No-Brakes: Requesting Evelyn's Virgin Mouth
“Why the fuck are you so obsessed with catching barbarians? Did your mom get fucked by one?”
The 16-strong match had dragged on longer than the previous rounds, so Geum Taeyang, who needed a shower, sent Bianca back to the lodging first. That left him alone when he ran into the four Fabregas brothers.
Geum Taeyang summoned O’Connell’s mother in a surprisingly gentle tone.
“It’s just fucking annoying! Does there need to be a reason? Especially for an arrogant bastard like you who can’t read the room—yeah, you’re extra fucking annoying! I’m gonna kill you, you son of a bitch!”
O’Connell’s face was still badly swollen from the uppercut he’d taken from Geum Taeyang at the end of the match. His eyes burned with rage; he looked ready to summon Alcapone and charge at any moment.
In ancient times, Tudor had gone to war with Britain. The barbarians had sided with Britain, and Tudor lost. That was why they now lived on such a small patch of land. From the barbarians’ perspective, Tudor had tormented them for so long that they naturally supported Britain. Either way, the two sides had never gotten along.
“So you’re really going to come at me four-on-one? Does the Fabregas family have no pride left at all?”
The Fabregas brothers quickly surrounded Geum Taeyang. They were clearly planning to gang up on him. Geum Taeyang looked at each of their faces with a pitiful expression.
“Fabregas, you fucking bastard! You already got humiliated earlier, so what does it matter now? I’ll beat you all half to death so you can’t even compete in the quarterfinals.”
O’Connell had obtained the family’s heroic relic, Alcapone, last year—an incredible achievement for the first time in two hundred years. That was why he had been so arrogant, declaring he would win this year’s Ulysses Sword Dance Festival. Yet he had been toyed with and beaten like a dog by Geum Taeyang, and now he couldn’t see straight. Especially with so many of his followers watching from the stands.
“No choice, then. Come at me.”
Shhhhhhh…!!!
Geum Taeyang summoned Luciena.
“The barbarian bastard must’ve stolen a heroic relic somewhere! Four against one—you’re finished, you fucker!”
Shhhhhhh…!!
—Clang! Clang! Clang!
O’Connell also summoned Alcapone, while the other brothers drew their high-grade spears. The moment the tension reached its peak—
“What do you think you’re doing!!!”
A firm, commanding voice cut through the scene.
“What the fuck!!!!”
O’Connell, still seething with venom, turned toward the voice. His eyes widened in shock.
“!!!??????”
“I was told by the management that any confrontation outside the arena is strictly forbidden. What kind of disgraceful behavior is this from noble heirs? Stop this at once!”
The person who had intervened wore a uniform embroidered with the golden imperial crest. It was Evelyn.
‘That’s Evelyn Nefertari, the captain of the imperial guard???’
Everyone who mattered knew Evelyn was Emperor Antoinette’s right hand, so the Fabregas brothers immediately recognized the woman in uniform.
“Put your weapons away first. If you stop this now, I’ll use my authority to preserve what little dignity you have left. But if you ignore this order, there will be appropriate punishment.”
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Evelyn already knew the Fabregas brothers’ personalities. That was why she had followed them after their loss, just in case. She hadn’t planned to intervene directly, but when she saw weapons being drawn, she had no choice.
“U-understood…”
Shhhhhhh…!
The mad dog O’Connell instantly turned into a docile lamb and sheathed his heroic relic. The aura of the imperial family was absolute, and the authority of Captain Evelyn was immense.
“Hmph…”
Shhhhhhh…
Geum Taeyang also retrieved Luciena. He accepted Evelyn’s intervention without complaint. Afterward, he and Evelyn watched the Fabregas brothers flee.
“So you’re the captain of the guard?”
Once they had disappeared from sight, Geum Taeyang turned to Evelyn and spoke.
“Yes… I’m sorry. I lied to you the day before yesterday when you asked about the swordsman…”
Evelyn’s earlier commanding presence had completely vanished. She lowered her head and apologized.
“It was understandable. If you’re really the captain of the guard, it would’ve been stranger for you to reveal your identity so easily, right?”
Geum Taeyang responded coolly.
“.....”
Evelyn fell silent for a moment. Her expression looked complicated.
‘If I just admit it like this… it’ll all end here…’
She could feel it instinctively. If things wrapped up so rationally, her connection with Geum Taeyang would be over.
‘I can’t let that happen… I haven’t been able to sleep because his face keeps appearing in my mind…’
Normally, she might have chosen to let the thread snap rather than muster the courage to approach a man she liked. But the hopelessly smitten Evelyn found the male god Geum Taeyang’s face far too attractive. She knew she would never meet another man like him. If she let him go now, she would regret it for the rest of her life—perhaps even fall ill from lovesickness.
So Evelyn spoke, her voice trembling slightly.
“It wasn’t a lie I told for that reason…”
“Then why?”
Geum Taeyang asked, intrigued.
“I was so captivated by how cool Dark Knight looked while training that I couldn’t look away… I was embarrassed and didn’t know what to do, so I ended up lying…”
That was how Evelyn confessed her feelings to the first man she had ever truly liked.
“Ah…!”
Geum Taeyang let out a strange sigh.
