For the rest of the day, Reinhardt's warhorse charged ahead. The two people seated on top of it, bounced up and down, joined at the pelvis. Enjoying the breeze, enjoying the scenery and also enjoying the erotic exercise going underneath the skirt.
To the observers, it looked like the duchess was immersing herself fully in horse riding. The servants felt a warm sensation welling in their hearts. How long had it been since they saw the Duchess enjoying so much and being so free?
And so, for the remainder of the day, they raced behind Reinhardt's horse that kept and kept on charging forward. By the time dusk arrived, both Reinhardt and Verdia were completely drenched in sweat and slurry of liquid that had a weird salty smell.
"Madam" the maids came forward to support Verdia who was out of breath. Of course, she had already made sure to button her shirt and hide any trace of their carnal activity.
"Your grace, are you alright?" the maids asked in concern. They had never seen Verdia so exhausted.
"I'm alright, It felt so good riding the horse that I forgot about my stamina"…
"Your grace is a diligent learner"...
"Yes… yes, it almost looked like you were natural"…
The servants clapped their in praise. Nobody noticed the white liquid sliding through her legs and skirt.
"I am tired now, so I would like to rest in the carriage. Don't allow anyone to disturb me".
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The next day came, and the order moved out at the first signs of dawn. Unlike usual, sitting with Reinhardt on his horse, Verdia sat inside the carriage with Arthur.
Reinhardt also felt that it was the right choice after all, whenever he was with her his head would go blank, and he would start doing things that would give him a guilty conscience for the rest of the day.
Thanks to covering a lot of ground yesterday, their order reached the capital before the sun could set.
One of the knights bearing the flag of the Arcknight family strode forward and the guards at the gate quickly and respectfully cleared a path for them to head in. As one would expect of a noble, they are treated differently no matter where they are.
While being showered with revered gazes from all around, the horses and carriages of the Arcknight family headed in. As soon as they passed through the gate a marvellous sight was waiting for them.
As one would expect of the capital of the kingdom, the Solaris city was the testament of prosperity and grandeur. Its building were architectural phenomenon, planned and built strategically. Its streets were made of carved stones providing stability and smoothness that no other city in the kingdom could compare with.
Beautiful fountains dotted the streets and markets sprawling with vibrant colors, enticing aromas, exquisite goods brought in a hum of lively trade.
Solaris was an eye candy for anyone coming from other places; however, its most distinctive feature was neither its well built buildings, bustling markets or streets, it was the two things that caught people eyes as soon as they entered.
Lying in the center of the city was a grand palace, adorned with intricate carvings and tall spires that dominated the skyline of the city. Its pristine white color mixed with gold, attracted eyes from all around the city.
The grand architecture that stood as an authoritative and unbreakable symbol was none other than the royal palace. The other sight that took people's breath away was the the grand cathedral, a magnificent structure of stained glass and soaring arches, serving as the city's heart, a symbol of its divine foundation.
Most importantly, the cathedral also had the altars that all humans in the kingdom needed to access to change their class.
Altars are the divine gift by the old gods of Gaia before they died. It was one of the main weapons left behind them to give the inhabitants of this world a fighting chance against the demons.
Reinhardt and his order headed for the cathedral first. Since many of the knights and squires haven't accessed the altar for quite a while, they needed to go there first and have their status updated.
"All those who are below level three head for the eastern hall. Below level six should head for the central hall. All those who are above level 6 follow me" Reinhardt gave out orders. Assigning a fair number of knights and servants as escorts for Verdia and Arthur, he headed in.
"Wait brother, I will come with you too" Arthur decided to come with him.
Inside the second floor of the cathedral that only a small number of people in the entire kingdom can enter, Reinhardt stepped in with his entourage.
Inside, an old man wearing pristine white cassock, was talking with a young man with muscular build and carrying a huge sword behind his back. When the man in the cassock saw Reinhardt coming in, he showed a gentle smile and turned his head to address.
"Lord Reinhardt, it is has been a while. I see that the rumor is indeed true"…
"Bishop" Reinhardt bowed his head lightly.
"Reinhardt!!" it was also at this moment that the young man turned around. Spurred on by one of the most famous names that every person in the kingdom knew about.
"Are you that Sir Reinhardt? The legendary level 10 Divine Paladin?"…
"That's right, Moppo, he is one of the three pillars of Solaris whose valor and might makes even the demons cower in fear" The one to answer him was the Bishop. He then introduced the young man to Reinhardt.
"Reinhardt, this is Moppo, one of the most promising candidates in the Knight Entrance Exam"…
The former glanced at the young man and nodded his head.
"Woah, you really are Sir Reinhardt?! As I thought, you look way different from the pictures. How can an image capture the grandeur of a legendary knight" Like yet another fan of Reinhardt, Moppo kept on talking.
"Ahem, Moppo can you give us a moment? I have something important to talk with him".