Vermut Rosnair

Fallen Knights of Lescatie biography (pre-transformation)
To give his blade to the lord is the highest honor for a knight. These words were passed down as a family motto since Vermut was a child, this was the basis of her philosophy, which was "ideal." Her father, once the head of the Holy Knights, preached to his daughter the way of the knight even after retiring from military service, and taught Vermut and her brothers the art of the sword. For Vermut her father was the knight's ideal, and her brothers, who joined the Order in the future, were also excellent examples for imitation. Someday, like her father and older brothers, she wanted to devote her sword to her master, to become a proud knight and protect the country. Such desires were natural for her, given the environment she grew up in.

However, when Vermut joined the Holy Knights at the age of sixteen, she expected a completely different attitude from the other members. Conversations with men from the aristocratic society of Lescatie, visiting public gatherings for influential people from other countries, wearing unfamiliar dresses every day as decorations. No matter how good her swordplay was, the people around her did not want to see her as "one of the knights," whom she idealized, but as a desired "daughter of a Magister" and gradually alienated her from the way of the sword. Instead of looking for a master to serve, Vermut missed every day when she could not wave with a sword. Such a girl was prompted to the path of the knight by Priest Noscrim, who is the head of his family, who had some influence at that time in Lescatie. The priest learned about the qualities of a hero that she possessed, met with Vermut, and welcomed her as one of the Knights of the Ice Flower, appointing her the knight-bodyguard of Wilmarina. Although Vermut's father expressed negative feelings towards the Priest Noscrim, who at that time could disregard even the king, for Vermut, who for the first time received a proper assessment of her abilities as a knight, it was like salvation. Wilmarina, who possesses exceptional fencing skills combined with a magical talent, and a noble spirit, to be called the strongest hero of Lescatie, was a "master deserving of devoting her sword", which Vermut sought. To be happy with giving her blade to the ideal master, Mrs. Wilmarina, who behaves herself as a knight, to express her gratitude and to be a knight worthy of service to her, Vermut devoted herself entirely to her duties. But no matter how much effort Vermut put in or how much she fought for her, the smile of Wilmarina, her favorite master, to whom she dedicated her sword, was always sad.

"What could she do to help her mistress?" Vermut always thought about it. Even that evening, when the monsters attacked Lescatie, Vermut went to Wilmarina at night to report these incredible news. Nevertheless, when she had found her, she could see something she had never seen before: Wilmarina's face full of happiness.

"You're interested in me? I'm sorry, but I don't have time to be caught up in such things.

...To my lord Lady Wilmarina I proudly devote my sword, for that is the desire of a knight!"

- Vermut Rosnair

Fallen Knights of Lescatie biography (post-transformation)
Vermut, with her sword in hand, was shocked, as if she had been hit on the head with a blunt object, and stupidly looked at the monster. Before her eyes was Mrs. Wilmarina, who had become a monster, with a young soldier whose name she did not know. To become a knight worthy of serving Wilmarina, to whom she dedicated her sword, Vermut continued to train and became closer to her than any other servant. As she wanted to see her happy face, she wanted her mistress to be happy.

"For Wilmarina"

That's what her credo and faith, supporting her as a knight, were. However, the look of Wilmarina, which had a happy smile on her face, was enough to take away her strength in an instant. The "perfect master" she thought of as Wilmarina turned into a monster and even if she blocked her ears, the voice of Wilmarina, full of enjoyment, would still be heard like, along with the sweet words of love that they bestowed on each other, interlacing their limbs, like animals. The fact that the lady really wanted this, the fact that it was something she herself could not give - it was the most humiliating and shocking thing, more than anything else. Looking at the actions of the man and the woman, for whom only the two of them were together, Vermut noticed that the "hero Wilmarina" was only a superficial face and that she did not try to understand the essence of her master, the problems she had, her real hopes. From the lady she wanted to protect, she only saw "the side she wanted to see". Vermut was too immature as a knight and felt her own uselessness - if she realized this, she would have put the blade aside.

The master, who could not be protected only with a sword, the heroine, who was admired by everyone in Lescatie, gave herself up to the pleasure bestowed by the love of her beloved man and became an ordinary woman. Even Vermut noticed how her hand reached out to the bottom of her stomach, so as to console the unhappiness within herself, who could not fulfill her mission as a knight, and now, like the lady in front of her, was looking for pleasure. For her, disciplined control of her desires, which was placed in intensive training with a sword, this was the first experience of masturbation. Pleasure also helped demonic energy from the environment in the blink of an eye to flood her heart. Every time her master reached the peak of pleasure, at the same time Vermut also reached a climax. For her, the image of the "ideal master" become more and more obsence, as well as the figure of the "ideal knight", which serves this master, too, was tainted with lust. By the time Wilmarina completed the act of love with her man, the "ideal" image of Vermut was desperately distorted, and she realized what kind of knight would be suitable for the succubus Wilmarina. There was no reason to refuse an invitation to fall from her mistress.

Even after Vermut was reborn as a succubus, her desire to be a knight and faithfully serve her mistress Wilmarina did not change. Even after she turned into a monster, her goal of becoming a worthy knight did not change and she continued to perform her duties as a blade for Wilmarina. But that night, when Vermut, masturbating alongside, imposed herself on the image of her master, who turned to a monster, she realized that in order to become the same as her mistress, she must seek pleasure. From the moment when she was appointed a dark knight, the joy and desire of violent pleasures prevailed in her chest. A painful masochistic desire for just such a pleasure arose, because otherwise, her position as a personal knight can hardly be confirmed by Wilmarina, because "such a person should be suitable for service". Vermut devotes every evening of every day to masturbation, to punish himself for not being a worthy knight. She dreams of her future husband in obscene fantasies, full of pleasure. Like the lady, she wants to meet a man who will satisfy all her dark desires. A man who will carefully punish her for becoming an unhelpful knight, and corrupting her from the ideal knight to a simple woman. She dreams of a husband who will embody this particular fantasy in reality and make every effort to be the perfect dark knight, so that the taste of the fall would be even more complete.

"Aaaah♥ Please don't stare at me like that... I-I'm a highly proud Dark Knight, different from the other monsters...♥

I-If you insist then...show me you love me by force...♥"

- Vermut Rosnair

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