‘She must think I’m ridiculous… The captain of the imperial guard, so smitten with a man that she made such a fool of herself…’
Evelyn, her self-esteem in tatters, interpreted his reaction negatively.
‘It’s the same now… That’s why she chased after him and got involved. How pathetic must I look? I’m such a worthless person…’
Even she thought it was pathetic. The captain of the imperial guard, abandoning the emperor to chase after a man and fawn over him.
“Th-that’s the reason. I’m sorry for bothering you, Dark Knight. Then I’ll be going…”
Shhhhhhh…!
Convinced that nothing good would come of this, Evelyn bowed her head once more in apology and turned to leave.
“Would you like to have coffee with me?”
But the words that reached Evelyn’s ears as she turned away were completely different from what she had expected. Geum Taeyang had asked her out first.
“Y-yes?”
—Freeze!
Evelyn stopped in her tracks.
“I want to have coffee with the captain of the guard who helped me out of a difficult situation. Is that all right?”
Geum Taeyang had cleverly used the word “benefactor” to give Evelyn a proper excuse.
“O-of course! I’m the one who should be grateful!”
Evelyn’s face lit up instantly, unable to hide her soaring heart.
“Wow…! You’re quite knowledgeable about coffee!”
“After living as a wanderer, I naturally came to enjoy coffee and tried all kinds of it.”
Geum Taeyang and Evelyn headed to a stylish café near the Colosseum. The empire’s entertainment culture was far more developed than other nations, so even specialized coffee shops existed. Evelyn showed interest in how stylishly Geum Taeyang drank his coffee, and he enjoyed her reaction while sharing various coffee philosophies.
‘Back in the academy, Geum Taeyang was really into coffee.’
He claimed it was a result of his wandering life, but that was a lie. During his early days at the academy, when he struggled to adapt, he had found comfort in coffee.
‘I want to ask why he became a wanderer… but that would be rude, right?’
The moment the word “wanderer” came up, Evelyn’s curiosity surged. It might be the most important thing for building a relationship with him.
“May I ask what goal brought you to participate in this Ulysses Sword Dance Festival, Dark Knight?”
She couldn’t ask directly, so she tried an indirect question that might give her some insight.
“I wanted to test how strong I’ve become. I’ve been traveling for years but haven’t met enough strong opponents.”
Geum Taeyang lied without so much as twitching an eyebrow.
‘Hmm… So he really is a wandering swordsman? Traveling in search of strong opponents to grow stronger?’
Evelyn let her imagination run wild based on his lie.
“By the way, this might be too personal, but… why do you wear a mask? Are you trying to avoid fame?”
Once she had decided he was on a warrior’s journey, Evelyn became even more curious about the mask.
“Hmm, the mask isn’t for that reason.”
Thud!
Geum Taeyang set his cup down stylishly and shook his head slightly.
“I’m just too fatally handsome. If I walked around showing my face, it would cause too much commotion.”
The lethally beautiful man Geum Taeyang wore a mask to avoid troubling those around him. Otherwise, women would follow him like the Pied Piper.
“Ah…! I understand.”
It was an incredibly arrogant answer, but not to Evelyn. After all, she was the woman who had abandoned the emperor just because she had seen Geum Taeyang’s face without the mask.
‘I really like him…’
The trivial conversation between Geum Taeyang and Evelyn continued. But to Evelyn, it was anything but trivial.
‘Is this what it’s like…? Spending time with someone you like? The time feels so precious, like it’s melting away…’
She had completely fallen for the barbarian-mixed male named Geum Taeyang.
‘I’ve already seen Dark Knight’s face, so I can picture what’s behind that mask… And his wit, his manners—he’s just too perfect…’
Geum Taeyang had seemed difficult at first, but he had reached out to her first despite her foolish behavior, and he responded well to her in conversation. Evelyn was experiencing everything from explosive love to sweet, melting affection toward him.
“Captain Evelyn, do you like me?”
Geum Taeyang could clearly see the honey dripping from Evelyn’s eyes as she gazed at him. So he asked, with no brakes, whether she liked him.
“Yes… It’s embarrassing, isn’t it…?”
Twitch…! Twitch…!
But Evelyn had already grown used to Geum Taeyang’s no-brakes style. That was exactly what made him so charming. She smiled awkwardly, lowered her head, and fidgeted with her hands.
“Embarrassing? What’s embarrassing about a woman liking a man? It’s natural. It’s obvious.”
Geum Taeyang’s answer was the very definition of cool.
“Thank you for thinking that way, Dark Knight.”
Smile…!
She was still shy, but hearing him say something nice made the twenty-eight-year-old Evelyn’s lips curl upward.
“Especially feeling that way toward a man as peerlessly handsome as me is only natural.”
“Y-yes, that’s right.”
Even then, Geum Taeyang didn’t forget to brag. But his no-brakes bragging was only just beginning.
“All right. Since Captain Evelyn has shown courage, I’ll show some courage of my own.”
Geum Taeyang put on a rather serious expression and straightened his posture.
“Is there something you’d like to ask of me? As long as it doesn’t violate tournament rules, I can help with anything!”
Not only did the man she loved look troubled, but he also wore such a serious expression. Evelyn, who was experiencing these intense feelings of affection for the first time, focused entirely on Geum Taeyang.
To her, Geum Taeyang said,
“Captain Evelyn, please suck my cock.”
He said something insane.