Leoric first saw her massive sword when they were battling the Bone Worm. At that time, three clerics had jointly suppressed the creature, but it couldn't be eliminated immediately.Leoric was just about to step in to help when the female knight galloped up from afar, wielding the enormous silver sword. With a single leap and strike, she defeated the Bone Worm.

  Leoric, a wizard specializing in the School of Transformation, also known as an alchemist, belonged to the profession of creating and studying magical items. Although he couldn't get close to examine it, just a glimpse from afar allowed him to conclude that this silver sword was definitely not an ordinary weapon; it was imbued with extremely powerful holy magic. At that time, she was able to defeat the huge undead Bone Worm with a single sword strike, thanks to her formidable strength and the clerics' assistance in suppressing it, but the sword must have also played a part.

  However,Leoric hadn't seen this sword since then. Over the past few days, he had kept a close eye on her, but he hadn't noticed the huge silver sword by her side whenever she came to ask him about the direction of the oasis, went out to explore, or came back to report. It seemed to have disappeared.

  Such an important weapon, in a desert where monsters could appear at any time, couldn't possibly be discarded by the female knight. She must carry it with her at all times. The reasons for its invisibility could be many: perhaps it was invisible due to illusions, perhaps it was shrunk by magic, or perhaps the female knight had a similar spatial pouch likeLeoric's, where she could store the sword and retrieve it when needed.

  Now, the female knight was kneeling beside the lake, cleaning the silver sword with water. The moonlight shone on the broad blade, casting a shimmering glow. The sword was indeed enormous, almost half as tall as her, with a blade twice as wide as an ordinary longsword.Leoric doubted he could wield it smoothly even with both hands, but the female knight held it effortlessly with one hand, as if it weighed nothing.

  After cleaning the sword, she took out a white silk scarf, wiped the blade clean, and put it aside. Then she reached her hand to her chest.Leoric didn't know what she was doing until the silver armor on her body slowly fell, revealing the shirt inside.

  "Hmm, no, that's not armor."

  Leoric had always thought the female knight wore full-body armor and had been very surprised. How could she not feel suffocated in such a hot desert with sealed full-body armor? Moreover, full-body armor was so heavy and cumbersome to put on and take off. As a woman, she couldn't ask the other three clerics for help, right? Wouldn't it be troublesome?

  Full-body armor was originally not meant for everyday wear. Although it provided excellent protection, covering the body from head to toe, it was bulky, heavy, and inconvenient. It was generally used only in special situations, such as when cavalry charged into battle. If an adventurer dared to wear full-body armor all day long while traveling, they would exhaust themselves before encountering powerful enemies—and if they were riding a horse, the horse would also be exhausted.

  Now it seemed that the female knight was not wearing full-body armor at all, or at least not the usual kind. Regular full-body armor was made by connecting refined iron plates with rivets and hooks, resembling a metal can. The armor on the female knight was obviously flexible, similar to cotton armor.

  She didn't notice anyone watching from a distance. She took off the silver armor and placed it on the ground, then unbuttoned her shirt. Her movements were very graceful, like a dance. Soon, the girl's body was free of all constraints, exposed under the moonlight without reservation.

  Since her back was facing the hill,Leoric couldn't see her front, only her back. She had a very upright posture and extremely long legs, which were fit and proportional. Her hips were full and high, her waist was slender, seemingly graspable with just one hand, and her shoulders were slightly broad. Her short, light blonde hair shimmered in the moonlight. Such a delicate and beautiful body contained such astonishing strength; it was truly a remarkable miracle.

  Leoric watched silently as she shed all her clothes and slowly walked into the lake to bathe. She carefully scooped water with her hands, wiping every inch of her skin. A pair of firm and sturdy breasts stood proudly, bouncing lightly with her movements, looking just the right size to be held in one hand.

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  "Not big,"Leoric judged based on his distant observation, "probably a B."

  But it didn't matter much.Leoric wasn't a fan of large breasts, and he had always believed that too big wasn't good. Between B and D was sufficient; otherwise, they would sag due to gravity, losing their shape. In his previous life, he had a girlfriend with astonishing breasts. Hugging her felt like embracing a fleshy surge, but the shape wasn't good. Wearing a bra was fine, but when they were naked in bed, it was somewhat disappointing. Of course, too small was also unacceptable; at least it shouldn't be small enough to be held in one hand. It should have a feeling of fullness when held.Leoric looked at his own hand, hmm, not big, a B was enough.

