Stephanie Walker was one of the students in the class who were summoned to another world, one governed by war and individual power.

She had long straight black hair with a straight cut fringe, eye mascara and some light makeup. She had a large chest for her age, equal in size to Princess Zoerina's breasts, which was completely revealed by her elastic long sleeve shirt.

She also wore a short skirt and solid black stockings, an appearance that attracted countless guys, but she still remained single to date.

Her greatest flaw was her obsession with maintaining the image of herself and would judge others based on their usefulness. She wouldn't outright be rude to anyone, but would often reject associating with others or brush them off if she viewed them as useless.

She ran her own Instagram account and had a large following before the summoning, and now, she instinctively wanted to get closer to the princess. Becoming close to such a powerful figure would instantly elevate her social position to the upper echelons, irrelevant to the world.

Of course, there was the option of marriage, but the princess and her were both women so that wouldn't work. The king himself was unlikely to be interested in her but had likely sired a few sons, so if she could win their favor, the marriage card was back on the table.

If she was going to marry into power, she at least wanted to marry into the top, even the crown prince if possible. Concubines were a thought which she was unappealing to her, but being a legitimate queen immediately outweighed it.

"Excuse me," Stephanie spoke up nervously, speaking to both Wallanther XII and Princess Zoerina, "how do you know so much about our world?"

Zoerina smiled in response and straightforwardly, "Because you are not the only Earthlings who have crossed over into our world. There are those who have come into our world for all number of reasons, each very powerful if given time to grow and that they don't die along the way."

"Did they ever return home?"

"None that we know of. Some travelled, many settled down and had families. Others tried to change the kingdom, end slavery, make new inventions, some useful, many not so much due to the presence of magic and levels."

Elija, one of the few black kids in the class and someone outspoken about his view of justice, visibly flinched at the mention of the existence of slavery. He had the intelligence to not say anything out loud against it given his current circumstances.

"So, the maids…?" Stephanie temperately asked.

"Correct. About 300 years ago in our world, a man named Tomiko had died in his original world due to a man falling asleep behind the wheel of a truck and running over him. He was reborn in this world to a Count, which we didn't discover until he was 15 years old. He spread maid dresses all over the country and it became quite the trend at the time. It has since remained as a professional attire."

This new was shocking and dispiriting toward the summoned heroes. It was shocking to learn that other earthlings had come over to this world, and it wasn't through a summoning either. They were dispirited however, to learn that there are no records of them ever finding a way home.

Stephanie was afraid of this new world and all its dangers, but there was a small part of her that was excited. She was a <Lv. 1> Tamer, a class which the world, or possibly some god, had decided for her.

[

Species: Human (Otherworld Traveller)

Name: Stephenie Walker

Class: Tamer

Age: 17

Mana: 50/50

Exp: 0/80

Level: 1

Str: 7

Dex: 10

End: 6

Vit: 8

Int: 10

Mnd: 10

Lck: 10

Skills:

Otherworld Traveller (Racial) <Lv. MAX>

Appraisal <Lv. 1>

Temptation <Lv. 1>

• Alluring Dance – 5 mana/min

Taming <Lv. 1>

• Submission Collar – 10 mana

Titles:

Otherworld Hero, Otherworld Traveller

]

[

Otherworld Hero: One who travelled from another world to become a savior, raising swords of holy light and protecting the population from danger.

Conditions: Crossed over from another world under the prayer of salvation.

Effects:

• Double base stat points on level up

• Double skill exp]

[

Otherworld Traveller: One who crossed over a world barrier. He who is imbued by the Powers that Be to either fulfil a destiny or defy one.

Conditions: Crossed over from another world without passing through the path of reincarnation.

Effects:

• Automatic translation to language of country summoned to or initially entered.

• 20% less experience required to level up.

]

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Royal Mage Carrion cleared his throat and asked the students and Ms. Greenwood, "Heroes, next we will examine your classes and decide the best initial training and diet regime for you. One at a time, starting from you on the left, what are your classes?"

An attendant, perhaps a scribe, quickly appeared beside the royal mage and began to take notes on everything said, particularly focusing on the heroes' classes.

Some of the students were reluctant about giving out the details on their classes and stats, but were quickly coerced into sharing the details. Regardless of anybody's opinions, their fates were currently truly tied to the Maple Dragon Kingdom.

Among the students, many people were finding new friendships as everyone was united under a common disaster. Several of the popular kids became even more popular as students flocked around them.

Jake, the football quarterback and most idolised boy in school, awakened to the Hero class and had the highest base stats. Even Princess Zoerina visibly brightened and kept showing kind smiles toward him whenever he looked in her direction.

Even his girlfriend, Jessica, was a Holy Maiden, an equally rare and valuable class which was destined to accompany the Hero. Others were impressive things such as rare mage classes, Blademaster, Assassin, Strategist, Illusionist etc.

