Cousin and Female Cousin...

"Sir, let me serve you so you can rest..."

When Eve left, Sheryl lowered her longsword and stripped off her loose robe, revealing the combat gear underneath.

The black knight's elastic leggings hugged her skin tightly, outlining a pair of alluring, long legs. Her waist was enclosed by a piece of leather armor akin to sensual attire, making it appear exceptionally slender. Surprisingly, despite being tall and lean, she possessed a pair of high, full breasts that were rendered all the more tempting by the leather armor!

She walked toward An Yang step by step with her long legs, coupled with her cold and stunning face, radiating the temptation of a female knight everywhere!

An Yang was slightly stunned.

This was the first time Sheryl had addressed him as Sir!

Although Sheryl had sworn allegiance to him in the past and had always been deeply respectful, she had always maintained that tiny bit of a cousin's reserve in her heart, refusing to truly use this honorific with him.

Next came astonishment at Sheryl's actions. In An Yang's mind, whether it was the icy Cousin Sheryl or the proud Cousin Lydia, both were rather reserved women. At most, Sheryl would sometimes hint at him vaguely without getting too entangled, yet he never expected her to be so bold today.

Sheryl walked with a swaying gait, her hips rocking from side to side, and soon reached before him, lowering her head to look at him with anticipation.

"Sir..."

An Yang's breathing grew slightly heavy.

After all, he was not some old fogey who had spent centuries on academic research, nor had his physical functions degenerated; furthermore, the temptation of the usually cold and stunning Sheryl was simply too powerful!

Being called Sir with such temptation by his own cousin was inherently a