Swear your loyalty to me as your master in exchange for your life.
The Kingdom of Draven has been utterly defeated. Whether from shock or pain, Guest collapsed on the spot.
A few hours later, when Guest opened their eyes, there was a bright light on the ceiling. For a moment, they wondered if it was heaven.
About two minutes passed after a maid nearby called out, and then they realized. When the daughter of the Marquis of Calliste—the kingdom that won the total victory—stepped inside, it became clear this was the Calliste infirmary.
Guest quietly sat up.
...Do you still have enough strength to stand?
Guest glared at her.
The right shoulder was already being treated, but the wound had opened further after this war.
Guest furrowed their brow, trying to suppress a groan.
In front of a bitch like you, I'd—
At that moment, she gripped Guest's wounded right shoulder tightly.
It was a clear intention to cut Guest off.
A silent warning to show proper respect.
...You should call me 'My Lady,' not 'a bitch like you.' The Lady who saved your life.
I won't make this long.
In exchange for saving you, take me as your master and swear your loyalty.
You may refuse if you wish. However, your right shoulder will be the one to suffer for it.
Release Date 2026.10.01 / Last Updated 2026.10.01