"What if it's time for you to consolidate yourself too?
"What?"
The young man suddenly said to the old man, "Yen turned his eyes round." A few years after coming to the West to serve an old man who would join the royal family of the land, it was certainly just after the age of twenty.
"My lord, what does that mean?
"Take my wife," he said. You can have some good lady in the house, or you can have one of these female slaves if it's hard to treat a woman who has been slapped. I'll get you a beautiful one. "
The old man, introduced by Sui and started serving, was a stubborn shitty father, in a nutshell.
It was only in front of the dragon clan Sui that he was favored, and his attitude changed from the day after he left and he thought it was a scam.
I have a bad mouth, my hands and legs get out quickly, and a lot of things make me uncomfortable with seizures.
When I was just beginning to serve, I might have thought of digging a hole a few times to fill this navel-curved grandfather, but I'm a lot used to it now. While serving in his regiment as a knight, he is liked for some reason and occasionally entrusted with taking care of himself.
The soldier's treatment of Yen was very cluttered…, even though he was being repelled, he thought he was treated well and superior by the son of a noble nobleman.
The name of the old man, Lord of Yen, is Archim.
"Dear Archim, all of a sudden, what has happened"
"You don't like it, what do you think? Don't tell me the bastard's feeling better, huh?
"... I can't!
Yen stroked his arms, which were poppy.
One thing that pioneered me when I came to the West was the fact that the male custom was half overtly present. Even wives and belligerents can easily buy boys in flower streets... not many, but not uncommon.
When I was just beginning to serve the old man, I thought that there was a man who was going to be somewhat tame and gentle, and when I was close to him, he was going to be jeopardized in the bath, half-killed, half-crying and half-naked to escape. And it is, as for the shedding of the ramen,
I don't say anything about other people's sexual preferences, but homosexuality didn't tend to be very praiseworthy in Cardina. Because the National Church forbids it.
It doesn't have to be. Maybe I'm fundamentally impossible to look at same-sex from a sexual point of view. I don't feel anything at all when I see a beautiful boy in the flower district who misses a woman. Then it's still more fun to talk to the old lady all night.
"Right, well, don't feel like it, kid. You can't do that for a long time, can you? Any ugly woman or woman would like a woman."
"… it is an honor to have an opinion with your lord"
"Hung."
The old man put a wrinkle between his eyebrows and stroked his white jawbeard.
Sui probably deposited Yen with this old man in consideration of that too.
... Yen is susceptible to such invitations, both male and female. What, unintentionally.
I knew, to be honest, that I would have a good face.
It's not that they've been looking at me with envy in the royal palace since I was a kid.
But he was born a Vaza royal of beauty, and his face is above average among the dragon tribes that were taken away.
So when I came to the West, I finally realized that my appearance was apparently remarkable, without a multiplier, and... stunned.
If you talk to a woman unintentionally, she dyes her cheeks and turns that lover to her enemies.
Every day a stranger ambushes a stranger in the same place, where only women who know her name compete for Yen's ownership in a place they don't know much about...
I was tired of repeating that, to be honest. I was never invited to go to a whorehouse, but I was surprised that every time I had the most free time, I made the right choice, but that's the least trouble.
"So? Is anybody here?"
"I'm not there... but before then, isn't it impossible"
"Why?"
"I won't defy you if your lord tells you to take my wife. I have no fortune. Isn't it impossible to have a ceremony?
The salary was cheap, Yen sighed inside and Archim bent his mouth. Weddings in the West are flashy anyway.
Unlike the marriage of Cardina, which can only be delivered to the National Church, the bride and the bridegroom are shown over three days.
Venue expenses, food and beverage, clothing, even petals that are scattered for some reason… that's all the newlyweds have to offer. I can't do a three-day ceremony on Yen's salary right now. The day after the ceremony, I get lost on the street with debt.
I suppose we will do it just as simply in the poor countryside, but it affects the Lord's reputation to say that a knight held by the royal family did a poor minister's ceremony.
That would be an intolerable humiliation for a Westerner who cherishes his face. So the West has some rich people with multiple wives, and the chivalry class is surprisingly single, with the result that same-sex people are abbreviated below.
