Chapter 2 (2/2)

Ernst suddenly had a thought. Didn’t it make him feel superior, how he was able to subdue a gigantic man like this, whose physique Ernst would never be able to have? In this palace of the Crown Prince where all of the butlers, maids, and guardsmen who once bowed to Ernst with the deepest respect now neglected him, only this giant of a man still showed unchanging loyalty. Just how far would this person accept Ernst’s conduct? No matter how unreasonable the Crown Prince’s behavior was, would this servant resign himself to accepting and serving him regardless?

As if to clear out the cruel thoughts that had risen up one by one in his mind, Ernst shook his head. Cold water droplets flew from his hair. It was pathetic how swiftly he had fallen into such petty thoughts.

A touch landed on his knee, and Ernst stood. The servant’s large hands carefully washed between Ernst’s legs. His thick fingers gently scooped up Ernst’s small manhood, and he slowly and gently washed it as if he were holding it with both hands. A strange and tingling feeling spread from Ernst’s toes to the rest of his body.

After he had been diagnosed with Kleber’s disease, the doctors tried to determine if Ernst’s manhood could stand and perform the duties of a man. Sometimes they used bird feathers, other times they used ears of wheat. Yet Ernst’s manhood didn’t prick up or react in any way. In front of innumerable doctors and butlers, Ernst was made to stand nude to see if he could become erect.

Finally, the chief doctor reached out his thin fingers which looked like dead branches, respectfully picked up Ernst’s soft manhood, and rubbed it.

Even just thinking about it now made Ernst feel sick to his stomach. Ernst had endured it for a very long time, but in the end, his manhood still didn’t have any reaction.

Yet he felt somehow different when in this manservant’s hands.

What that feeling was, Ernst wasn’t able to tell.

After gently being rinsed with water, Ernst dipped himself into the bathtub. The warm water seemed to relax every muscle of his body.

If there were any ‘muscles’ at all in his body, that is.

As usual, the manservant waited right behind him. Just what thoughts were brewing in that brown-haired head of his? Was this big man’s brain also filled to the brim with thoughts about the new Crown Prince? Even if that were the case, right now, he had dedicated himself to serving Ernst as he always had, and for that, Ernst couldn’t help but praise him.

Compared to the behavior of the butlers and maids, the dedication this servant showed to Ernst deserved his appreciation.

There were differences between the Kleber and the Dunbert.

It wasn’t that they as a people were that different, it was that they were different species. Like dogs and cats, or horses and cows, they were not at all the same thing.

The Kleber race belonged to the family of the Schell Continent races, in which blue blood flowed through their veins. The Dunbert belonged to the Grude Continent, and their blood flowed red.

Was red blood warm? With blood that was a warm color flowing through this large-bodied man’s heart, perhaps his heart, too, was warm.

Ernst gave a slight smile at the romantic musings in his head; those thoughts were like those of a young girl.

For someone’s personality to change based on the blood they shed, how ridiculous.