TFR 406

Ho__y Maiden Bias [Part 3]

The Chief Delegate was one of the few Imperial people who knew the face of the Kingdom's King. That being said, every direct descendant of the Kingdom's Royal Family had black hair, so further confirmation didn't seem to be very necessary.

The Chief Delegate thought this soldier was probably nervous before the start of the world's first-ever war of aggression. Well... they also couldn't rule out the possibility that it was the King's body double.

"Yeah, leave it to me. After all, the face of that damned King is etched in my very mind."

He couldn't forget even if he wanted to.

Because it was the face of the man who snatched the most beautiful woman in history that the Chief Delegate had set his eyes on. The King took her in as his concubine right before the Chief Delegate could make her the Holy Maiden.

The Chief Delegate quietly weaved his way through the soldiers so the Kingdom people wouldn't notice them, then strained his eyes. Just as the Chief Delegate hoped, the King, the Second Prince, knights, hunters, and academy students participating in the extracurricular lesson were there at the campsite.

"...Wha-What... What is that..."

The situation was as he hoped, but the Chief Delegate froze with a look of fright on his face the moment he caught sight of the campsite. The soldiers on the first row also exchanged glances with each other, unable to hide their confusion.

Who they saw was, no doubt, the King.

That trained, robust body, the neatly styled beard, and that black hair mixed with a few strands of white hair...

The one standing there was certainly the Kingdom's King, Charles Constantin Royal himself.

However,

"W-Wh... Why is he... naked...?"

And it wasn't just a small part of his body exposed.

He did wear trousers, but the person whose identity was no doubt the King was naked from the waist up.

"...pervert."

The soldier standing behind the Chief Delegate muttered.

"Y-Yeah. You're right... That's... a pervert."

Nobody disagreed.

Among the dozens of people, only the King was bare-chested. Moreover, the King was kneeling toward the girl standing before him. The Imperials had repeated this many times, but again, he wore nothing on top.

That was no doubt a pervert.

"...it's because he's royalty... right?"

"Huh? I-I guess so..."

"Yeah... He's royalty, after all...?"

Despite still being confused, the soldiers nodded to each other as they tried to reason that was just how royals were. For generations, the emperors of their Empire had been gathering beautiful women from all over the world half forcibly by naming them the "Holy Maiden."

"O-Oi! Look over there!"

"O-Oh..."

"No way!"

The soldiers noticed yet another matter.

The King wasn't the only one kneeling. With the girl at the center, many people who appeared to be knights and hunters were kneeling on the ground with a look of ecstasy on their faces.

"You, over there! If I'm not mistaken, you have good eyesight, right? What's going on?"

The Chief Delegate snapped out of his daze and turned to look at the soldier standing next to him.

"—! C-Chief Delegate, Sir... I only understood that that girl seems like any other normal girl and appears bewildered by the situa—... huh?"

"What is it?!" 

"Huh? Ah! Oh? Ohhh..."

“ “So, what is it?!” ”

Not only the Chief Delegate but the other soldiers also pricked up their ears toward the soldier with good eyesight.

"T-That girl... flashes a grin every time the King's... chest muscle twitches!"

That soldier's eyesight was crazy sharp.

"Huh?"

A girl stood in the middle surrounded by the bare-chested king, knights, and hunters kneeling for her.

Everyone kneeling had an ecstatic expression.

If the girl were a normal daughter of an aristocratic family, fainting from embarrassment after seeing a shirtless man before her wouldn't even be an exaggeration. However, let alone fainting, that girl was gawking at the view. And she was admiring the way the King's splendidly majestic pectoral muscle moved with her eyes squinted from supreme delight.

'That girl is surely...'

"Ho... Ho̲r̲n̲y maiden."

"!? Eh? You're kidding? Ho̲r̲n̲y maiden?"

"Woah... for real? It's my first time seeing the real deal."

The soldiers broke into an uproar.

"...There's no mistaking it."

The Chief Delegate was convinced. The Kingdom's King wasn't the kind of man who would easily bow down to such desires. But such an individual was currently kneeling while wearing absolutely nothing from the waist up, and he even had an ecstatic expression.

In other words, that girl was not your ordinary Jane. She must be no doubt a natural and genuine ho̲r̲n̲y maiden.

"That girl... I want her."

The Chief Delegate's plump body shook.

'Taking that ho̲r̲n̲y maiden to avenge my grudge for being robbed of the Holy Maiden... is perfect for our first spoils of war of this war of aggression, is it not?'

"Don't kill that ho̲r̲n̲y maiden."

The Chief Delegate then ordered the massacre to begin.