"Uwaaah!"
Several minutes later, Magray was no longer being subjected to violence, yet he lay on the ground unable to get up, looking half-dead. His face was bruised and swollen, and he hugged his head as his whole body trembled.
"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me... sob..."
Apparently unaware that Shien had already stopped, Magray continued muttering those words, looking just like a pitiful child being abused.
"Was that a little too much?"
Watching this scene, even Shien seemed to feel a little sorry for him.
However, as he said that, Shien failed to notice the delighted, almost refreshed expression on his own face.
With that, Shien crouched down and patted Magray.
"Eek!"
Magray immediately let out an utterly pathetic cry, his entire body trembling even more violently.
Clearly, after Tier, Shien had also become someone Magray feared.
Shien responded with a smile and spoke in a gentle, kindly tone.
"Come on, tell me. Just how is House Flete planning not to let me off?"
Shien wore a mild smile, like a friendly older brother from next door.
But in Magray's eyes, that smile was no different from the hideous face of a demon.
"N-Nothing will happen! Nothing!"
Magray surrendered on the spot.
"Is that so?" Shien continued smiling gently. "You won't cause me trouble again in the future, then?"
"I won't! I won't!" Magray shook his head as he cried.
"Good." Shien nodded in satisfaction. "Then you won't bother Merika again either, right?"
"Th-That..." Magray stopped crying.
"Hm?" The smile vanished from Shien's face in an instant.
It had to be said that seeing Shien like this made Magray's heart tremble with fear.
But this was the one matter on which Magray could never compromise.
"Merika is mine... mine... I will never give her up..."
The spoiled young noble