The Eunuch Ate It All 403

Chapter 403 – Golden Mansion (3)

To a knight, mana practice was more important than life.

The reason they were able to fight against soldiers holding spears and swords with one hundred men per man was not only because of the iron armor covering their entire bodies, but more than anything, it was because they could control mana.

The difference between a superhuman and an ordinary person lies in whether they can handle mana.

The supernatural power called mana was enough to turn a human being into a weapon, and that power soon led to power.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the Empire’s conquest of the continent against subspecies that were several or ten times stronger than humans was thanks to the Mana practice that humanity had improved and developed over generations.

Those standing at the cutting edge were beings called knights.

Humanity’s strongest weapon.

A being who can fight against an ogre the size of a house while holding only a single sword.

So, in a way, it was natural to keep the contents of the Mana Practice a top secret and to classify stealing or spying on it as a serious crime under imperial law.

Therefore, entry to Balthazar’s dance hall was prohibited, not only to servants but also to family guests.

In other words, it was Seojun’s first time here.

“Seueueueu-ha.”

The air was very nice.

I feel clean air without any impurities passing through my nose and being sucked into my lungs.

It looks like they installed an air purification device using magic stones. Hey, extravagant bastards…

“What is that guy?”

“They say he was a mercenary brought in by the youngest Young master.”

“Why did the mercenary come here?”

“I think Lord Sarah brought it here.”

“What do you two have? Didn’t you hit rice cake?”

“Looking at that guy’s appearance, it looks like he sucked his dick even if he didn’t make rice cake.”

As I looked around at my son-in-law, onlookers were gathering one by one.

In case someone says they are men, they talk a lot about this one girl.

There were only a dozen knights among them, and the remaining maids and servants were squires who ran around until their soles were on fire.

Most of them were babies that had not even grown a single hair on the pepper yet.

When a knight asks for water, they bring it to him in a hurry, wipe him when he sweats, and even use his sword or shield to act as a punching bag.

Looking closely, I realized that the bosses at small companies are so abusive that I don’t even dare to show them my business card.

If I behaved immaturely, I would often get slapped in the face, and I would also get scolded using the excuse of improving my physical strength.

It is said that some people even get sexually harassed or even raped…

Ouch chew- the smell of poop…!

In any case, even if he was a noble from a fairly famous family, the squire had to endure the abuse of power from the knight.

The reason was that the knights’ teachings took the form of a kind of apprenticeship.

They could only learn Mana exercises from the senior knights they served, and further receive instruction in swordsmanship.

The driver said, “I didn’t know. Fuck you!” And if you don’t teach him the mana practice method, that bastard will fail to become a knight.

So, if you want to open your ass, what should you do?

“That mercenary guy is sparring? With whom?”

“I think it’s Coulson.”

“Oh my gosh, Colson, that bastard-, Sera- he sang so loudly…”

Hehe-Why, you look manly and nice. “After you win, they’ll ask you to give it a try, right?”

Sir Coulson Malta, who was crossing swords with the black-haired mercenary, was also a rookie who had just received a knighthood last year after serving as such a shitty squire for 5 years.

Of course, my blood boils.

I ran around with a canteen for five years, and all the absurdities and absurdities I faced from senior knights were still stuck in my mind like calluses on my palms.

In the world of all men, once a man was looked down upon, it was the end.

Anyone who has ever experienced a group full of men will know this well.

If you tolerated someone tapping your shoulder once, another person would trip on you the next day, and another person would hit you in the back the next day.

In the end, I had to vent my anger at some point.

In the end, power had to be revealed at some point.

Who would say that a wild animal is a wild animal after seeing it locked in a cage and crouching all day long, 365 days a year?

So, this situation came at the right time for Coulson – a golden opportunity.

It was truly appropriate to raise my crouching body and boldly display my well-honed claws.

And that’s it.

For the past five years, he has not been able to sleep to the point where his tongue was sprouting, and his hair has fallen out, so much so that he has been able to survive while taking care of the senior knights.

Wasn’t it thanks to the female knight Serra Camelot, whose blonde hair hung down to her waist?

Even though Coulson was not her direct squire, he came to her practice every day.
And before she even started sweating, he took her handkerchief or put pine needles in her glass of water before she was thirsty.

Despite this, she never once looked directly into Coulson’s eyes.

If I brought you something, he would say thank you, but his eyes would be looking somewhere else. Even if their eyes met, their eyes were emotionless, as if they were looking at a stray dog ​​or stray cat running down the road.

