NTR School: S Rank Student

Raphael had just finished sending Cat away from his office after fucking her senseless.

The woman would be given a dorm, as was Seraphina, and would live on the school grounds until further notice.

Of course, Raphael would be keeping a watching eye on them at all times, which was currently the job of Evelyn, but he did not tell the Angels that.

Just as he was about to leave, somebody burst into his room without even knocking.

It was a woman from the sword school. She was panting, and her hair and uniform a mess as though she had sprinted miles to get there.

"King Raphael, I've been sent by the Sword Queen to come and collect you." She shouted desperately.

Raphael looked at the panting woman in confusion.

What does Cecilia want from me so urgently?

"A student from your school is in critical condition, from a fight with two intruders."

Upon hearing those next words, Raphael quickly jumped to his feet and ran to the Sword Queens' office, wasting not a single session. For Cecilia to call him herself, meant that it was a student of importance.

One of his maidens.

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Raphael found Lillian lying on a sofa, with Cecilia's hand hovering over her head. It was obvious straight away that the woman was unconscious.

On the other sofas were two naked women being attended to by other healers of the Sword School.

Raphael ignored them for now and hurried over to his Maiden.

"It seems she's used some sort of ability that has put her into a coma. She will live, but there's no telling when she will wake up." Cecilia answered, noticing the worry on Raphael's face.

An ability? So she went past just simply using the holy blade... But what could put her in such a state?

Raphael ran his hair through the woman's green hair, mind focused solely on the fact that she had risked her life for the sake of the school.

He held new admiration for the woman.

Cecilia watched, perhaps with a hint of jealousy in her eyes.

"She was brought here by a woman named Faith. She said they fought against one of these women together."

Raphael turned towards the two naked women on the couch. They were both still alive, though also unconscious and in critical condition.

Based on the tattoos on their bodies, and the fact they were naked, he knew they were Angels sent by King Helix. The eighth and ninth, just like Cat had said.

Hundreds of thoughts ran through Raphael's head in an instant, but it took him no time to figure out what his next moves would be.

"Keep these two under heavy surveillance for now, and when they regain consciousness, have them brought to me. As for Lillian, I'll keep her in the Dragon School medical area-"

"No" Cecilia interrupted bluntly. "She will need the best medical care she can get. Keep her here in the Sword School, and I will ensure that she recovers as soon as possible."

Raphael smiled at the woman in appreciation. He had no time to waste. The sooner Lillian woke up, the better.

"Thank you, Cecilia. I will make sure to pay you back soon."

The Sword Queen's cheeks suddenly began to blush as she returned her focus to Lillian. "It's fine... Just make sure you visit me again soon."

Based on the woman's shy tone, Raphael had a feeling he knew what she meant by "visit".

His lips twisted into a smile as he made his way towards the exit of the room.

Cecilia looked over her shoulder to watch as the man left. She couldn't help but feel worried for him.

He had only been made king so recently, and yet, he was already in such a large conflict.

Yet still, he asked none of the other queens for help. He tackled his enemies with only help from the woman that he called his Maiden.

What is the Dragon King trying to prove? What will it take for him to ask for our aid?

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Raphael made his way down the dormitory halls with a set destination in mind. Once there, he knocked on the door and announced his name.

Swiftly, he was invited inside.

He found Faith sitting on the bed of the room, sipping a cup of tea. The woman's white hair was wet and curly, clearly having just gotten out of the shower, and she wore white loungewear that accentuated her curves.

Raphael's eyes were instantly drawn to her nipples which poked through the fabrics of her clothing, but Faith didn't seem to care.

"My King." She said respectfully, looking up at the blonde-haired man towering over her. "What have I done to deserve such a visit?"

Raphael stared deep into the woman's eyes. Faith looked at him with nothing but respect and admiration, but it was on a professional level.

As if he and the woman could have no connection other than king and subject.

But Raphael did not feel the same way. He wished to be revered as King, but not one that exalted himself so high that he was unable to form relationships.

It was the reason he hardly wore his crown.

Raphael made his way to the woman's bed and sat beside her. She didn't mind, but her surprise was evident on her face.

"First, I want to thank you for aiding Lillian in battle. She's fallen into a coma, due to the stress put on her body."

This confused Faith.

From what she could see during the battle, they were both easy fights for Lillian.

Of course, she had no clue that the woman had rewind time to prevent her death. Nobody did.

Still, she nodded her head towards her king.

"I only did was what right," Faith responded humbly. It felt good to be thanked by Raphael.

"Secondly," The King continued. "I'd like you to become one of my Maidens."

If Faith felt good before, then she felt excellent now. She could hardly believe the words she was hearing but did her best to maintain her excitement lest she ruin the opportunity.

"It would be an honour, my King. I promise that I will serve you with my life." She expressed happily, however, Raphael looked at her with a thoughtful eye.

Have I done something wrong? The woman wondered to herself.

But only moments later, Raphael reached his hands towards her and placed them on the inside of her soft plump thigh, taking her by pleasant surpsise.

Instantly, she felt a tingling feeling spread throughout her body at his touch.

"Show me how much of an honour it would be." The man said, as he slowly moved his hands closer to her lower region.

Faith felt herself becoming wetter with every touch.