I had never once called anyone "beautiful" in my entire life.

Even when celebrities appeared on TV and people fawned over how pretty they were, I rarely watched TV in the first place.

The closest I ever came to calling someone pretty was when my mother bought new clothes and asked, "How is it? Doesn’t it look pretty?" and I would reply, "Oh wow, where did you find such pretty clothes?" just to please her.

That was the kind of person I was.

But then, that platinum-blonde female knight appeared before my eyes.

The moment I first saw her, I nearly lost my mind at the sight of such jaw-dropping, overwhelming beauty.

Though, strictly speaking, rather than a "beauty," perhaps the image of an "Amazon" was more fitting.

It was only my first impression, but if I just looked at her platinum-blonde hair—spiky at the ends like a male lion’s mane—and her eyes that seemed to be embedded with sapphires, she was undoubtedly a stunning beauty.

However, she was tall—visibly taller than me—and between her iron gauntlets that reached her elbows and the leather armor on her shoulders, I could see ripples of muscle.

The packed, dense muscles, proving she was the true owner of the massive greatsword lying on the floor, gave onlookers a glimpse of her healthy, powerful physique.

Furthermore, although I hadn’t checked closely, I could guess from the flat, taut stomach pressing against the floor that she likely possessed a tightly knit six-pack.

She was a warrior woman. Calling her a "beauty" might actually scratch the pride of this woman who was currently glaring at me as if she wanted to kill me. So, I decided to classify this beauty as an Amazon.

And upon processing the first impression of this warrior woman, I—

"Hey! How the hell is that... a pig...!"

I unknowingly shouted so loud that the pigsty seemed to ring. I lowered my volume to a whisper only at the very end when addressing the message window, but my outburst was enough to draw the attention of the female knight rolling around in the pig pen.

"Mmmph!! Mmph!!"

[ Fufufu, I see you cannot hide your admiration for my amazing insight! ]

No, you crazy bitch.

Truly, having experienced so many things that shattered my common sense in the span of a few minutes, I couldn’t even speak properly. But this damn message window seemed to think I was admiring it, popping up an SD character emoticon shaped like a goddess with her nose held high in arrogance.

[ Historically speaking, Female Knight equals Sow! And Sow equals Female Knight! There is a reason the term ’Sow Knight’ exists! I specially kidna—summoned the individual most suitable to be a Sow Knight just for you, Awakener! ]

Your methods are certainly decisive!

"..."

Look at those eyes...

Those murderous eyes! If she had been summoned politely like in a fantasy novel, she wouldn’t be looking at me like that. And if you were going to use the word "summon," you shouldn’t have bound her entire body in chains—and you definitely shouldn’t have gagged her...!

[ Hehehe, but the Awakener’s body is quite honest, isn’t it? ]

"Huh?"

What kind of bullshit is that now?! Just as I lowered my head to retort, I found myself instinctively hunching over.

"...Hey, what is this now?"

[ You say ’Hey’? How rude! But regarding the changes to the Awakener’s cock—ahem, phallus—I will explain later, so please bear with it! (SD Goddess icon looking away as if not knowing where to look) ]

No, sure, they say bigger is better. But until just a moment ago, my crotch was average size. Now, it had transformed to a level where it looked like someone had secretly shoved a forearm down my pants. And you expect me to just accept this?

I’ve heard of being robbed blind, but I’m pretty sure I’m the first person in history to have his dick grow massive right before his eyes.

"More importantly, when did you change me like this? You never even told me you were going to do this to my body?!"

[ When I linked the Awakener with the Farm, perhaps? ]

"This bastard... Thank you very much!"

My waist bowed automatically in a deep grasp of gratitude; manners were practically injected into me.

[ Ah, of course, if you fail the tutorial, you might never get to use that super-sized cock for the rest of your life. Oh, wait, since you have a pathetic dick that hasn’t been used for anything other than peeing for years, maybe it doesn’t matter? Pfft-keke. ]

"..."

Fucking bitch.

Anger surged up, but I was more resentful of myself for not being able to refute that.

"Ahem, anyway, that’s not what’s important! Who is that person! What do you intend to do by suddenly kidnapping someone here?!"

[ It is not kidnapping, it is summoning! And that sow’s name is Eleonora Croft. She is 28 years old and, as you can see, she is a sow! She is a pure, chaste sow that I discovered after searching far and wide for the Awakener’s sake! ]

"Could you at least stop calling a kidnapped person a ’sow’ right to their face?"

Even now, the way she was looking at me had gone beyond murderous intent and was overflowing with hatred...!

[ Ah! Then shall I call her a Sow Knight (Planned)? ]

Nothing changed...!

The more I dealt with this thing, the more I felt my insides burning, and I knew it wasn’t a misunderstanding. The message continued to spout obscenities that even I, someone familiar with eroge, would wave off saying ’Whoa, that’s a bit much’—tossing around words like ’Sow, Sow Knight, vulgar piggy bitch’ as if it were exciting.

