The Princess Knight is Too Strong

Princess Knight of Violation, Evangeline.

It takes less than 10 minutes to explain this game with a title that seems to advertise “I am an adult game” from the name itself.

All you need is a computer, a mouse, and a finger.

Left-click the mouse, and the scene advances.

By clicking the buttons in the corner of the dialogue box, you can use auxiliary functions such as fast-forward, rewind, replay voice, save, and load.

Those certain scenes that appear throughout the story can be replayed anytime from the gallery menu, which is directly accessible from the main screen.

Depending on which option you choose from the occasional binary choices, you can collect different scenes and see a total of three endings.

The end.

“Of all games to be possessed into…”

Muttering in a hollow voice changed nothing.

Leaning on the sink and looking into the mirror, I saw the reflection of a girl with impressively elaborate wavy blonde hair.

Beautiful appearance, elegant dress. The status of a princess of a nation.

She should have been happy—unless there were some unusual circumstances, it would be impossible for her to be unhappy—but unfortunately, those unusual circumstances existed for the girl in the mirror.

The name of the girl in the mirror was Evangeline Failondia.

The protagonist of the adult game “Princess Knight of Violation, Evangeline,”

And a reincarnator who had just recalled memories of her previous life.

“…Alright, let’s calm down.”

That was the brief conclusion I could draw after 30 minutes of facing the mirror alone, repeating despair, verbal abuse, and denial of reality.

If I don’t calm down, nothing will be accomplished.

Taking a deep breath, I tried to summarize my current situation as simply as possible, and it could be condensed into one sentence.

My previous self died, and when I opened my eyes, I was Evangeline.

Then, what should I do from now on?

Surprisingly, it didn’t take long to answer that question.

“Happy ending.”

The only ending in the game where the protagonist Evangeline can maintain her purity.

The happy ending scene, classified as #2, shows Evangeline returning to the kingdom after winning the war and spending her first night with her fiancé, the younger imperial prince.

Of course, I have absolutely no intention of spending any first night.

What matters is the presence of the hymen.

As long as I safely enter the happy ending branch, whatever happens next—breaking off the engagement or blasting the crown prince’s jaw—doesn’t matter at all.

So, how exactly does one achieve the happy ending?

One of the features of “Princess Knight of Violation, Evangeline” is that a choice always appears before viewing a scene.

There are always exactly two options.

And invariably, the first option leads to a scene.

The ending that can be seen only by choosing the second option each time is Scene #2.

It shows Evangeline returning from war with her purity intact and offering her virginity to her fiancé.

And particularly important is the very first choice that appears at the beginning of the game.

‘Not participate in the war as a princess knight/Participate in the war… that was it, probably.’

This choice is especially crucial because it separates the bad ending from all other endings.

If you choose ‘Not participate,’ the Failon Kingdom, Evangeline’s homeland, loses its capital to the Demon King’s army just one year after the invasion begins.

And you can collect Ending Scene #3, which shows all three princesses of the kingdom being taken in a row—a scene only available in the bad ending branch.

On the other hand, if Evangeline participates in the war as a princess knight, the kingdom’s army, with morale boosted to the extreme by her presence, manages to resist the formidable Demon King’s army for a full 5 years and finally succeeds in defending the kingdom.

Of course, that’s only if you reach the happy ending. If you make just one wrong choice during the game and Evangeline is captured alive, the kingdom is defeated.

…Now that I think about it, this really makes no sense. How does the participation of one princess knight turn a war that would end in a year into a five-year resistance?

‘That’s adult games for you.’

It’s foolish to expect much from an adult game’s story in the first place.

Or maybe Evangeline was just that strong.

Anyway, what’s important is not only participating in the war but also not making mistakes during it.

In the game, this was represented by choices, but the world I’ve reincarnated into is reality, not a game.

In reality, there are no predetermined choices, and decisions are subjective, not binary.

Make just one mistake, and I’ll lose my virginity and end up with the normal ending.

“I need to prepare.”

Preparation to avoid mistakes.

Preparation to not lose in the war.

All for Evangeline’s hymen and the happy ending.

“…You want to learn military science?”

“Yes.”

Karl Failond, the 4th King of Failon Kingdom, couldn’t hide his bewilderment.

His second princess, Evangeline, barely 12 years old, had suddenly come begging to learn military science.

“Why on earth do you want to learn military science?”

“…Just because.”

There wasn’t even a reason. Just a baseless “Please let me learn it.”

“Hmm.”

Although he sighed in perplexity, Karl wasn’t a rigid father.

“Well, I suppose it doesn’t matter.”

“Thank you!”

What kind of father would he be if he didn’t gladly allow his child to learn something they expressed a desire for?