The old man pounded his tongue.
"I have no choice. I'm not lending you any money. Just look for it, okay?
Yen answered carelessly and then left the old man's room, trying to get the full amount out instead of lending it there. As soon as I left the room, my fellow knights approached me with a bitter smile. Apparently, he knew about Archim.
Asked how it was, she laughed a lot when Yen honestly revealed what the conversation was about.
"Okay, if I borrow money and get my wife! He said he'd lend me some money. Don't snow."
"Hate and I don't know who's going to be my wife"
"What kind of woman do you prefer?
"I don't know... I don't care if you're a woman."
"You wouldn't say no."
"At first. But the contents are obvious. Normal. Even the flower lady is disappointed."
The colleague laughs that it's also a problem that the rash is too good, and Yen flaunts his shoulder and, for a moment, knocks off the look of a woman with a head over her head.
Just across the hallway the women - the young wives of Archim - were seen walking in, and the two bowed their heads by the wall.
All three are daughters in their early twenties, and they laugh when they steal a look at the Yen's.
If this is the king's harem, his wives will not be pushed into the rear palace and will not walk in the mansion, but Archim is beside him when it comes to royalty. In noble and wealthy mansions like his, the women were allowed to walk the table with dignity.
Maybe their identities should be slaves.
Have you been sold to your parents, or have you sold yourself, seeking asylum?
Slaves in one way or another, royal possessions. They live much more gracefully than civilians, and being royal slaves is, in a sense, a medal (status), and the royal side owns beautiful slaves and treats them as important as jewellery.
That was also an incredible system for Yen.
I felt one of my wives staring at this one with her wet eyes, and Yen accidentally distracted herself with no expression. I accidentally followed the woman who laughed with my nose and passed by with my eyes. Then I went with my colleague to the squad..., I remember the first time I met the woman.
She still had white skin like snow, blue eyes and golden eyes. As if, Vaza.
She's a beautiful woman with a wonderful and beautiful voice, though she's dangerous to say she's a beauty without a threshold.
His name is Asena. That name, which means wolf, suits her with a strong heart.
... Yen is ridiculed and cursed for some reason every time she sees her.
The first meeting was just a few months after I started working as Archim's subordinate. At the liquor table she sang softly in front of a large crowd, and the smooth treble, which echoed in heaven, was admired by both her husband and her guests.
When Asena received the cup of reward from her husband, Yen, who was near Archim, was seen shivering for the first time, turning unexpectedly red and looking away.
At first, Asena, who had treated Yen badly as the son of a nobleman, said, however, when she found out Yen was rootless, she changed her gallery and attitude in a place where no one was.
"What! You're really just a poor knight apprentice, aren't you? I've lost my money selling Mei! You have a good face and no flavor, boy."
and.
Like so much change (to her singing in a voice like the Apostle of God, somewhat, let's admit I was in love) I leaned my nose against Yen, who ate his face, and Asena was annoyed.
"But... you're really just as beautiful as a prince on the outside, doll"
"... I'm not a doll, ma'am"
"Oh, can you talk? What's in the beautiful otum?
She laughs with a voice that perhaps contains the melancholy, and fingers like white fish move from Yen's neck to her chest. Asena smiled lusciously and deposited only a little weight at her fingertips. Fluffy, soft scent tickles the tip of my nose. Then I whispered to Yen with a sweet voice.
"Why don't you come to my room tonight? … let's do something fun."
Admittedly, I didn't think of it when I left and looked closely at my white throat and chest. It would be a sin to think I would spare the scent of flowers incensed from my neck muscles. But get your hands on one of my husband's wives? There's no way I can do such immoral things!
Yen didn't go...... the next day, Arkim asked me while I was considered a nigga.
"You said you had Asena on your sleeve?
With all due respect, Yen said seriously. I was wondering if you would like to invite Archim's men to take care of you.
Archim laughed at Guerraggera.
"You're really hard.... What do you think would have happened if you had gone to Asena's room last night?
"What?"