  However, it was strange. In this hellish desert, after walking for a day and sweating all over, bathing in the lake should be a very enjoyable experience. It was also deep into the night, and there was no one around except for a certain peeping guy. But the female knight's face remained as cold and indifferent as always, without any expression or joy, as if she was just doing a very boring task.

  Wouldn't she be a naturally icy beauty?Leoric pondered. They had known each other for so many days, and he hadn't seen her smile once.

  The temperature dropped as the night progressed.Leoric, lying behind the hill to avoid being discovered by the female knight, didn't move at all, and his body gradually began to feel numb. Although watching a beautiful woman bathe was tempting, it could only be observed from afar and not touched. The nighttime lighting was poor, making it hard to see clearly, and his interest waned over time.

  It was so uncomfortable lying like this... He couldn't take it anymore; his arms were starting to ache. Could he move his body a bit?

  Leoric carefully turned over but didn't notice the slope beside him. He moved a little too much and slipped down. "Shit!" he thought. Although the noise wasn't loud, it was深夜, and sounds would be particularly clear. If the female knight found him and knew he had been peeking at her while she bathed, it would be a big trouble.

  No matter what world or society, peeking at a woman while she bathes was definitely an evil act, especially when the woman was a "Chosen One" of Tyr. The old man said she was likely a Paladin. AlthoughLeoric couldn't confirm it yet, Tyr was the god of justice, and his followers were almost always overly righteous. Whether she was a Paladin or not didn't make a difference... If the female knight came to kill him with her enormous silver sword,Leoric would absolutely believe it.

  He could only hope she hadn't noticed the commotion...

  However, things didn't go as planned. WhenLeoric cautiously peeked over the hill again, he found that the female knight had already stepped out of the lake, picked up her shirt, and slowly put it on. With her right hand holding the big sword and her left hand holding the bundled-up silver armor, she walked towardsLeoric.

  The female knight had obviously noticedLeoric but seemed unperturbed. She walked out of the water naked, put on her clothes slowly and gracefully, almost makingLeoric feel like he was watching a beautiful model walking on a catwalk.

  But this beautiful woman was holding a terrifyingly large silver sword.

  Leoric was already very close, and there was no time to hide. His mind raced, but he couldn't think of a way to escape the dilemma in front of him. From her stance, it seemed she was coming to slash this lustful peeper with her sword.

  Leoric wore a wizard's robe, with various spell components in his pockets and spells already prepared—butLeoric's greatest strength was self-awareness. After witnessing her defeat the Bone Worm,Leoric knew he was no match for this female knight.

  He couldn't fight her, and he couldn't escape... This was the end.

  Just as he was hesitating, the female knight approached him.Leoric stood up, "Uh, well, good evening."

  "Good evening," the female knight nodded.

  Her voice, a blend of crispness and a subtle, low-pitched magnetism, carried a steady, calm strength. It was a wonder why such a melodious tone was usually wrapped in iciness, reluctant to break the silence. Bathed in moonlight,Leoric noticed that her beautiful face bore no signs of anger, remaining as indifferent as ever, as if nothing could disturb her thoughts.

  "What should I say?"Leoric pondered rapidly. Should he pretend he saw nothing? That was too clumsy and would only make things worse. Apologize? Please, this wasn't about accidentally stepping on someone's foot; it was about peeping at a beautiful woman bathing. If apologies could fix this, the world wouldn't need police.

  Could he possibly compliment her by saying, "Madam, your body is stunning"? No way, such words would only fan the flames and ensure a quicker demise.

  Just as he was at a loss for words, she solved his dilemma.

  "Are you here to bathe?" she asked, her gaze falling on the clothesLeoric was holding.

  "Uh... yes, yes,"Leoric stumbled, nodding hastily. "It's too hot to sleep, so I came out to take a bath..."

  The female knight nodded slightly. "Well, please help yourself—oh, and by the way, the lake water is very cold."

  Very cold? Oh, I see.Leoric was just starting to relax when suddenly he felt himself weightless, as if thrown into the air, and then plunged into the lake with a splash. Before he could comprehend what was happening, the icy water soaked through his clothes, making him shiver violently. Fortunately, he knew how to swim. Gathering his composure, he brought his head above water and saw the female knight's figure gradually fading into the distance under the moonlight.