Chapter 52: First meeting with Einar; Bedivere's embarrassment

(3rd person's POV)

"Well, then I guess it is my turn…" Bedivere said and caught another healthy fish. His luck was greatest among them if not strength.

"I am sure if you all have heard the saying weakness is a sin but being cute- I-I mean good looking is just worst if the one helping you is someone like Sir Einar. My story goes like this…"

(Bedivere's POV)

My origins came from the sister island of British Island Ireland. My parents named me Bedivere after War God of the Celts, Bedwyr. After the climatic destruction of that island, we have to immigrate here so we end up becoming knights.

Although my name suggested someone with incredible strength and charisma of war, my potential was nothing like that. I was slender looking and somewhat girlish both with facial expressions and voice. I had great skills with the sword but all that matters among them, is the powerful force that you put behind that blade.

I have little to no mana and even if I was fast, I was no match to knights who were using mana to increase their power so I had no chance to claim victory.

I was trashed out by knights in training, mostly used as a porter for the expedition, and then being teased by both men and women in the bar.

Even I sometimes cried in secret for being weak but I never stopped in my belief and was hoping for a time to come.

And that time soon arrived when prophesized King Arthur with his party arrived in the castle and requested a sparing competition between knights to choose strongest and wisest to enter Knights of the Round Table.

I was determined to try my luck but I knew that what would gonna happen to me.

And that's what happened; I was utterly humiliated and was played by a knight before being completely trashed by him.

Laughing on weak knight was very usual and I was used to it.

I was about to leave knighthood when two individuals approach me. They were King Arthur and Sir Einar.

King Arthur was as Gawain described, elegant and refined like a king but Sir Einar was also kind. He immediately started casting healing spells when I was laughed at and mocked by everyone.

"P-please… I am unworthy of your attention…" I didn't even dare to look at them.

"Why is that? I think you are the most suitable person to enter the round table. What do you think, Arthur?"

"I think so too. Knight is one who has an iron will regardless of what kind of strength you have."

It was unbelievable to hear such praises for someone like me.

At that moment, they both appeared like angels in my eyes sent by God to help me.

"I object! How can this weakling enter round table?!" It was the knight who bullied me most. His name was Rugal, the strongest knight among our peers. He was big and had incredible strength.

"Oh yeah? I believe Bedivere strongest here though." Sir Einar was still thinking that I should enter the round table.

He was fuming with obvious lies but didn't dare to raise his sword on Sir Einar.

Sir Einar and King Arthur already showed their strength by defeating knights who wanted to question their strength. King Arthur showed such dignified swordplay and defeated every knight with his head high while Sir Einar trashed anyone without even moving an inch. It is still unknown where those knights who challenged Sir Einar are.

"How about a bet? I will train Bedivere for three months and then I will hold a spar between you and him and whoever wins will enter the round table."

"Then it's a deal and loser will lose his title as a knight."

Then King Arthur also confirmed the bet as a witness and I end up as the squire of Sir Einar without anyone asking my opinion.

"Sir Einar… T-thank you…" I was embarrassed to show this kind of expression and then being teased but it never came instead I heft a soft hand on my head.

"Don't worry. Whenever I make a commitment; I will make it come true."

"B-but I don't have mana like other knights…"

"Doesn't really matter. Human will set foot on the moon without any kind of mana in future."

He revealed his rumored prophesy. I was happy that there was someone who cares for me but the next moment, that care became my most embarrassing moments.

"T-then… what kind of training are we going to do?"

"pushups, sit-ups, and plenty of juice." He said then took out an unusual maid dress. "But first put this on."

"B-b-but this is for w-woman…!" I was embarrassed to even put that short dress on. It would surely destroy a little bit of dignity still left in me!

"And your point is?"

"…"

"Look Mr. Bedivere, the first part of your training is to optimize your dominant skills. Why do you think I became this strong even after having such a charming face and handsome figure?" He said and posed like a price.

I was gonna called him a kid but I remember knights who went missing after even talking about his height.

Since it was useless to argue with the knight of the round table so I just wore it.

I was so embarrassed to wear such clothes but he didn't mind and praised me for looking beautiful. I was about to tell him that I am still straight but he stated that he loves a girl. It was hard to imagine him famous Sir Einar interested in girls since every girl who approaches him end up being punched with his secret move, [Be Gone Thot!].