Alex was the opposite of this. He had a very basic production class of a Compounder, and even had what appeared to be the lowest base stats out of everyone. Nobody paid attention to him, and he even begun to develop an inferiority complex which made him even more introverted.

He kept his head low and remained silent as everyone interacted with one another. He felt as if everyone was secretly considering him a useless and wished he wasn't there.

"Heroes, arriving at a new world is a tiring ordeal. We will have you show to where you will rest," the king announced and several palace maid immediately stepped forth. "Quarters for you all have been prepared in the western wing of the castle, Our daughter or a minister will be present to address any questions or needs you have."

Wallanther XII then returned to the upper stage where his throne was and stood before one of the giant pillar windows, gazing outside over his kingdom while his minister read him reports and asked for his guidance on policy proposals.

"Heroes, please follow me," Princess Zoerina said and lead them out of the throne room along with two lines of maids.

They walked through the giant halls of the castle in awe, marvelling at the architecture now that the initial fear of an alien environment had settled down.

Alex, hanging out the back of the crowd, looked out any windows they passed and stared at the scenery outside.

The giant castle took up an area far greater than any construction he had seen on Earth. It had giant buttresses and stone carvings of monsters along the ceiling, made up from blocks of stone as big as cars.

Beyond the castle, on lower ground and covering some hills, lay a giant circular city covered in buildings made of a mixture of wood, stone blocks and cement, while nearly all seemed to have unform red tile rooves.

He could see people moving about the streets as countless small dots, like a horde of worker ants.

"Heroes, this is where all of your room will be. They are all similar, so feel free to choose any one of them," One of the maids politely informed the students and teacher with a curtsy.

After choosing a room, each hero was assigned one maid each to help them settle into their rooms and provide anything they required. They were all extremely beautiful and several of the single student secretly buried fantasies of having an illicit relationship with the one assigned to them.

"Greetings, hero, this humble maid is Irene. Please use me to request anything you require," A stunning woman with a black hair cut straight at her shoulders curtsied to Alex and formally said.

Alex stared at her and was at a loss for words. Her maid uniform clung to her upper body, revealing the full shape of her large breasts and slender stomach before the dress flared out.

"Eh, yes… of course," Alex awkwardly answered whilst avoiding eye contact with the maid. He felt that she must be the most beautiful maid out of all the ones assigned to the students, yet for some reason had ended up by his side.

"Hero, I will prepare several sets of clothing for you, both casual and formal. I will also arrange for combat armor and weapons to be provided for you by tomorrow by the castle craftsmen. Do you require any specific armor, weapons or clothing?"

"No… I don't know. What do I need?"

"I understand. What is your class and its skills, hero?"

"Oh, I am a <Lv. 1> Compounder, and my skills are Appraisal and Compounding."

"So, you are a useless hero."

Alex flinched at the harsh words the beautiful maid said without shifting her smiling expression.

"Am I… useless?"

"More or less. You do still hold the advantages of a hero though."

"But my class is a production class, one in basic alchemy… Even if I level up faster, would I truly become stronger?"

Alex had played a lot of games and read even more novels, and he know that production workers weren't meant for the front lines. There were plenty of stories of those becoming the strongest as a blacksmith, villager, even a sculptor, but this world did not have conveniences such as the weakest class being the strongest, or being able to use modern knowledge to overpower a medieval society.

"Hero, you do not understand the greatest strength of being a hero."

"Eh… what is it then?"

"It is the ability to change destiny. His highness values this trait very highly and hopes for all of you heroes to become stronger and display this trait."

Alex was somewhat comforted by these words, but still nervous and insecure.

"Now hero, please strip."

"…W-what?"

"I need to take measurements of your body for the tailors to adjust the clothing to the correct size, so please strip off your clothes."Alex was highly embarrassed and nervous as the maid patiently waited for him to remove his clothes. He gradually took his socks and shoes off, before unbuttoning his shirt and removing his outer clothing.

He looked up at the maid, who was still patiently waiting there with the same smile on her face as she eyed up his body, which was scrawny and something he felt embarrassed about. He still had his underwear on, but after seeing the maid still not moving, he slowly and nervously took them off before covering his privates with his hands.

Irene the maid didn't hesitate at all and pulled out a tape measure from some unknown pocket in her maid uniform before approaching Alex.

"Arms up," she said casually, placing her hands under his arms and raising them up to the sides in a T-position with a god-like strength.

She took the tape measure and wrapped it around his chest, her cold fingers gently brushing against his chest. She then proceeded to measure his arms, legs, inside seam, waist, shoulders, and neck for some reason.

The occasional touch from the fingers of the beautiful maid caused Alex's penis to long since become rock hard, although the maid never slowed her pace down, even as it throbbed. At the end, she seemed to reach for his erection, but suddenly halted and changed to measuring it from the side while ensuring she didn't touch it directly.

'Surely this… No, this definitely isn't necessary, right?' Alex thought to himself in grief and utmost embarrassment as the maid even wrote down his penis size and estimated girth on the small notepad.