Archim said all the time as he cleverly removed the bird body from the skewer grill he held in his right hand.
"This is what's happening to you by now. There were three knights in Asena's room."
……
Archim grinned bitterly when he breathed that it had been tried.
"I'm telling you, Noon disagreed. Asena tells me I don't trust a beautiful bastard like you to come to this neighborhood, and if you're gonna put it by my side, I'm tired of letting you try, well, forgive me."
Forgiveness or nothing, what do I tell myself that I have nowhere else to go? Adultly, when he nodded yes, the old man looked at Yen with a slight eye.
"You are indeed, too beautiful. I have an idea, not a face.... formerly a nobleman"
Yen got lost, but answered honestly.
"My mother was a nobleman. Even so, my mother is also a bastard, so I don't have any title..."
"Ho. My mother, too? Are you a dropper, too? Your father's a dragon clan?
"My father is a dragon tribe, I think. Because my eyes were golden.... My father was not married to my mother, so I am, as my lord said, a bastard."
Instead of marriage, it could have been a mistress relationship. My wife and girlfriend got their hands on an innocent little girl to play with and just screwed up with birth control.
Yen swallowed bitter emotions after remembering his father's face for a long time.
My father wouldn't even be in the earliest corner of his memory about the troublemakers he got rid of. So must my father and my brother, who just had a few times.
Loneliness, even if tolerated, could not be seen with the same eyes as seeing dirty objects from a man very similar to himself.
Hmm, and Archim laughed with his nose and was allowed not only to take care of himself from the next day, but also to belong to the Knights and train.
Then a few years. Hilarious and handkerchief fell on his way as he walked through the mansion in wonder that time would soon pass.
When I look up suspiciously, the golden-haired beauty is putting her face out the window in an unsatisfactory way.
It was Asena.
"Pick it up? Knight."
"I refuse. Why don't you just pick it up yourself?
When Yen threw up, Asena threw a blade pen this time. When she hits Kotsun and Yen's head and squeals painlessly, she laughs at Kerakera without mercy. Yen tongued sharply as he tried to throw more magnifiers, frog figurines and one thing after another.
"Okay. Pick it up. So stop it!
"From the start, you just have to pick it up, you stupid prince"
"... stop calling me that. Not a prince."
Looking up harshly, the woman said, contrary to expectations, with a serious look.
"Come on, come on. Before anyone comes. I'll tell you why your lord wants to give you a wife. Quickly."
When Yen went to Asena's room, she exposed her makeup free face and pulled Yen into the room, she sat down in a chair, letting Yen stand and cut out without a forelock.
"Do you know what a fool your lord was to offer his wife to a poor man like you?
"... I don't know"
"Your son, Khalifa, is coming back. Take your wife. Live here forever."
…………
Yen accidentally clung his cheek.
A grain of Khalifa from the Archim old man. This man, given by an old man nearly forty years old, is the prized son of an old man who is remembered as a king and whose casual character is popular with the inhabitants.
But there are shortcomings.
Most human-friendly men, but relentless and demanding in dealing with people they don't like. And Yen hates this nearly ten older man as if he were a snake scorpion.
When he first returned from the Wang capital, he was behaved badly and coldly, but the newcomers did not care much, wondering whether it was of a neglectful nature.
But when he refrained from being near Archim and smiled at his parents and children lightly, Yen, who was half-enjoyed, laughed.
And in the room where Archim left for bed - he was suddenly beaten.
"You would have laughed ridiculously at the Lord, the disrespectful one"
and. Yen interpreted it as a misunderstanding, but Khalifa soared sharply and continued to persevere in violence until the Knights' captain ended up in a halt. Archim just looked like a bad bat, but he didn't blame his son in his name. I just said, "I guess it's not compatible. You stay away from Khalifa," he just said and left.
I am hated by the son of the old Lord.
That means my future is terribly dark. Asena said.
"My wife is an upper-class spoiled and raised lady, and she says it's a lot of fun. If I saw you, I might bump into you."
"No product... how to say it"
"You don't have a choice, do you? I'm a poor man."
Asena, who said hello, laughed not picking a round of flowers from the vase.
