Chapter 151

Oath of Victory?

Upon hearing the name of this precious sword, Wayne was slightly stunned. This name seemed to be the weapon of a very famous King of Knights, also known as the Sword in the Lake, the Steel-Cutting Sword, the Sword in the Stone, or the King's Sword.

It is a sword with a very high appearance rate in various fantasy stories.

However, considering that the Witcher world is like a sieve, and every once in a while, a Conjunction of the Spheres occurs, connecting this world to many different worlds, it is not surprising that some strange things appear now.

Wayne stood up and moved his body a little. It must be said that the Lady of the Lake might not be a very powerful god, unable to even directly eliminate the avatar of the evil god lurking under the lake, but she is definitely a super-powerful healer.

Whether it was Knight Eike, who was smashed into a cripple by Borch last time, or the little sprite Feifei, who was polluted by the power of the evil god, or even himself, who suffered severe internal injuries yesterday.

As long as they are sent to the Goddess, under her healing, they can all recover quickly, and there seem to be no sequelae.

For any warrior who frequently participates in battles, this is undoubtedly a life-saving and incomparably precious treatment.

Being able to build a good relationship with such a beautiful and holy goddess is definitely a powerful trump card for his future adventure life.

Thinking this way, Wayne walked in front of the Lady of the Lake, assumed the posture of a knight about to be knighted, knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and shouted loudly: "My Lady, I am willing to become your knight, undertake the promise of the Oath of Victory Sword, eradicate the evil and filthy things in the world, protect the peace of the world, spread noble virtues, and make this world a better place."

Wayne's expression was serious, and he spoke passionately, as if chanting a solemn oath. If he weren't bare-assed but wearing a mighty suit of armor, it would definitely be a grand swearing-in ceremony.

The Lady of the Lake really liked this kind of knightly etiquette. Seeing that Wayne's posture was so correct, her attitude became a little more serious. She stretched out her hands, held up the Oath of Victory Sword, and just like in the legends, held it in front of Wayne. Her tone carried a hint of solemnity and joy as she said: "I am very happy that you can accept this responsibility, my warrior."

"I bestow this precious sword upon you and knight you as the Knight of the Lady of the Lake. I hope you can keep your promise, cut down evil, and bring more happiness and virtue to the world."

When saying these words, the expression of the Lady of the Lake was so holy and beautiful. Her graceful and solemn figure, combined with the fairyland-like environment around her, was so harmonious.

If she were facing a noble knight of the Middle Ages, this knight would definitely be infected by this holy and solemn atmosphere, conquered by the goddess's noble sentiments and beauty, and become a true incarnation of justice, doing his best to protect the world.

Unfortunately, she was facing a witcher who had no awe for the gods and was filled with excessive hormones.

Wayne looked up inadvertently, looking at the goddess's holy and beautiful body, as well as the golden inverted triangle between her long, plump legs, which was the same color as her bright golden long hair, and suddenly discovered something.

He was swollen, and it stood up very firmly, getting bigger and bigger, completely out of control.

At this moment, the voice of the Lady of the Lake reached his ears again. She looked into his eyes with eyes as clear as lake water, and said gently and softly:

"My knight, the Oath of Victory Sword is a gift, but also a responsibility."

"But your achievements deserve more rewards. Tell me, what do you want?"

What do I want? I want you!

The beautiful Lady of the Lake did not know that the man kneeling in front of her was filled with blasphemous thoughts. She still maintained a beautiful and holy smile, waiting for her knight's answer.

Wayne's desires surged in his heart. He was silent for a few seconds before saying in a somewhat hoarse voice:

"My Lady, I want a beautiful memory."

Hearing Wayne's answer, the beautiful Lady of the Lake was slightly stunned, then tilted her head and asked in a puzzled tone:

"A beautiful memory? What is a beautiful memory?"

Facing the goddess's pure eyes and her cute head-tilting look, Wayne answered her with actions.

He stood up, took a step forward, pressed against the goddess's flawless body, lowered his head to kiss the Lady of the Lake's rosy lips, and wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

What made him feel at ease was that the Lady of the Lake in his arms was neither angry nor rejecting. Her clear eyes carried a hint of confusion, a hint of being at a loss, and a hint of the shallow charm unique to women, allowing Wayne's hands to move on her body.

She was a little dazed. She didn't know how to react to this kind of behavior from a knight.

But soon, she understood. ………………

When Wayne walked out of the forest, it was already the third day since the evil god was eradicated.

His fellow witchers and the three sorceresses were all safe and sound, guarding outside the forest.

When they saw Wayne, they immediately surrounded him happily, asking about his physical condition while curiously looking at the gorgeous two-handed greatsword on his back, waiting for him to speak.

Wayne didn't explain too much, just told everyone that they had completely eradicated the evil god's avatar here, the mission was perfectly completed, and they could go back to report to the king. It would be better to return to the city to rest first.

And after returning to Wyzima with everyone using the sorceress's magic, Wayne was savoring the wonderful memory with the Lady of the Lake over and over again in his heart.

It must be said that a goddess is a goddess. Even if she looks so weak, so pure, and so beautiful, her physical strength is not something mortals can compare to.

After some initial ignorant exploration, under the guidance of the experienced witcher, the Goddess learned very quickly. After a few hours together.

Wayne suddenly discovered that a special skill had appeared in his auxiliary skill bar, called Divine Blessing.

Divine Blessing LV1: Resistance to alien states +1, mental resistance +1, soul resistance +1, charm +1.

This skill, which looked very powerful, appeared at this time, undoubtedly because he had slept with a goddess.

And this discovery also made Wayne, who was a little tired, immediately revive on the spot, his vitality doubled, and he became more hardworking. When communicating with the goddess, he was also more attentive, forceful, and cherished every negative-distance contact.

It wasn't until even the Lady of the Lake begged him for mercy that Wayne stopped this great conquest.

Until the end of the matter, he held the beautiful Lady of the Lake in his arms, his palms playing with the goddess's perfect curves, and the goddess also gently stroked his strong body.

Wayne could clearly feel that the goddess's attitude towards him had become much closer, no longer carrying the invisible sense of alienation as in the past. A wonderful bond seemed to have been established between the two.

So, out of a man's possessiveness, he asked:

"My Lady, can you tell me your name?"

Hearing Wayne's question, the goddess's fingers paused slightly, and her eyes, as clear as lake water, became confused for a moment, and then she said in a reminiscent tone:

"In my memory, I should have no name, but it seems a voice told me that my name is Lilith."

"This name, only you know, my warrior."

"In the future, when you want to see me, you can call my name in the lake water."

Wayne nodded, looking at the goddess's beautiful face, and couldn't help but lean down and kiss those delicate red lips again, until the goddess's eyes were blurred, and then he asked again: "Lilith, my goddess, I hope that in the future, you will not appear in this naked form in front of anyone other than me, and do not tell your name to anyone else."

"And you must not do the kind of things we did before with any man other than me."

"This is my request. As your knight, I must protect your purity, protect your body, and protect your reputation."

"Can you agree to my request?"

The Lady of the Lake, Lilith, tilted her head in confusion, not knowing what Wayne's solemn request specifically meant.

However, she was a generous goddess. Facing the only knight she was closest to, the goddess didn't think much and immediately agreed.

She raised her head, kissed Wayne's lips, and answered in a gentle voice:

"I promise you, my warrior, my Wayne."

(Hehe, posting it for you all to see first.) (End of chapter)