Laughter filled the training ground.
That laughter made passers-by run away, and the birds sitting on the branches flew further away.
"Idiot!"
"Hey, hey. Don't overdo it. You'll kill him."
Among their giggling.
'Fucking bastards.'
Mahol struggled to hold back his anger. Grinding his teeth at their punches, he endured and endured.
It didn't hurt too much, maybe because he had been through this pain for too long.
Still, he felt it was unfair that he had to go through this.
One day, this group started to bully him for no reason.
At first, they stuck with beating him down using words, but the bullying grew worse, and now they started beating him in the open.
"Hey, there's someone there."
"What are you looking at? Hey! Get lost!"
"Huh? Shit. It's them!"
He didn't even ask for help from anyone. Even the teachers couldn't do anything, let alone his classmates.
In this place where commoners were the majority, those who reigned as kings were the nobles’ children.
There was no one to rescue him, a powerless commoner, fr...
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