"Master Khalifa is smart and fun, but he's far from a beautiful man. You're gonna be jealous, aren't you? My lord, I don't want to lose my proud son's reputation because of his passion. I wish I could banish you, but your relatives... what did I say, that brunette dragon clan..."
"Sui"
"Yes, Sui seems to be your benefactor, so I blame my conscience for banishing you. So, whoever you want, let's keep it up with a woman. It's simple."
Yen felt like sighing deeply. Where are you, like a man who marries for a wind of crap jealousy? But on the other hand, I also felt that it was definitely a hassle. Had Khalifa's wife put her hand on it, she would not have been killed. Asena deepened her grin.
"Do you know why Master Khalifa hates you so much?
"... no"
"Before Khalifa was still an adult, Mother, you were executed by Archim in an attempt to escape with your mistress. They buried him from the neck down and stoned him to death. I was just a little kid, but I finally remember. Everyone told me to throw stones."
Yen saw a woman as luxurious as she was played. She is flat.
"I have to throw, are you a working unfaithful woman too? It was an atmosphere that could have been killed on the spot, you had no choice. For my own cuteness, I also killed Khalifa's mother..."
Spinned with a woman's beautiful voice, it's like a fairy tale scene.
To Zoe Yen, Asena said in an obvious tone.
"You look alike, you."
"What?"
"With golden hair, eyes like gems. Just like your mother's lover.... That's why they hate you, and poor Khalifa. Every time I look at you, I think of your beautiful mother's unbroken death."
"For that reason...... it's unreasonable to be hated. It's none of my business!
As Yen squeezed out her voice bitterly, Asena laughed with her nose. Pulling the flower out of the vase again, it turns around and indicates the door.
"You have no choice, do you? Khalifa is in a position to be unreasonable. Unlike a poor man's puppet like you!... Look, I taught you kindly, so just get out of here, or I'll scream at you that an undelivered person snuck into my room. I hope you get to Flower Street soon and get the right woman for your protection."
Yen hated Asena's spare face. You think it's kind? Aren't you just amused! If it's unreasonable, this woman is always unreasonable. It's interesting to provoke every incident to make sure Yen endures it. Yen said without hiding his frustration.
"Thank you, Asena. You're the worst woman I've ever seen, but you're kind."
"Hi."
"But Hate and I don't have a lover...... what would happen if I told Master Archim I wanted you? From the moment I saw it, I liked you and thought I couldn't sleep at night every day. I'm burning to death, he said. If you'll give me your hand, I'll encourage you to be even more loyal. Why don't you say so?"
"... what?
Asena's brow moved in a grumpy mood.
In her thin fingers, she crushed her petal and looked as if she bled.
"Then you wait for me to return every day, in my little house, scratching those beautiful fingers? It'll be fun."
Asena turned pale, as opposed to Yen, who smiled and said all she could.
"I'm not kidding. You didn't mean that to Master Archim, did you?
"... I asked, what if I said?
When I looked up close and approached the woman as if I could mouth her, a non-mild impact ran on her right cheek.
He punched me with his fist! and when Yen held her mouth and stared at Asena, she hit me again, this time to the left. Take it in a hurry.
"I'm not kidding! Bite your tongue and die if you're enough to be the wife of a man like you, with nothing but a faceless face! If you say that, I'll kill you for real!... I don't want to starve again!
She stood in one breath as if the water were flowing.
Asena is serious, sincerely angry, and in the second half is a tear.
Yen immediately regretted his unfamiliar provocation, thinking it was this way that he cried.
"I'm kidding..., a woman with a strong heart like you, even I... I'm definitely sorry, too!
"Don't make stupid jokes again! Get out of here! I was kind enough to tell you, but I'm ungrateful!
He threw up like a scream and was kicked out of the room so that Yen held down his painful cheeks and then somehow around his painful chest for a deep sigh.
Has he also been beaten in the chest? For some reason, it's painful.
After all, Yen never married anyone while he was under Archim's command.
A year after that date......, just six months after Khalifa's son returned to Arkim.
Because the old master had died and Yen was to be pursued for his residence.