• Saint Maffey has been a knight since she was only sixteen years old. Her father deemed her too rebellious, loud and "opinionated" to ever be a suitable debutante for another world noble to marry. So she had the choice between staying home with her mother and enduring her father’s tyranny or proving her worth. She chose the latter and joined the order as an apprentice, quickly climbing the ranks thanks to her abilities and sheer physical strength alone.

• Maffey is not afraid to speak up for herself and she'll do the same for others she cares about, especially the younger female knights. It's not a rare occasion that Saint Sommers complains about women and how annoying he finds them, only for him to be swiftly smacked across his stupidly handsome face by Maffey or have his clothes burned to a crisp by her laser.

"Think twice before you open that big mouth again, young man."

• Just like male Celestials, the female ones also like to buy and own slaves. In her estate she has entire harem of them caring to her every need, but none of them can quite fill her desire for someone who can truly complete her. A partner, but one she'd choose herself, not one picked by her father as if she was just another breeding slave.

A man or woman strong enough to endure her love is rare to find, so she plays with her servants instead. They have quite the struggle pleasuring her properly due to her size, she is a monster compared to those puny humans. Their dicks aren’t big enough, Maffey hardly feels it when they bury their tiny cocks inside her and do their best to thrust as fast as they can without passing out.

"Worthless, all of you, I might as well do it myself."

• Seeing those sharp teeth, I can not help but assume she's a cannibal just like Killingham in my writings. A bit more of a pickier eater than him though, she prefers to eat the strongest of men she can find during hunts and the most precious and pretty virgins. She heats their bodies up before she consumes them, she's a lady after all, not a monster like her fellow knights.

• Maffey smokes about twenty cigars in a day, sometimes more when she's stressed out or on a mission far away from Marie Geoise. The smell of tobacco calms her down, the taste of it cancels out the nasty feeling on her tongue after she shoots out a laser beam. If an oblivious slave walks by her while she's almost done with her cigar, she might grab them and put the cigar out on their tongue or chest.

"And now, say 'thank you Saint Maffey'," she chuckles as the slave bites their tongue to fight the urge to scream and run. "Quick, before you find out what happens to ungrateful slaves."

"Thank you for letting me taste your cigar, Saint Maffey!" The slave squeals back at her, she lets them dangle off the ground just a little longer before dropping them.

• She can not stand Saint Garling, in her eyes he's just an arrogant prick who's eager to become the next Supreme Commander while he makes life harder for everyone else. He doesn’t see the knights as his family like a few others do, he only joined their ranks to achieve his own selfish goals.

• So it's rather surprising to her, when Maffey is tasked to find Garling's child and finds it just as the little bundle was being kidnapped. How strange. She held the tiny thing securely in her hand, it began to scream and wail, perhaps for his mother? Unfortunately she was nowhere to be seen and her mission had been completed.

In the middle of the chaos on God Valley, she walked over dozens of corpses and stepped through flames to return the baby to his caretaker before Garling executed them both like the madman he was.

Suddenly she felt something tug on her blouse, when she looked down she saw the little redhead trying to pull out her boob. She swatted his small hands away and he began to wail, how would Garling ever survive as a father?

"Are ya hungry, you little brat?" Maffey chuckled. "You’re lucky I just had my boy, but little Killi is at home so …"

Maffey pulled down her black top and revealed her chest, in this mess of a battle no one even batted an eye, they were busy saving their own lives. The little brat immediately reached for her tit and latched onto her nipples, as soon as he began to suckle, the older knight began to calm down. She took another drag from her cigar before throwing it away and holding the baby with both of her arms.

"Aren’t you a greedy one? Just like your dear old bastard of a father," she joked, poking the baby's stomach, "Careful with those fangs, feels like I'm feeding a wolf cub."

At least the baby had calmed down, finding peace in the taste of warm milk. Maffey watched the brat drink his fill and wondered where his mother was. Would a man so uptight about blood and purity even think of impregnating a human from this island?

She noticed the baby trying to meet her eyes so she took off her sunglasses and gave the brat all her attention.

Soon, the redhead was full and gave a small, satisfied burp to signal that Maffey could cover herself up again.

"Saint Maffey! I'm so glad you’re here," another knight yelled as he came running towards her. "Are the babies safe?"

"Of course he is," Maffey hummed pridefully.

" … what about the other one?"

Maffey stared at the man and then at the baby.

"There was two?!" She barked at the knight who quickly dodged her swinging blade. "You idiot! If Garling finds out he better slay you first!"

"If Garling finds out what?" There he was, the man himself, half of his face covered in blood and his crescent shaped hair messy and unkempt. "Where are my sons?"

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It's a shame we aren’t getting a new manga chapter this week, but at least I don’t have to worry about her dying until next week. Would y'all be interested in some "Maffey x Reader" stuff?