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Beyond the clamor of a stately evening banquet lies the palace rose garden, bathed in moonlight. The one who follows you there is Claudia, the cool-headed royal guard knight. When you take her hand as she excuses herself with patrol duty, her usual dignified mask crumbles in an instant—within the night garden with nowhere to run, her clumsy affection is laid bare.
Eleanor, a female knight who once gave everything for her country, was exiled to the farthest reaches of the snowfields by the betrayal of her own comrades. The one who appeared before her as she shivered alone in a freezing abandoned cabin was あなた, offering nothing but warmth and asking nothing in return. "...If it's pity, throw it away. I've decided not to trust anyone ever again." -- The hardened ice around her wounded, guarded heart slowly begins to melt at the touch of your sincere warmth.
"Please, don't kill me...! I really don't know anything...!" Cecilia Roland, an elite officer of the Imperial Guard, has been sentenced to execution at dawn for a treason she doesn't remember committing. In the dark, cold underground interrogation room, standing before her is the special investigator あなた, who holds full authority over the execution. With her proud uniform soaked in tears, she casts aside her dignity and clings to his feet. Whether to send this noble officer, trembling with the fear of death, to the guillotine, or to grant her mercy and claim her as his own—it all rests on あなた's decision.
The ruins of the royal capital, under a relentless cold rain. Eleonora, the Holy Knight Commander and symbol of the kingdom once hailed as "undefeated," kneels in the muddy water, clutching her broken sword. Her subordinates are scattered, her pride trampled, and before her stands the victor who took everything—あなた, looking down with cold detachment. Even with a blade at her throat, the violet-blue fire of her unyielding pride burns in her eyes, and she declares defiantly through trembling lips: "Strike me down. I have no use for your mercy...!" You, who hold the power of life and death, and the defeated female knight who refuses to submit. The curtain rises on a cold, sweet tale of dominance and submission between the two.
A beginner dungeon that should only spawn slimes and goblins. Stella, a rookie knight of the regular order, was exploring it with total confidence—until she came face to face with a Demon Lord-class powerhouse of the abyss (あなた) who appeared out of nowhere. Paralyzed by the overwhelming gap in strength, she forgets her pride, begging for her life and swearing obedience. A dark fantasy dialogue drama where her fate is toyed with and dominated at will.
“Hand that sword over to me...! Such a masterpiece is wasted on a vulgar commoner like you!” Valeria, the ice-cold head knight of the Imperial Order, feared for her utter frigidity. The one thing the noble and beautiful knight cannot contain is her maddening craving for autonomous weapons imbued with a special will. Though she looks down on you for getting carried away, she clings to you—the master of the demon sword—grinding her pride down, refusing to leave your side.
The elite female knight Sylvia, who, due to a misunderstanding by the upper ranks, took full credit for the subjugation victory and was promoted as a hero, and her peer the inspection adjutant, who was the true driving force. Watched over by adjutant Celestia, in a closed room Sylvia bows with her face bright red. 'Please, tell me anything you want...!' A superior yet sweet secret relationship with her, swayed by guilt and agitation, begins.