“Yeah, no, kid. This bastard is greedy. “Fuck.” Those were the words of the senior knight.

Yes, Coulson had her barmaid as her mother – she was more often called by her nickname, Seo-ja, than by her name ever since she was born.

On the other hand, what about Serah Camelot?

She was the daughter of a promising knightly family belonging to the Balthazar family, and a beautiful young woman with a bright future.

She was told that more than a dozen wedding invitations poured in to her every month.
They say there are children of families that everyone knows by name.

On the other hand, this one-?

Beomjae, who was born as a bastard, only realized mana after practicing Mana practice for 5 years…

Even if we didn’t want to compare, comparisons were bound to happen naturally.

Nevertheless, I am better than that gisaeng brother mercenary guy…! The thought was clear.

So, Serah willingly accepted Camelot’s request for a sparring match.

Moreover, wasn’t it a historic day when she made eye contact with him for the first time?
The moment her eyes met, it seemed as if he could already hear the sound of church bells announcing the wedding and the sound of champagne popping in his head.

And she, wearing a pure white dress and smiling like a flower -, Sera Camelot…!

No, Sarah Malta…! Ah, how beautiful…!

“Yumma.”

While I was thinking about this and examining the state of the blade, a man with black hair who was standing across from me called out to Coulson in a low voice.

“Hey, brat.”

“···What? Me?”

Coulson couldn’t believe his ears.

How dare that mercenary bastard call me a knight…?

“Are you a bastard?”

“···Huh?”

“You fucking bastard. You’ve never done it before. Right, brat?”

“···.”

Coulson’s face turned red.

It wasn’t just because of the dirty talk of the mercenary who was making a joke at the end of every word.

It was because he hit the nail on the head, as if he was trying to turn Coulson inside out.

“Ha···. “The little bastard hasn’t even tasted a woman’s vagina until he’s that age. It’s really pathetic, pathetic…”

A voice mumbling something lamentable penetrates Colson’s ears and makes his chest ache.

“What are you talking about-? You idiot, you’ve lost your mind! How dare the mercenary who was making a fuss on the street…!”

When Coulson screamed in rage, the attention that was already attracted to him suddenly gathered.

Even the high-ranking seniors look at the two people.

Sigh-!

Coulson couldn’t say anything more, so he just shut his mouth.
That damn bastard-! A fire broke out inside me, but what can I do? If a guy who had just been ordained as a knight spoke up, there could be an argument among the senior knights.

And the fuck – to be exact, it’s not that I couldn’t experience it, it’s that I didn’t do it.

Since the only person he dreamed of as his first partner was Serah Camelot, it would be more accurate to say that he maintained his chastity.

Still, I can’t let it go like this – I felt like I needed to say something, so the moment I was about to open my lips, that guy suddenly pointed to one side.

Serah was on the side where Lord Camelot was.

“Use, but you, this bastard, have been looking over there since a while ago, no way…”

Coulson shakes his shoulders, and the guy chuckles.

“This is a completely underdeveloped bastard…? Hey, don’t you know how good that bitch treats you? Huh?”

“···What? “This crazy bastard…!”

At those words, Coulson’s expression distorted like a demon.

Even if it was like that just now, there is no way you can touch Lord Sera…!

“Among the drivers here, there isn’t one who hasn’t slept with that bitch? “You really didn’t know this guy?”

Coulson’s legs, which were about to attack at once while raising his mana, suddenly lost strength.

The once bright eyes become dim and the wrinkles between the distorted eyebrows become weaker.

His immature eyes looked around at his son-in-law.

Most of the men in the training hall were watching the sparring between the two men with interest.

However, some of the dogs were clearly looking at Sir Sarah, and their eyes were clearly filled with lust.

Serah didn’t seem to care about their gaze at all, but for some reason, she seemed to be seducing them or teasing them by gently shaking her hips.

“Why? Don’t you believe it? Damn you are so fucking naive. Who knows? Hey, then will you believe me if I show you?”

“W-what are you showing me…”

“You bastard.”

The black-haired man, who clinked his palms together in a manly manner, looked at Coulson with a blank expression and grinned.

“Tsk, bitch, I can’t come to my senses. Okay, let’s spar first.”

The guy with his sword raised said these words right before he attacked.

“Oh, that’s right. Phew – then you don’t even know that that bitch’s asshole is so fucking hairy?”

It was natural that Coulson’s mind, which was about to fight back with swords turned white in an instant.