When Lance woke up, he tasted something sweet in his mouth.
Not only that, but his face seemed to be buried in something soft.
A cushion?
He reached his hand up and grabbed at the soft cushion, squeezing gently.
"Owah"
At the same time, a moan left someone's mouth, followed by more of the sweet liquid flowing into his mouth.
Lance looked up.
He was lying in Princess Oakley's lap. One of her breasts had slipped out of her robe and was being used to feed him milk.
He sucked on her pink erect nipple, and with every ounce of milk he swallowed, he felt his body being replenished.
What the... This is delicious.
After realising the farmer was awake, Princess Oakley swiftly pushed him off her lap, hid her exposed body and rose to her feet, dusting herself off.
She struggled to meet his eyes as she spoke.
"I... saw that you had an ability that gave you power through milk. You seemed like you were going to die, and I wanted to thank you for helping me."
After her explanation, he was reminded of the day's events.
He had killed three men in cold blood, all to save the princess.
Surprisingly, he found that he didn't care. From the looks on the men's faces, he could tell that they were up to evil.
However, when he looked down at where the bodies were supposed to be, they weren't there.
"Don't worry. I called the nearby village, Grassville to help clean up the mess. They recognised me as the princess and rushed to our aid."
Her face suddenly went serious, as though she were thinking of something.
Lance guessed that it was to do with the reindeer and their incoming assaults.
"How come you're still here?" He asked. "I know you're a rebellious princess, but don't talk need to return to the Capital City, Spoteria?"
Suddenly, the princess put on a frustrated face, pouting her lip.
"I h-help you in such an... embarrassing way, and all you can do is ask why I'm still here."
She turned towards the door and prepared to leave.
"I knew it. I should have never been so vulnerable in front of you."
However, before she could leave, she felt a hand land on her shoulder spinning around.
There Lance stood, staring down at her with his dark eyes. His gaze seemed to make her blush.
"I didn't mean it like that. I'm very grateful for what you did, and your milk... It was the best milk I've ever tasted."
He spoke the truth, and it only seemed to make her more flustered.
Princess Oakley's milk was sweet like honey. Not to mention, it felt easy to manipulate and allowed him to save both her and himself.
If she hadn't been there earlier, I would have been dead.
Oakley tried to hide how happy she was to hear this.
What an embarrassing compliment... She thought to herself.
But is it true? Does my milk actually taste good?
No... What am I thinking? Imagine if mother and father found out that I had given my milk to a man.
The Princess shook her head free of the lewd thoughts, and cleared her throat, trying to make herself seem royal again.
"The real reason why I stayed is that this place isn't safe for you anymore."
Lance raised a brow. "What do you mean?"
"You're on the outskirts of the kingdom, right next to the reindeer territory. If they continue to attack, your farm will be the first target."
He knew this was true. The snowy mountains in the distance were where they would come from.
But that left the question.
So what am I supposed to do?
Even though he didn't speak out loud, the princess answered.
"Come back to the Capital City, Spoteria with me. We can provide you with a house and money that will help you survive for at least a few months. Afterwards, you can find a job and live comfortably within the city walls. We can continue to provide you with help."
She then met eyes with Lance Mooelot.
"This is a thank you for saving my life. Even if you had to use... inappropriate methods."
The offer took Lance by surprise.
His knowledge of the world told him that Spoteria was a giant city with thousands of residents.
If he moved there, he would truly be able to live a comfortable life, especially with help from the Princess.
But then, his mind went elsewhere.
Was a life of comfort in a city any different from the life he had lived on earth?
Here he had been provided with a way to make more of himself.
Two SSS tier abilities. Even land, a farm, and a muscular handsome body.
From here, he could start to make a name for himself. He could fight against the Reindeers, strengthen his system, and someday help bring the Cow Kingdom back to glory.
His mind had been made up.
"I'm sorry Princess, but I can't come back with you."
The princess's face was filled with shock, but before she could say anything, Lance continued.
"But there might be something else you can do for me."
"Of course." She responded. "As long as it's within reason, I will do what I can to make sure it's provided to you."
Lance thought carefully. He needed to make sure this was definitely what he wanted.
Who am I kidding? Of course, this is what I want.
"I'd like you to send a woman to my farm. Any woman, as long as she can produce milk, and is beautiful. From there I'll be able to take my farm to the next level."
"..."
Princess Oakley's mouth hung open slightly, but she quickly shut it afterwards.
Her face suddenly became more serious.
"Fine. If that's what you want, then it's yours. We will have one brought to you by tomorrow." She responded.
But the way she spoke...
Is that jealousy?
Before he could say anything else, Princess Oakley dipped her head slightly, showing respect to the man who saved her life one more time.
"Be safe, Lance Mooelot. Our kingdom is falling, and we don't know when all-out war will arrive at our doorstep. But when that time comes, we need men like you on our side."
Men like me.
Lance bowed his head respectfully, but the Princess had already started to leave his house.
Before she exited the door, he took one last glance at the way her ass swayed behind her.
At that moment, he swore that one day, he would take a woman like her as his own.
But first, he needed to focus on his farm.