Chapter 118 – Female Knight
The steps coming out of the hangar are heavy.
Damn it Baldroy clenched his fists hard, feeling the heat rise to the tips of his heads.
When I came out of the cockpit, the face of the guy who looked at me as if he was pitiful was still floating in my mind. An arrogant look as if looking down on the opponent.
It was the first time I had such an experience. Who dares to look down on who now? That’s why he couldn’t hold back his anger.
Why did this happen?
Why do I have to go through this humiliating humiliation?
Baldroy is a knight. But he wasn’t in a position that was possible simply because he was an aristocrat. Because of that talent, he was able to join the Knights of Saint Mishar.
He has been trained rigorously since childhood. He built a magical nervous system throughout his body and learned the technique. He killed a lot of people and accumulated credit even when he was in the middle of the day.
But today he was completely defeated.
Even though he had the performance advantage of the genitals, he was simply completely pushed out of the capacity gap.
Baldroy couldn’t accept that fact.
If he accepted such a defeat, he felt like he would deny everything he had built up.
······No, in the first place. There was something strange about this fight.
‘…What the hell was that at the end?’
Baldroy reflected on what had happened in the final moments of the match.
When he accepted the fight head-on rather than avoiding it, Boldroy was confident of his victory.
At that time, Boldrui started with an output far beyond Kerene’s limit. He had nothing to overwhelm him, be it strength or speed.
However, it was hard to believe that the pure white holy cavalry he was riding showed an abnormal performance at the last moment. In spite of being from the institution, the performance is comparable to that of Kerene’s holy cavalry, which is in an overloaded state.
How the hell is that even possible?
If he had known that he was hiding such performance, he would not have rushed so ignorantly in the first place.
“Sir Baldroy. Sorry.”
Kerene, who had been quietly following her from earlier, apologized in a low voice. The voice made Baldroy stop and look back.
Then I saw a woman who couldn’t even meet her eyes properly and was laying her gaze down on her floor. Baldroy’s eyes turned even colder at the sight of that shabby Kerene.
Yeah, come to think of it, the cause of all this was because of Kerene in front of her eyes. She said that if this woman had stayed still in the first place, none of this would have happened. Why should I suffer such humiliation because of this woman?
“Cerene. Raise your head.”
“···Yes?”
─Slap!
As she raised her head, Kerene’s chin snapped hard.
Her red hair fluttered, her cheeks turned red, her lips parted, and blood ran from the corners of her mouth.
“… Ugh.”
You can feel the fishy taste of blood in her mouth. Cerene looked carefully at Baldroy’s face, clutching at the cheek that had been hit by his hand.
Suddenly he was holding his hand high again.
White light in the hallway. After that, a cool shadow settled on his shady face, and there was blood in his cold eyes.
Seeing that, Kerene felt the strength at his feet loosen. Her whole body trembles and her head turns white. Extreme fear took over her body.
Boldroy speaks again in a cold voice.
“Raise your head.”
At his command, Kerene trembled her lips. Afraid. But she couldn’t deny his words, so she raised her head. Yes, a few hits like this will ease his anger. Kerene gave up. Aren’t you used to this anyway? It’s just that he was very angry today.
. . . But it was then.
“… Unsightly. Are you taking out your anger on your partner? That’s what a knight is.”
A mocking voice echoed through the hallway. Kelene was startled by the voice and opened her closed eyes. Then I saw a blonde man with tanned skin walking across the hallway.
It was Ceres’ coupling partner, Netoru.
Why is that man here?
But such doubts are short-lived.
“Huh? Now, wait a minute, what is this all of a sudden…?”
The blond man who walked between the two men and women without hesitation showed an unexpected action. He suddenly yanked Kerene’s arm and sent it behind her on her own back.
“···Under?”
Boldrroy’s eyebrows twitched as he watched Netoru’s unexpected actions.
Something got weird.
Doesn’t that look like Netoru trying to protect Kerene? Of course, it was an unpleasant sight.
In strong anger beyond absurdity, Baldroy’s bloodshot eyes glared at him ferociously.
“What are you doing? Move. Don’t meddle in other people’s business.”
“That won’t work.”
“···What?”
Netoru licked his lips.
“Didn’t this woman say she would give me a shot today? She is, but I can’t decorate her well and send her to my room. Rather, it would be troublesome to send her with a slap in the face like this.”
“·······”
Baldroy raised his eyebrows at Netoru’s words. But that wasn’t a laugh. A flesh-slicing shiver was pouring out of his eyes. It was a terrifying look that seemed as if it would tear the opponent apart at any moment.
“… You crazy bastard. Do you think I am funny because I won once in Dalian? Do you really think I will keep that word?”
Of course, Baldroy had no intention of making Cerene mate with some other man. Kerene is her own partner. Would she make someone else open her crotch just because she was crazy?
That woman was all her own. That’s why you’ll never see her spilling sexual intercourse under another man’s body.
As if expecting Bolde Roy’s words, Netoru smiled and shrugged his shoulders.
“Then would you kneel down on me instead? Originally, if I lost this fight, I was supposed to get down on my knees and apologize, right? So, shouldn’t we be doing that?”
“···What?”
Boldroy clenched his fists at the impudent demand. He squeezed so hard that blood flowed from the gaps between his fingers clenched into his fists.
