The scene of Duke Damian accidentally hitting the young lady had caused astonishment and silence in the area. This is an unforeseen event. It's not weird for the noble duke to suddenly smack away the young lady as he was suddenly bitten out of nowhere. But unfortunately, the culprit's identity is special, everyone also thought that the duke had made a wrong move. Everyone's reactions were halted in a few seconds.
Silence descended in the whole room. There is also tension building up from the area. Eirwen Night had completely fallen on the ground as he made his move to recall his body's balance. Everyone who knows how to fight could see that this young lady's movements are clean and smooth. She is like a trained fighter who is exposed to the death and blood of his enemies.
Eirwen Night used his thumb to wipe the traces of blood at the corner of his lips, tainting those thin lips with crimson touch with the taste of rust filling his mouth. A devious expression was hooked up on those blemished lips with blood. Mirth, amusement, and eagerness were glinting within those aureate orbs. Like a wild beast who found his playmate.
"Your strength... is not bad~," said Eirwen with a sweet smile on his lips. "Your name?"
Duke Damian greeted Eirwen with an elaborate gesture of respect. Placing his hand above his chest, he lowered his stance a bit before the smiling figure.
"Kingdom of Hart's Duke. Damian Adrienne."
Eirwen returned his gesture with the same movement but with hints of coolness as if not caring for mannerism at all. Despite that, his gestures show elegance which is more natural as if it was his permanent demeanor, imprinted within his temperament.
"Eirwen Night. Accidentally summoned in this world. Man who wears a lady's dress for fun~"
Everyone, including the Saintess Candidates, was shocked by what Eirwen Night had introduced himself as.
"WHAT!?"
"A man!?"
All of those inside the room except the duke had exclaimed loudly. Their shouts resound in all corners of the room. They were all now looking at Eirwen Night with widened eyes in disbelief.
"Sister? Are you really a man?" asked Angela Evans while blinking her eyes in astonishment.
Bela Laurel murmured, "Right~ no matter how good looking he is, Mr. Night is still a male~"
Eirwen ignores the sarcastic tone of Bela as she speaks. Then grinned at everyone as he held the corner of his skirt. With a playful and amused expression on his face, Eirwen filled his skirt showing the king, the duke, and his entourage, his male trousers that cover his private part. The obvious bulge of his underpants shows his real gender.
His action of suddenly lifting his skirt is an unforeseen event by anyone in the room. The females all squealed with their faces turning red in embarrassment and curiosity.
KYAAAHHH!!!
OOH!?!?
FUCK!!?!?
The duke had acted with a split moment of a second. Grabbed the two wrists of Eirwen Night above his head, he was even slightly lifted above the ground. The pulled-up skirt in front of everyone had fallen back down due to the gravity and weight of the dress.
"Don't pull up your skirt, my dear saintess," said Duke Damian without an expressionless face.
On the other hand, Eirwen Night showed an ecstatic smile making his current appearance even more seductive and alluring. They've even forgotten the fact that his original gender is a male.
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