"By the way, Commander, what was that skill you just used? I have never seen you using something like that before" One of the Holy Knights asked.
"Ah, you mean [Radiant Ascension]?" Reinhardt replied. "About that, it's a technique I want you all to learn, too."
Thanks to his Divine Trait [Heaven's Memory], Reinhardt could instantly comprehend the principles behind divine techniques. It allowed him to understand every skill and language created under the heavens.
While he couldn't exactly hand over the original god-tier version straight from Dioanax's repertoire, he could certainly teach a simplified form—a "nerfed" variant, so to speak. Still, even downgraded, the power would easily surpass any skill currently known to human knights.
"Ohh" The Holy Knights looked excited, they had all seen how powerful and visually impactful that giant pillar of light falling from the sky was. They too wanted to one day bring down a pillar of light from the sky with just a fist of theirs.
"It's not only this skill, there are other skills that I want all of you to learn and pass it down to your teams. From this point on, I am going to change the entire training regime of the order".
He was the commander of the Temple of Light order, what he says goes. The other had no qualms and simply nodded their head in understanding.
"By the way commander, you woke up at the right time. The Knight Entrance Exam is just around the corner, are you going to show up this time" The holy knights all looked at him with excitement.
The Knight Entrance Exam was a huge event for the Kingdom of Solaris. All the people of the realm keep a close eye on it and the candidates who participate in it. All the young talents who aspire to be a knight, participate in this event and showcase their talent.
For Knight orders who are in ever need of soldiers, it was a good way of recruiting talents into their ranks. Their Temple of Knight order was one of the seven great knight orders of the kingdom and they used to get a good number of young talents from the Knight Entrance Exam every year.
However, after their commander was afflicted with a curse, their order lost its position as one of the top three Knight orders of the kingdom and was now essentially at the bottom of the seven great knight orders.
Now, even that rank was on the verge of being taken away.
Reinhardt intently listened to the situation of their knight order before making up his mind. The gap he left for three years, he needed to make up for it. Now that he possessed the body and essentially became Reinhardt Arcknight of this world, the order of the Temple of Knight belonged to him. He needed to strengthen it to achieve his goals.
"Very well, I will show up in this year's Knight Entrance Exam. I want to see what the other commanders of the knight order are up to. Bob, Marcus and Grey, you three will come with me. The rest will hold the fortress and practice the skills I give you until I return. Is that understood"…
"Yes!!" The holy knights shouted.
"Good, we will leave one week from now".
The day ended with Reinhardt familiarising himself with all the knights of his order and duties he had as a commander.
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The next morning, Reinhardt slowly awoke to a soft warmth layered with a suspiciously pleasant sensation in his crotch. His dick was, for some reason, rock solid and enveloped in a wet sensation.
His brow furrowed. Something was… off. A wet, rhythmic motion that definitely didn't match morning prayer routines was involved. When his eyes opened, his confusion deepened.
Looking down, he saw Anastasia blowing him off. When the latter saw he was up, she swallowed the cum that surged into her mouth before giving him a beautiful smile.
"My lord good morning" She straightened her clothes and wiped off the residue semen from the corner of her lips, appearing all natural as if she wasn't sucking him off just a moment ago.
"You seemed distressed in your sleep. I was merely helping ease your tension."
After their first intimate session yesterday, Anastasia seemed to have awoken to the pleasure that only he could give her and was getting more and more bold when there was no one around.
"Anastasia, this is…" Reinhardt remembered Bob, the latter was one of his Holy Knights and his most trusted aide. He can't do something like this to him.
Anastasia's eyes sparkled with restrained amusement. "Didn't I tell you yesterday> This is just me doing my duty, Lord Reinhardt. One must be thorough when serving their lord. Excellence in all things, isn't that what you used to say?"
Excellence in all things... that is one heck of a way to bend his words. The woman's learned to weaponize professionalism.
Anastasia grabbed his hand and put it under her skirt. It was also then that Reinhardt noticed that she wasn't wearing any panties or stockings, raising her erotic charms even further.
Part of him wanted to protest, morally, logically, and for the sake of Bob's unknowing sanity, but before he could gather his thoughts, she leaned in, lowering her voice to a whisper against his ear.
"Just by looking at my lord's thing, I am already wet. Are you going to ignore me when I need your help? Doesn't the knight code say to help a damsel in distress?
My lord shouldn't worry too much. As long as no one finds out, there's no scandal at all. Consider this... a part of my duty."
Before he knew it, she started mounting him. The blanket was flung to the side, the maid raised her skirt and gently directed his erect dick into her Vagina.
"Kuhhh~… this right there… this is the feeling…" Anastasia's body shuddered as if electricity was shooting all through her body. Her legs went limp and she fell on top of Reinhardt, cuming right away.
[Endless Ardor]... It was a Divine Trait that allowed him endless stamina during love making sessions. Not only that, this trait brings the people who do the deed together and makes the opposite sex' body more and more susceptible to his thing. Well, in short, he was like a Divine Aphrodisiac women cannot forget about after getting a taste.
"Dioanax," he muttered under his breath, "you really did this on purpose, didn't you?"
The god, as always, offered no reply, only faint laughter that somehow echoed in Reinhardt's conscience.