You Deserved To Be Spanked!

All night long he was tormented by Eiru Dragonborn, the grandmother of these Dragon Knights.

Young Master Naiye felt almost completely drained, but fortunately it didn’t feel that terrible.

The worse part was.

“………….”

Naiye stood before the mirror, staring at his own face.

The person in the mirror had a gentle, calm face—handsome with a soft air.

Pale, soft skin and a somewhat slight body were surprisingly rare in this knightly kingdom.

But the most obvious were the exaggerated marks across his body—red welts and twists from being roughly handled.

That aside, there were also many small bite marks.

These are way too obvious?!

Fortunately they’ll fade after a while, so there shouldn’t be anything to worry about.

Dong dong!

Two bell chimes sounded over the Dragon Palace.

Young Master Naiye didn’t know what it meant, but guessed that an important person or event had arrived.

Naiye went out to take a look, but first met the Silver Dragon Knight Eir.

Eir Dragonborn—no, she was now Eir Lycoris.

“You…ng Master Naiye……”

Eir widened her eyes slightly, then quickly assumed a posture and politely bowed to Young Master Naiye.

It seemed last night’s punishment had worked—Eir was now soft and polite, no longer as arrogant as before.

Still, Naiye could see a faint arrogance in her gaze.

‘Not bad at all.’

Naiye beckoned her over, and together they went to the balcony to look.

Down below it was clearly lively; most of the Dragon Knights were gathered at the main gate—this sort of display Naiye was very familiar with.

This was a ceremony to welcome someone.

Soon, that boy… arrived, just as Naiye had expected.

Eren Dragonborn returned this time wearing his helmet, the dragon horns visible on it, clad in full armor.

Solemn and dignified, majestic and noble—just by appearance he looked like a formidable humanoid dragon.

But most striking were the Dragon Knights gathered around Eren.

Young Master Naiye glanced left and right and found that, aside from himself, only Eren was a man.

No wonder Eren was so popular—and why was the welcome more solemn and enthusiastic than when anyone welcomed Naiye?

They had completed missions together, and though Eren had done this task, it still felt different—why was that?

“Captain Eren! You ranked tenth in the previous exam! Wonderful! You are the pride of our Dragon Knights!”

Alright, Naiye knew what was going on.

Young Master Naiye lost interest in paying attention to Eren and instead observed the surroundings.

After Eren returned, many female Dragon Knights surged forward, clutching or embracing him as much as they could.

One detail: the dragon horns of these female knights supporting Eren were not small.

“Hundred and eight female knights? Are you all so few in number?”

Naiye didn’t turn, but the one he asked was Eir beside him—she was currently the only person at his side.

Eir initially stayed silent, glancing at Young Master Naiye before answering.

“There were originally almost a thousand; now we’ve excluded those with… poor bloodlines, leaving these.”

“Grandfather is right. You Dragon Knights deserve to be scolded.”

This was Young Master Naiye’s second time agreeing with his grandfather—his second.

Naiye felt the scolding was completely justified.

Eir, however, frowned.

Quiet!!!

A thunderous dragon roar shook the palace—!

The entire Dragon Palace was cowed; all the Dragon Knights below were stunned into stillness.

Even Young Master Naiye trembled!

He looked back in surprise.

The gates hadn’t opened, but the sound came from within.

Was that the voice of the Dragon Mother Knight Eiru? The head of the Dragon Knights—no wonder everyone respectfully called her Grandmother.

Naiye also noticed that all the true Dragon Knights were forcibly subdued; not a single one could resist.

He—being the most fragile—was the only one who was merely startled.

He alone could still move, because he was not a Dragon Knight.

This was why the Dragon Knight family placed such emphasis on bloodlines.

But Young Master Naiye still thought his grandfather was right.

Because his grandfather wasn’t criticizing the power of bloodlines—that power was real and indisputable.

His grandfather criticized the mindless, meaningless worship of bloodlines.

Just like Eren’s reception now.

Eir had worked her way up to captain of the Dragon Knights through her own ability, yet was despised because her bloodline wasn’t pure.

Eren, on the other hand, was a brat—the youngest of them all—but his bloodline was so pure that everyone raised him to the captaincy.

No wonder when Naiye had warned him during the exam not to be arrogant, he still foolishly wanted to go back to have Grandmother praise him.

As a result he had been pampered like a child.

Fortunately his grandmother Eiru had spanked him hard, which knocked some of Eren’s pride out of him.

“Did Eiru spank Eren’s butt?”

Eir found the question odd—who would dare spank Eren’s butt?

“No, just a reprimand, then she sent him out on a mission.”

“………..”

Naiye narrowed his eyes at Eren below; Eren recovered more quickly than the others and looked up at Young Master Naiye.

Eren! Come up to eat! Everyone else leave here!!

—Don’t come and get in the way!!

Grandmother added that warning at the end.

Everyone dispersed immediately and left quickly.

“……….”

Eren was somewhat terrified; cold sweat had already formed beneath his concealed helm. He straightened his armor a bit and hurried upward.

