayal didn't want his children to be used as political pawns.
As an excellent politician, all political marriages were foolish acts, but Kayal didn't want other foolish politicians to use this against him.
Secondly, she had followed him the longest, a very long time!
They had been together since they were seven years old! Such a long time was enough to guarantee loyalty and the future.
Artoria had followed him all this time and knew many, many of his secrets...
Of course, all of the above were just excuses, reasons, merely formal reasons.
There was only one true reason: he was already consumed by desire, and Artoria was the woman he trusted most.
However, this was just teasing; Kayal, of course, wouldn't do such things as bullying women, but it was good to take advantage verbally...
Under the circumstances where he intended to suppress his desires, he could only take verbal advantage.
Looking at Kayal, who was different from his usual purity and now possessed a sinister charm like a poppy, he attracted ignorant females to their doom in the dim light.
'Darkened' was the adjective to describe Kayal now.
Looking at Kayal, who was like a poppy, Artoria bit her lip and suddenly thought of Merlin's private conversation with her.
"Arthur! Your destiny is the destiny of the entire kingdom! You know that, right!
As the child of King Uther... what you must do is to be the pillar of the kingdom when the time comes and pull out that legendary sword... This is your destiny... Do you understand?!"
"Arthur! Become King! Absorb all his knowledge by his side, then extend an olive branch to him, and use his power to become King! Just as I partnered with your father."
"Arthur, you should know that the moment you draw the sword, you abandon your rights as a woman, your rights as a human.
You must bear the destiny of the entire Camelot... You know that, right... Of course, I'm only saying it's possible... If it's possible... perhaps giving your body to him is a good choice."
"I don't mean anything else, but you know, you two grew up together, so giving your body to him wouldn't be too much of a loss for you... Most importantly... you already have someone in your heart, don't you?
It's not for me to say, but if you become King later... it's absolutely impossible for you to be with him... If you ascend the throne and are still a virgin, and you both maintain such a distance, don't you feel regretful?"
"If you don't want to leave any regrets..." Merlin didn't say anything more, just ambiguously patted Artoria's reddened face and left.
Biting her lips, as if to draw blood from her crimson lips, Artoria looked at Kayal, who was like a poppy, and unexpectedly unfastened her armor.
Then, she fumbled for some part of her clothes, and with a whoosh, Artoria, having undone some button, was completely naked before Kayal.
Looking at the pure white body before him, Kayal's lower body immediately reacted.
He covered his nose, afraid that the warm liquid inside would flow out.
Kayal took a deep breath and spoke with difficulty: "Ar, I was just joking... put your clothes on."
He certainly wanted to act like a wolf and just go for it, but he wasn't alone now.
He didn't represent an individual; as a teacher, he couldn't lead the way in dating girls; he couldn't set an example of early romance!
He had to wait until all his students were married before he had the right to talk about happiness...
"No matter what, I don't want to have regrets!" The usually shy and serious Artoria now burst forth with unparalleled decisiveness.
She lunged forward, and her smooth body instantly slipped into Kayal's embrace, her face pressing against his.
Unfortunately, as a novice in love, she had intended to kiss the prince like the princesses in Bard stories, but because she had no experience with kissing, her face ended up with nose touching nose and teeth touching teeth.
Artoria, whose eyes immediately filled with tears from the pain, had never been so frustrated; she couldn't even do such a simple thing well... It was... it was too embarrassing!
Kayal, on the other hand, laughed.
He embraced the small but soft body, a lingering sour pain in his nose, but Kayal had never been so happy.
He realized for the first time that the little follower who had always been behind him had grown up, had grown into an excellent woman, an excellent female knight.
He lowered his head and used his finger to lift Artoria's chin, looking at the golden-haired girl who still had tear marks at the corners of her eyes and was self-pitying.
Kayal smiled slightly and kissed her without hesitation...
Artoria's eyes immediately widened, her blue pupils meeting his emerald green eyes.
Artoria's blue eyes widened even further as a slippery thing had already entered her mouth and was entwined with her tongue.
Just as Artoria was breathless and disoriented from the kiss, Kayal suddenly let go of her.
His tongue, like a nimble snake, gently licked her earlobe.
Artoria shivered all over, like a startled cat, curling up even more.
Kayal understood; this was probably Artoria's sensitive spot.
Thinking of this, Kayal went all in, suddenly leaning in and taking her earlobe into his mouth.
Immediately, Artoria's blush spread from her face to the base of her neck, even her earlobe turning red.
That adorable blush made Kayal's appetite soar, and his hands couldn't help but climb onto Artoria's chest and waist.
Artoria's body trembled, and her consciousness blurred...
Kayal kissed every inch of Artoria's skin, from her earlobe to her neck, from her collarbone to her waist, before finally moving on to the main event with the disoriented, gently trembling Artoria...
When Kayal reached the very bottom, her delicate fingers clutched the bedsheets tightly, and even her usually flexible and strong legs couldn't help but straighten, pressing firmly against the edge of the bed.
"Na, Lily, I'm going in..." he murmured softly into Artoria's ear.
His hot breath made her shiver slightly, followed by a sharp pain... The two finally became one...