(EP-17.1) How A Sheep Lives #2

    017 – How A Sheep Lives In A Lion''s Den #2

    Monarch City, the city of Kings.

    There was a fairly large training ground built in the Lioness Family''s villa, the Lion''s Den.

    The training ground was dotted with woodblocks, scarecrows, straw bales and trenches filled with ditch water.

    It was originally a place to train the soldiers of the Lioness Family, but after Elga held a sword, this place became her own private space.

    It was also a place that reminded me of many unforgettable ‘memories''. Memories of my military life, that was.

    “Is this good? Here, no one will come even if you scream like you''re dying. Even if I teach you a lesson, no one will interfere!”

    At this place where not a single soul could be found, Elga raised her head as if she had truly become a queen. Then, she spoke in an arrogant voice.

    “So, if you don’t want your nose to get hurt, apologize to me!”

    This reminded me of the old days.

    Back when I was just a slave.

    I used to be the servant that had to deal with the feisty Elga.

    It was a daily routine for me to be smacked on the back of the head, pinched on the cheeks, or pulled by the ears.

    A slave without human rights...

    On the other hand, it was also an unforgettable place because many things happened at this training ground. For example, the time when my first kiss was stolen by Elga.

    Remembering it suddenly made me angry.

    “What do you mean I have to apologize?”

    When I asked back, Elga frowned at me.

    “That attitude! And you''ve been looking at me with strange eyes for a while now! Admit it!"

    What do you mean by ‘looking at you with strange eyes''?

    Now that I thought about it, Elga was always like this.

    Could I call her a part-introvert? She acted differently when she was outside. At home, however, she would become more confident and violent.

    Of course, since Elga was already a hyperactive person in public, it would be more accurate to say that she turned into a "Super Saiyan" at home.

    Having the home ground advantage, Elga simply refused to listen to anyone else and just said whatever she wanted.

    "By the way, did you tell anyone else about that ‘thing’ we did?”

    "What do you mean?"

    “You even have to ask!? That thing when I ‘teach’ and ‘punish'' you every time we are alone like this.”

    “Of course not. Who would even believe me?”

    I was curious about how Elga knew this. When I asked, she gave me a vague answer.

    “Don’t underestimate the Lioness Family! I know what you''d been doing with Aira, alright?"

    “You might be wearing disguises, but there would still be clues left behind.”

    “More importantly, a Half-Nymph! Now that I have a closer look, it''s indeed a very strange race. Hmm, it would explain the aesthetics of this body...”

    Elga pretended to give the candy to me.

    But then, she shoved it into her mouth.

    “Come! If you want it, you will have to take it!”

    Elga was like a dragon with a Yeouiju{1}. The brilliant golden candy in her mouth, I could feel it calling for me.

    My body must be craving sugar since I''d been using my brain quite intensively these days...

    With that thought in mind, I slowly approached and reached for Elga''s mouth.

    I was going to take the candy out with my hand.

    But Elga angrily swatted my palm away.

    "Ya- Who said you could use your hand? Hands and feet are not allowed.”

    "Then—"

    “No tools either!”

    “Tsk...”

    “Ya, did you just click your tongue? Do you want it or not? Even high aristocrats like me can only get a few of this with reservations. I heard from Bionoi that Nymphs are especially crazy about this.”

    Ah, Bionoi!

    Elga must have heard that I was a Half-Nymph from her.

    Also, one candy cost 5 silver or 50,000 won.

    What a luxury this was!

    For some reason, the thought of such an item melting inside the mouth of that wretched Elga made me very angry.

    You bad girl! Being born in such a nice family and living with all this money.

    “Go on! Take it! Don’t you want to eat it?"

    “Ahhh,” Elga opened her mouth, rolling her red tongue around the bead-sized candy.

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    {1} The Korean dragon is in many ways very similar in appearance to other East Asian dragons such as the Chinese and Japanese dragons. It differs from the Chinese dragon in that it developed a longer beard. Very occasionally a dragon may be depicted as carrying a giant orb known as the yeouiju (??????), the Korean name for the mythical Cintamani, in its claws or its mouth. -Wikipedia

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