Setting aside the message’s chatter, I first approached the sow (did I catch the habit?). Right, I didn’t know anything else, but first I had to say it was a misunderstanding, then give a detailed explanation and try to persuade her.

"Uh... Hello?"

"Mmmph!!! Mmmph!!!"

"..."

To talk, I needed to remove the gag. But I was afraid that if I got too close, I’d get tackled and flattened like a pancake. I had no choice but to ask the message.

"Is it possible for me to undo the bindings or something?"

[ It is possible, but I wouldn’t recommend it. That sow is in an untamed state, so the probability of her showing highly hostile behavior toward the Awakener is approaching 99.8%! ]

"...Then what about the gag?"

[ Before that, if you wish to check the condition of that sow first, please look straight at her and move your finger as if turning on a smartphone. ]

Following its instructions, I looked at the female knight lying on the floor and moved my finger. No sooner had I finished the motion than the message window vanished, instantly replaced by a blue screen that looked like a 3D hologram of the female knight, Eleonora.

[ Eleonora Croft ]

Title: The One and Only, One Who Reached the Apex of the Sword, Strongest Female Knight.

Level: Too distant to be measured by the laws of this world!

Age: 28

Height: 181cm

Race: Human (X) -> Sow (Landrace)

Class: Grand Master (X) -> Sow Knight (Planned)

Alignment: Good

Characteristics: A female knight from the Isis Kingdom who reached the realm of Sword Master at a young age of less than 30—and with a female body, no less. Not stopping there, she ascended to the apex, the position of Grand Master. Despite reaching the peak, she resigned from her position as Knight Commander to seek new heights and traveled the world, only to be ~~kidnapped~~ summoned. She is scheduled to be broken in as the Sow Knight of the Breeder Rafe Vesper.

Sow’s Thoughts on the Master Breeder: To humiliate me like this...! I will kill him...!

Sow’s Evaluation of the Master Breeder: It is a miracle you haven’t been cut in two already!

"...Hey."

[ Yes? Is there a problem? ]

"Uh... never mind."

According to the novels I’ve read, a Sword Master is a title granted only to those who have reached a state of enlightenment among knights or swordsmen. But a Grand Master?

Thinking I might have seen it wrong, I blinked my eyes stupidly, and the message popped up as if waiting for this moment.

[ Fufufu, I used quite a bit of power for you, the First Awakener! ]

She’s overpowered...!

As far as I knew, in novels, a single Sword Master is treated as a strategic weapon. But didn’t a Grand Master belong to the ranks of the absolute strongest in the worldview?

I demanded an answer from the SD character, which was swaying its body back and forth like the I Dunno meme. The reply came immediately.

[ They often put their names on the list of Dragon Slayers. Even Ancient Dragons fear these swordsmen who appear maybe once in a millennium! ]

"..."

I said she’s overpowered...!

This wasn’t just about the farm burning down. It looked that way in the picture, but what kind of mindset did it take to throw a walking nuke like this at me?

If I messed with her, the farm wouldn’t just burn; the nation’s territory was in danger of being split in half. Even the status window said I was scheduled to break her in, which made my insides churn even more.

"How am I supposed to do that?! Stop talking nonsense and release her quickly! Send her back to where she came from?!"

[ Fufufu, I know very well. I know why the Awakener is so anxious! ]

"?"

[ As I said before, the Awakener is so weak compared to others that I summoned a sow to protect you. But you are wondering, ’How can I tame that pig?’ You’re thinking, ’Aside from having a big cock, I’m confident I’d lose to a passing stray dog, so how can I tame that Amazon?!’ Aren’t you?! ]

The more I looked at it, the more I wanted to flick its forehead.

[ Did you think I would summon such a violent sow without considering that! Here! Do you see the slot labeled ’Secret ♥’ next to the screen you are viewing? Press it! ]

"..."

Following its words, I moved my finger to the slot labeled Secret ♥ and clicked it. The screen, which had been displaying a hologram of Eleonora’s full body until a moment ago, shifted.

As if reminiscent of the sexual experience status in an eroge, it displayed zoomed-in photos of her breasts, pubic region, and buttocks, along with a stat window and the image of a naked Eleonora.

Hmm, as expected, very attractive royal abs...

"??"

[ Sow’s Secret ♥ ]

Pussy Status: Virgin!

Asshole Status: Virgin!

Mouth Pussy Status: Virgin!

Tit Pussy Status: Virgin!

Evaluation of Pussy: A 28-year-aged hymen is waiting for your cock!

Evaluation of Asshole: A promising hole that expects some hardcore play!

Evaluation of Mouth Pussy: Move over, asshole! The next pussy prospect is right here!

Evaluation of Tit Pussy: Grand Master Milkers.

Overall Review: A walking piece of pornography and a sow with sufficient qualities to be your Sow Knight! Despite reaching the realm of Grand Master, she is a stone-cold virgin who knows nothing of men! Rumor has it that spiders have spun webs in her pussy, but you’ll have to verify the truth yourself!

Training Hint!: She looks strong enough to slice your finger off if you put it in her pussy, but in reality...?

I nearly fainted on the spot.