Besides, Evangeline was already learning swordsmanship from Sir Scabbard, a knight of the kingdom, so it would be quicker to entrust this to him as well.

“Then, shall I speak to Sir Scabbard about this too?”

“Yes!”

Evangeline replied with a bright voice.

‘Sir Scabbard, huh.’

Somehow the name sounded familiar, so I tried to recall who he was.

Right, there was a scene where, after falling into an enemy trap, Evangeline was captured alongside one of the knights who had gone to war with her, and she was publicly violated in front of that knight.

Sir Scabbard was the name of that knight.

His full name was Raymond Scabbard.

I didn’t expect that he would already have a friendship with Evangeline at this point, two years before the war.

‘So that’s why Evangeline reacted so intensely.’

No wonder he seemed to have a personal connection with Evangeline in that scene.

“I’ve received word from His Majesty.”

To think he was actually Evangeline’s swordsmanship teacher.

“You wish to learn military science.”

“Um, yes.”

When I answered with a somewhat awkward, mumbling tone, Sir Scabbard suddenly frowned deeply.

Why so scary all of a sudden?

“Answers should be short and firm. Have you forgotten?”

“Yes, yes!”

“Without stammering, again!”

“Yes!!”

…This person is more Spartan than I thought.

“…With this, the military science lesson is concluded. Let’s take a short break, then move to the training ground to resume the swordsmanship lesson.”

“Phew.”

As soon as Sir Scabbard finished speaking, I let out a tired sigh and collapsed onto the desk.

“…Maintain your dignity.”

“But it’s so hard.”

In Evangeline’s memories, Sir Scabbard had been merciless even in regular swordsmanship classes.

His personality was equally evident in the military science lessons, and from the very first class, he tortured me—a mere 13-year-old child—with all sorts of proper nouns and technical terms.

“The lessons are too difficult.”

“Didn’t Your Highness say you wanted to learn?”

“Can’t I even say it’s difficult?”

As I grumbled, Sir Scabbard suddenly asked:

“…What change of heart prompted you to want to learn military science?”

“Pardon?”

“The reason I was assigned to teach Your Highness swordsmanship in the first place was due to His Majesty’s order to do something about the Princess’s excess energy.”

Was that it?

While I was slightly shocked by this unexpected truth, Sir Scabbard asked again.

“Is there… a reason why you felt you absolutely had to learn military science?”

As he spoke, Sir Scabbard’s eyes trembled ever so slightly.

Faced with this tiny crack in what had seemed like an impenetrable wall, I opened my mouth as if entranced.

“…Within five years, or as soon as two years. The Demon King’s army might invade.”

“…!”

Upon hearing my words, Sir Scabbard’s eyes widened in surprise.

‘Oh no, did I make a mistake?’

Only then did I realize I had let something slip.

How could my mind become so childlike so soon after entering this 12-year-old body?

As I was wondering how to explain myself, Sir Scabbard’s voice reached me.

“…It seems Your Highness has vaguely sensed it too.”

I have?

Sensed?

What?

“As Your Highness said… recently, monster invasions have intensified at the northwestern border. Though they’re merely sporadic, their force is growing stronger and their frequency increasing.”

He spoke with a deadly serious voice that matched his appearance.

“We speculate they might be the remnants of something banished from the demon realm at the western edge of the continent.”

“Eh, then…”

“That’s right.”

Sir Scabbard nodded briefly.

“Something is stirring in the demon realm beyond the Swamp of Death.”

“…”

“And though we don’t yet know what it is… indeed, as Your Highness suggested, it might be the ‘Demon King’ from the prophecy.”

Sir Scabbard nodded with a grim expression.

…What is that? It’s scary. I never heard about that.

‘But… I see. Some people were already predicting that war would break out.’

Unless the kingdom’s people were fools, they would have been able to infer the general situation even from fragmentary information.

They would naturally have made some preparations for war, which is why they could hold out for a whole year.

In other words, if Evangeline hadn’t participated in the war… despite preparing and fighting back, the kingdom’s capital fell in just one year.

…Will I be able to protect my purity during the five years of war?

“You are truly remarkable, Princess.”

Looking at Sir Scabbard who smiled as he said this, I could only offer an awkward smile in return, unable to say anything else.

Sir Scabbard’s lessons were harsh.

If a princess of your stature was willing to dedicate herself to the kingdom with such foresight, it was a retainer’s duty to do his best to honor that commitment, or so he said.

The swordsmanship lessons became ten times more intense than in Evangeline’s memories, and the military science lessons were just as tough, if not tougher.

Two years passed like that.

And in the 34th year of peace.

News reached the capital that the monster army calling itself the “Demon King’s Army” had simultaneously invaded the Failon Kingdom and the Solaion Holy Nation.