Young Master Naiye was enjoying a nearly ten-kilogram steak in a dining hall—truly the finest steak.

The meat was tender yet hearty; with simple seasoning and pure roasting it had such powerful flavor.

Although Naiye loved food, he normally couldn’t eat such a large piece of meat.

But because of last night’s ordeal, he was extremely hungry today.

Hungrier than usual.

“This is delicious!”

Naiye couldn’t help praising it; Eir, who was serving him, came over and used her claw-extended fingers to help Young Master Naiye cut the steak.

After finishing, she stepped back again.

The whole process was quiet and obedient, as if her earlier provocative arrogance last night had been entirely an act.

Young Master Naiye glanced at her sideways, then continued eating.

This steak was top quality, from beef cattle that were a specialty of the Dragon Knight family.

Not only that, they also had meat sheep, meat chickens, and other related ranching businesses.

It was said that due to the influence of dragon blood their ranches were world-famous, basically the pinnacle of the Auriel Kingdom, with exports across the world.

The animals they raised were not only large, but the meat quality was excellent!

The Lycoris family also specialized in importing meat from their estate.

Naiye was well acquainted with and fond of it.

However, the claim that dragon blood affected them was just publicity, though many people believed it.

Because someone had spent a lot to buy two cows and raise them personally, only to find they were very ordinary—nothing special, just regular ranch cattle.

This easily led people to suspect it was due to losing the influence of dragon blood.

“Huff huff! Huff… ah!”

The dining hall door suddenly opened; Eren rushed in shrieking, almost wailing.

By custom Eren Dragonborn was supposed to host Young Master Naiye and eat together.

But he’d been delayed by something; Naiye had already eaten halfway when he finally arrived late.

Eren, looking frightened, hurriedly shut the door.

Then he leaned his back against it.

“Aooooh!!! It hurts!”

Suddenly he jumped up and down, clutching his butt—pain that felt unbearable.

After clutching it a few times, Eren looked back at Young Master Naiye, whose expression was extremely calm.

At that moment, he understood.

“Naiye! Why did you have Grandmother spank my butt again! It hurts and I’m so embarrassed.”

“This is punishment. Remember this lesson and don’t be so arrogant next time!”

Naiye repeated what Grandmother had told Eren earlier.

Now he understood that this was the consequence of being too arrogant during the exam.

But Grandmother had plainly forgiven him and had warned him long ago—yet under Naiye’s instigation,

Grandmother had summoned him again, and this time he wasn’t so lucky.

Grandmother had spanked his butt hard!!!

It hurt! Terribly!

This was the punishment of the Dragon Mother Knight—the spanking of Eiru Dragonborn, who presently had the strongest physique in the kingdom!

Very few people could endure that!

Eren was scared just thinking about it.

“Now eat, sit down quickly.”

Eren’s seat was opposite Naiye; a warmly roasted steak had already been placed.

The aroma was intoxicating, fully tempting the appetite.

“………”

But Eren dared not sit—his butt couldn’t bear it; he simply couldn’t sit.

“Though it’s impolite, I’ll stand.”

He said that, then glanced at Eir, unusually quiet today.

—Eir was really serving Naiye; she had truly decided she would leave.

Eren had wanted to take a bite right away, but the atmosphere and Eir’s condition made it impossible to eat.

“Eir, I… I’m sorry. I didn’t expect to have pushed you out like that; I thought it was…”

Eren originally wanted to say his family had told him to step up, but realizing it made no difference, he stopped.

Thinking it over, it was strange in itself that Eren, as a man, had become captain of one of the Four Great Knight Orders.

But behind him was the Dragon Knights’ Grandmother—the Dragon Mother—who truly represented the Dragon Knights, so people didn’t mind.

Yet it was a fact that Eir had arduously earned the captaincy herself, only for Eren to take it.

“………”

Eir turned her head away indifferently, still wearing an arrogant silence.

Slap!

Naiye gave her a light slap to provoke some reaction.

Slap!!

Eir frowned but remained unmoved, which prompted Young Master Naiye to poke her two more times.

“It’s nothing. I’m now Eir Lycoris; I’m no longer captain of the Dragon Knights.”

With Young Master Naiye’s help, Eir finally spoke—that was also her final remark.

That sentence completely confirmed that from now on she belonged to the Lycoris family rather than the Dragon Knight family.

For her that was actually better; it was just that her innate pride made her see it as an escape…….

Thus the Silver Dragon Knight left the Dragon Knight family, and few even had a chance to say goodbye to her.

“………….”

Eren looked at Naiye with full apology; Young Master Naiye returned his gaze calmly.

Their looks explained everything, and Eren sighed.

“Ah!! It hurts!”

Eren forgot his wound and suddenly tried to sit down.

But then jumped up in agony.

Faced with such a comical sight, Young Master Naiye did not laugh at him.

Eir, on the other hand, watched Eren’s antics with a touch of revenge and indifferent pride.

This was also her last time.