However, Netoru didn’t care about Baldroy’s appearance and said with a cynical smile.
“Choose one of them. Either you keep what you said or you get down on your knees and apologize.”
“… This bastard.”
Baldroy couldn’t stand it any longer. He moved his clenched fist as he felt the string of rationality that had already been pulled taut snapping in his head.
It was sudden violence. Soon, the heads of four toru who were punched right in front of his nose snapped.
But that was all.
Even after being hit by his knight’s mighty fist, Netoru remained in place without ever stepping back.
Rather, he slowly began to turn his head back without a single groan, as if to push away Bolde Roy’s fist that had been swung across his face.
Kudo deuk…!
“…!”
With the muscles in his arms tensed up, his fists are getting pushed out no matter how hard he tries.
Baldroy’s eyes began to shake at the strange sensation he felt at the tip of his fist.
It wasn’t just because I was amazed at his strength.
This guy just punched him on purpose. It’s as if he had no intention of avoiding it in the first place.
As evidence of that, I don’t feel any surprise, anger, or anything like that.
Why is that?
Eventually, four Toru, who pushed away Baldroy’s fist and returned his head to its original position, glared at Boldroy with dull eyes.
There was not the slightest hint of dread or trembling in those eyes. Only eyes as sharp as sharpened ice blades stared at Baldroy.
In that strange silence, Netoru grabbed Baldroy’s hand, which was still touching his face, and spoke in a calm voice.
“Can a knight be able to fight properly only when his fists are this light?”
“This, this food…!”
Kwadeudeuk… An unbelievably strong grip gripped Baldroy’s wrist tightly.
Sick. The body of a well-trained knight screamed. Veins protruded from the corners of Baldroy’s eyes, which were raised like an asura.
Boldroy, who couldn’t stand it, stretched out his remaining left hand. This time, he even put his mana into it, with the intention of seriously blowing him up. The magical nervous system of the whole body was activated in an instant, and superhuman strength was released.
It was a power that would not be strange to an ordinary person even if he was beaten and died on the spot.
But.
The fist that stretched out in front of him couldn’t reach Netoru.
With a chin-, Baldroy’s wrist was grabbed right away.
As Bald Roy stretched out his left hand, Tohru Ne also blocked his fist with his free hand. Netoru began to clasp the hand he was holding tightly as if to break it too.
Sigh!
“Turn it off?!”
“…I’ve only been greeted once.”
Low voice. After saying that, Netoru took a step forward. At the same moment as the distance between them narrowed in an instant, Baldroy felt his wrists bend and took a backward step.
“Quaaaaagh! Let go! Let go of this! Come on, won’t you let go?!”
Baldroy shouted in a voice that sounded like a scream. However, Netoru’s steps did not stop, and Bald Roy had to repeat his backward steps accordingly.
Then, with a thump, my back hit the hallway wall.
With nowhere else to retreat, Baldroy looked at Netoru with shaky eyes.
Kkeudeudeuk… Even at this moment, his wrists sounded like they were being crushed. But more than that pain, Bolroy felt that the current situation was so fucked up.
Then the blond man smiled and whispered quietly.
“What are you going to do? Or will you force me to kneel down even now?”
You say let me get down on my knees? Unable to bear the whisper, Baldroy shouted, distorting his already distorted face even more grotesquely.
“…Can you handle this?! Do you know who you are touching?”
“Can you handle it? So, why don’t you go around telling other people about this incident? But what do you think the other knights will think when they hear your story? Shall we mourn together? Or would you feel ashamed?”
Baldroy’s face hardened at Netoru’s words. Of course, there was no way I could confidently tell the other knights what had happened this time.
“I think you should be afraid. If others find out that a knight is suffering like this, your honor will surely sink to the bottom of the abyss.”
“This bastard…”
“Ruler. Choose It’s your last chance. What are you going to do?”
Baldroy looked back and forth between Netoru and Kerene, his neck shaking.
Of course, the choice was fixed.
2.
As soon as he let go of his hand, Baldroy immediately turned and disappeared with a face stained with shame. As he disappeared, Toru wiped the blood from between his lips with his thumb.
Anyway, it was a knight’s fist. I could feel the taste of blood in my mouth, probably because I was hit in the front. Netoru licked his lips and smiled bitterly.
‘Did I just avoid it?’
In fact, I could have avoided it if I tried to avoid it. But Netoru didn’t. Rather, he deliberately hit the guy with his fist.
That way, Rien wouldn’t be in trouble later. When there was a conflict with the knight, the most troublesome was Lien, the commander. So, in this conflict, Netoru needed to be a one-sided victim.
It’s a young lady who always hangs a shade under his eyes. But wouldn’t it be too pitiful if the relationship with the Knights of Saint Mishar was entangled over this incident? Besides, after a few days, we will be performing an operation together.
Anyway···. Now, how should I end this situation? After thinking about it for a while, Netoru stared at the red-haired woman who was left alone.
Red swollen cheeks and swollen lips.
In such a situation, Kerene pursed her lips, averting her gaze as if the situation was difficult. She was her face where she said she wasn’t sure what to do with herself.
Netohru, who had been watching the woman, let out a sigh and said,
“···Follow me. It would be better to go to the infirmary first.”
