Chapter 1 : The Knighthood shall die with me Chapter 2 : Sir Henry, Destroyer of Common Slimes Chapter 3 : Aim for the water, not your own dignity! Chapter 4 : I am the kind that makes reenactments real Chapter 5 : I am officially turning into a scrap digger Chapter 6 : You can’t twist what I don’t say Chapter 7 : How many passives do I even have? Chapter 8 : What sort of magic bases itself on probability? Chapter 9 : How will you punish me, good Sir? Chapter 10 : I don’t care about romantic interests! Chapter 11 : I am my armor, and my armor is I Chapter 12 : You could very well be the reason slimes exist! Chapter 13 : You underestimate my capacity for poor decisions and misplaced perseverance Chapter 14 : You appear to be in grave distress! Chapter 15 : Impudent sorceress! Chapter 16 : It is for you, Lady Anabeth, that I restrain such devastation Chapter 17 : THY STATION IS AMONG STONES, NOT STOMACHS! Chapter 18 : The doctrine of arithmetically justified violence! Chapter 19 : The sacred rite of Reconstitution through Alchemical Faith! Chapter 20 : Observe the symmetry! Chapter 21 : Merchants shall know the weight of my purse Chapter 22 : Merchants shall know the weight of my purse Chapter 23 : Place your hand here, Ser Chapter 24 : You possess a touch that would make a lady flinch Chapter 25 : Oh, there are many ways to ask a lady to give you head Chapter 26 : Ah! I’m hurt! Chapter 27 : Can I get my reward, Sir? Chapter 28 : I just prod things with my sword Chapter 29 : My first thank you from Sir Knight himself! Chapter 30 : A knight must take the valiant path Chapter 31 : A sellable bauble was a sellable bauble Chapter 32 : This thing could murder me in two strikes Chapter 33 : A valiant knight always had a Plan B Chapter 34 : A valiant knight always had a Plan B Chapter 35 : He didn’t even know I had just saved his ink shelf Chapter 36 : Getting cozy with each other already! Chapter 37 : The Foundational Manifold of Meridian-Coupled Vector Delineation Chapter 38 : A polite, well-mannered crackle of electricity Chapter 39 : My perfect beam of concentrated disapproval Chapter 40 : Anything you desire, Good Sir Chapter 41 : Serenading the golem Chapter 42 : I didn’t realize you had . . . flesh Chapter 43 : YOUR TEETH ARE NOT REQUIRED FOR HER EVENTUAL ACQUISITION Chapter 44 : Maybe this was who she really was Chapter 45 : People like her didn’t stay Chapter 46 : Saint Merin forbade me from fighting on equal grounds Chapter 47 : Knights are famously susceptible to morale degradation if confined indoors too long