He was bright red and simply wish to find a hole to crawl in.

"Hero, that is all," the maid said while maintaining her original smile. "I will immediately pass this information along to the tailors, and also have them prepare some beginners armor and a sword and shield. You may not have skills in either of them, but constant use can earn you the skills. Do you require anything to eat while I am making arrangements?"

"Eh… yes… something to eat, please," Alex said nervously as he hurriedly tried to cover himself up again with his hands.

"Of course, I will be back momentarily, hero. Until then, please become accustomed to your room and feel free to gather with any of the other heroes. The princess is also checking on the heroes, so even though you are a hero, do ensure you are as polite as possible. This will allow you to have a good impression in the castle."

Irene then curtsied and left the room, leaving Alex to scramble to put his clothes on again. He didn't believe the princess would walk into his room at that moment, but the possibility of it happening, and the consequences of him revealing himself indecently to royalty… scare him so much he immediately went limp.

~~~~~

Princess Zoerina had followed Jake Campbell into his room alongside the maid assigned to him. He was the Hero among the heroes, and as such, she naturally attached a great importance to him.

"Princess… can I help you with something?" Jake asked, unsure why this beautiful woman followed him and the maid into his room.

"Oh, it's nothing of importance, I just want to make sure you get settled in properly. Maid, hand me the tape."

The maid didn't dare speak back and immediately handed the princess a measuring tape.

"Now, we need to ensure that you get the best clothes fitting you status, don't we?"

Zoerina eyed Jake with her sharp gaze and smiled, as she closed in on him and practically pressed her body against him as she wrapped the tape measure around his chest.

"Tell me, hero, do you think I'm beautiful?" The princess stared directly into Jake's eyes, her alluring scent practically engulfing his senses.

"Ye-yes, of course."

"How beautiful?"

A hand pressed against his chest and pushed him against the wall as there was less than an inch distance between their two bodies.

"…Very beautiful…"

"Just very?"

The princess' smile was almost like that of a child with a new toy as she ran her fingers around his chest and softly tugging on his clothes.

"That is…"

"You don't need to be so nervous, hero. Did you know that you, as the Hero, has the greatest chance of becoming my husband after the demon king is slain?"

"This… Unfortunately, princess, I currently already have a girlfriend."

Jake suddenly got his footing back during the conversation and raised his hand, placing them on the princess' shoulders and pushing her back to arm's length. At least, he tried to, but her body was like it was cemented in place and refused to budge.

Princess Zoerina giggled and said, "This world is different from yours, hero. Here, it is common for great people to take on many wives or husbands, sometimes both. I just wish to ensure that my future spouse, becomes the greatest he can become."

"I am still faithful."

"Are you? But the moment I mentioned the possibility of multiple wives, your heart immediately sped up," The princess effortlessly pinned him to the wall while pressing her hand against his chest, "Just feel how hard it is pumping. You like the idea, don't you?"

"It is irrelevant, I cannot betray Jess."

"The Holy Maiden, yes? Perhaps you feel that she is better than me?"

"It is not a matter of who is better. I won't betray her."

"Well then that truly is a shame," Zoerina's voice didn't change, but there was suddenly an icy cold undertone in her speech. "My future husband doesn't want me, but wants a different woman. Although his heart is full of desire, it is riddled with guilt. This weakness… is truly a shame. Do I need to help you conquer this weakness?"

"…What are you saying?"

"That if there wasn't a Holy Maiden, this weakness would go away, wouldn't it?"

"You!-"

Zoerina grabbed Jake by the collar and pulled him down with a strength he couldn't resist, pressing his face in her heavenly bosom before wrapping her arms around his head and gently saying.

"Now, I can't have my future husband having weaknesses, do you understand?"

Zoerina's scent of flowers, and perhaps a slight amount of sweat, overwhelmed Jake senses even through her crimson dress as he face was smothered by her breasts. He was having strongly conflicted feelings of terror from her overwhelming strength, while also pure pleasure from the alluring scent and the feeling of her breasts pressing against the side of his face.

From the mixed emotion, he didn't try to remove his head, and gently nodded and mumbled, "You cannot harm her."

"Of course, I do not want such a thing. But my future husband needs to behave and do as he is told."

Her fingers combed through Jake's hair as he briefly nodded again.

"Very good. Also, I recall all the fantasy tales from your world. Did you know, that our royal family has the bloodline of dragons? My bloodline is the thickest since the third emperor, I even have a dragon's scale on my lower back. Perhaps you wish to see it? Touch it?"

"If you do your best, then you will get to feel the greatest pleasures this dragon princess can give you."

Zoerina then released Jake and passed the measuring tape to the maid, who was still waiting in the room as if nothing had transpired. She ordered the maid to ensure he got the best clothing and equipment available before leaving to check on the other heroes.

Jake stood there in silence and allowed the maid to take his measurements. He had verbally refused the princesses enticements, but his heart was already guilty.

And she knew it too.