The Butcher of Sargon (LoL x Arknight Fanfiction)

Garde is a young man.

He's at the peak of his vitality, a man full of energy. Every morning, his body responded to its natural urges. Especially since it was only a month before arriving in the Hotlands that he transitioned from a boy to a man, making him even more susceptible to his desires. From the rainforest to the Hotlands, Garde had been repressing himself for half a month already.

So when a charming, white-haired feline woman suddenly lay on top of him, how could he not react? He wasn't impotent, after all!

In situations like this, it becomes a battle between instinct and reason.

Kal'tsit's body was really soft, probably because of her feline nature, and to Garde, it felt like water. Unlike others who wore cloaks to avoid direct sunlight in the Hotlands, Garde was nearly naked except for a pair of shorts. This was typical attire for Adakrys men in the rainforest, often only adding a cape on top, making him look like a god of destruction from Dragon Ball.

So when Kal'tsit lay on him, her body was essentially in direct contact with his.

At first, it wasn't too bad. But as time passed, Garde found himself distracted, his breathing occasionally catching the subtle scent of Kal'tsit's body.

"Did she put on perfume? Why does she smell so nice?"

Garde's body trembled slightly. It wasn't that he didn't want to hold back, but when certain feelings arise, they're difficult to control. If Kal'tsit had just given him a cold look, he would have quickly snapped out of it. But Kal'tsit's emerald eyes remained emotionless, as if she were a doll.

Garde tried to shift his focus, but once the blood starts rushing to his manhood, the brain isn't exactly in control anymore.

For the first time, there was a faint flicker in Kal'tsit's lifeless, doll-like gaze. 

She noticed something pressing against her lower abdomen. 

The pressure was so strong it almost felt like her stomach was caving in, as though something was about to lift her off the ground. 

This was bound to be noticed by someone, yet she couldn't move away from Garde in the current situation.

What if the cameras caught the sudden tenting of Garde's shorts?

Kal'tsit's hand, which was resting on Garde's waist, pinched him slightly in an attempt to calm him down. She also tried her best to keep herself from being lifted up.

But what could Garde do? He was desperate too!

Why Kal'tsit of all people?

If it were Saria lying on him, there wouldn't be this awkwardness…

Wait... Saria?

At this moment, Garde's peripheral vision caught sight of a piercing gaze.

Saria lay off to the side, her face still showing a calm expression. But her eyes glinted with an icy sharpness, as though they were drilling into Garde's very soul.

It seemed to Garde that Saria was emanating a dark aura of anger.

Is Saria...mad?

Suddenly, Garde regained his composure. 

Although he and Saria were still just boyfriend and girlfriend at this stage, the thought of appearing flirty with another woman in front of his girlfriend made him feel deeply uncomfortable.

He had survived centuries of wrath from Renekton; there was no way an old woman would seduce him!

Garde faintly heard a quiet breath, like the sound of someone breathing in.

In his arms, Kal'tsit's face remained expressionless, but for some reason, Garde felt that her icy features had softened slightly. It wasn't as cold anymore.

No, no, no! Snap out of it, Garde!

Garde forced his eyes open and slammed his fist downward.

Boom!

The 10-meter-long truck was smashed into two by Garde's punch. Amid the chaos of the mechanical convoy, Garde held Kal'tsit in one arm as they landed on the ground. Once he confirmed their safety, he promptly let her go.

"Let's charge in directly!"

Choosing not to overthink things, Garde decided that since his body had already been overtaken by instincts, he might as well go all in.

"Beep beep, the captured individual is attempting to escape. Initiate immediate capture!"

"Shut up!"

Garde hurled his massive axe, slicing through a flying machine mid-air, and sprinted forward, oblivious to the massive tent he was sporting in his shorts.

The tent obviously didn't escape the attention of Kal'tsit and Saria. Kal'tsit remained silent, reflecting on how her presence had stirred such a response the an Adakrys.

Bang!

Saria smashed a mining machine with a punch, glanced coldly at Kal'tsit, and charged toward the mechanical army without a word.

Kal'tsit hesitated briefly as warmth still lingered on her lower abdomen, then eventually started moving again.

"Mon3tr."

Her voice was calm, though it seemed as if something was peeling away from her skin.

Kal'tsit's body wasn't well-suited for combat, and her constitution wasn't great. Normally, entering the Hotlands alone would result in her developing various ailments—heatstroke being the most likely. But despite entering the Hotlands and mingling with the lizardmen's marketplace, she had been completely fine.

This was thanks to her summon—Mon3tr.

Acting like an extension of Kal'tsit herself, Mon3tr enveloped her skin through mimetic coating, shielding her from the extreme temperatures.

In other words, Garde hadn't entirely been in contact with Kal'tsit's body earlier.

Part of what he had been interacting with...was Mon3tr!

From afar, Garde saw Mon3tr peel off from Kal'tsit's skin, transforming into a five-meter-tall behemoth. His face went blank, too distracted to even register the hits he took from the surrounding robots.

So if Mon3tr had been covering Kal'tsit... who exactly had I been... uh... reacting to?

"Mon3tr, deal with the enemies around us!"

Though Kal'tsit's command was clear, Mon3tr didn't immediately obey. Instead, it turned its gaze toward Garde.

"Chirp!"

Mon3tr let out an excited screech, causing Garde to quickly turn away and throw himself into the fight against the robots. Behind him, Kal'tsit's expression stiffened for a moment. She inhaled deeply.

"Mon3tr, stop fooling around. Follow my orders."

Reluctantly, Mon3tr withdrew its gaze from Garde and refocused on the nearby robots, emitting a loud, high-spirited cry.

It was thrilled!

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