So it was believed that Sir Einar was gay since he was only closer with King Arthur and Sir Kay.

"Then you will be called Bibi-chan from now on. I will teach you how to act moe-moe."

"Eh? Ehhh?!"

And for the whole month, I did nothing but act like a cute maid and become popular in the castle. My dignity as a man reduced to ashes.

He only taught me weird stuff like how to draw something on an egg omelet with ketchup, how to act like a bunny girl in a casino, and how to charm others whether male or females with my charms.

I soon understand that I was just being used for Sir Einar's weird kinks. It was even worse than being bullied by other knights.

"Sir Einar, it has been a month. When are you gonna teach me anything?" I decided to confront him. It was a death way but the man inside me was already dead so I had nothing to lose.

"Hah, you are right. Then Bedivere, are you ready for my inhuman training?"

"I am, Sir Einar!" I nodded with determination.

What comes after that was what made me the knight of the round table. Every day, I have to do 100 Pushups, 100 Sit-Ups, 100 Squats, and a 10KM Run. After this bone-breaking workout comes training with a sword. Sir Arthur himself helped me in that aspect.

I didn't have any mana so my only choice was to forge my swords skills and strike my opponent's critical points.

It was that time my admiration for Sir Einar and King Arthur increased.

Soon the day arrived my battle with Rugal.

"Pff hahaha, look at that weakling, wearing girlish frock!"

"Hey pretty lady, wanna have some good time with me after this match?!"

"Oi, are you gay?"

"No, I am a B. He fulfills all my fetishes, hahaha!"

Knights were mocking me since I was indeed wearing a beautiful frock in the duel.

Rugal, Sir Kay who was the referee, and even Sir Einar who made me wear this, were also chuckling. Well, my pride as a man was already gone so all those mocks went ahead of me and I was more focused to defeat Rugal.

Match soon began. I immediately went offensive with incredible speed shocking everyone. Rugal also didn't underestimate me and replied to my attacks with equal strength but he was the man with rich experience and inhuman strength so before I could deliver a finishing blow, he slashed his sword and blew me away.

"Hahaha, do you think just training for few months will make you strong?!" Rugal was angry and was coming close to finish me slowly.

Other knights were also mocking me but I could see a confidant smile on my mentor. I looked in the sky and saw a man on a flying horse leaving for heaven; it was my final dignity as a man.

I rolled my spread my legs like a seductress and screamed like a girl.

"Kyaaa~"

"…" All individuals in the arena halted their moments.

I put my hand on my lips and put a teary face with puppy eyes and asked, "D-do you enjoy bully me that much?"

"Eh..? No… I am sorry… wait- what is happening? Why my heart beating this fast?" Rugal started to blush.

"How dare he bully our Bibi-chan?!"

"Yeah, Bibi-chan is our idol regardless of gender!"

"He is a total dork!"

"Asshole!"

"Bullying Bibi-chan is heresy and punishment is death!"

All the spectators started booing him and towing things on Rugal who was confused about what was happening.

"Dame desu!" I stood up and then started to explain. I closed my hands like prayer and closing my eyes, I spoke, "Human is born unequal so if you have the strength you should use this to protect the weak or someone precious to you."

"Ah, this light!"

"Bibi-chan is an angel."

"Bibi-chan!"

"Bibi-chan!"

"Bibi-chan!"

"Bibi-chan!"

Spectators were cheering for only me and even forgot that this was supposed to be a duel.

"Please forgive me, Bibi-chan! I was wrong! I will open an orphanage and reflect on my actions for the rest of my life!" Rugal fell on his knees.

"Please get up. You should serve King Arthur and this country as you have great strength."

He nodded and admitted defeat.

And so I was offered a chance to enter Knights of the Round Table. I was so relieved that I was out of humiliation for the rest of my life now that I am one of the most starting members of King Arthur's quest.

After taking the oath, Sir Einar approached me and whispered something, "There is still some training left so how about we try some new maid dresses that I made? Come follow me."

'Fuck my life…' And so I yet again followed him.

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(3rd person's POV)

"Please don't ask what happened after that. It is just freaking embarrassing." Bedivere shook his head with rosy cheeks.

All other knights felt something hot and took some distance from this charming knight before their dignity also leaves them.

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