251 What is Your Choice? (2/2)

Konrad explained and divided them into two groups.

On Zamira, Faidra, Aliki, Lena, and Daphne, he imparted Seer's Vision's mnemonics.

To Jasmine, Iliana, Freya, and Astarte, he granted the Absolute War Sense's mnemonics.

As the texts settled within their minds, they realized the shocking difficulty of those methods.

Still, none shirked from the challenge.

His eyes then shifted toward Diyana.

”What is your choice?”

He directly asked. And instantly, she realized this was the last juncture. The time spent within the group allowed her to realize that be it for pleasure, resources, or opportunity, Konrad was the man to follow.

Through his unfathomable means, he managed to turn those nine secular world women into earthshaking talents that eclipsed the best off the Celestial Church and Infernal Cult.

To say nothing of the rest. This point alone was enough to showcase his immeasurable abilities. Moreover, if before his strength was already monstrous, then now, Diyana didn't doubt that it'd reached a new height.

His cultivation may only stand at the Rising Saint Rank, but perhaps not many of the inheritors would be qualified to trade blows with him.

In the near future, the Ancient Crystal World would be his. She no longer had any doubt about that.

However, more than a master, Gulistan was her mother figure. The one that raised her from before the cradle and granted her innumerable chances to now reach her current height.

Diyana genuinely loved and respected her. Alas, her thoughts were a mystery. And her real standpoint toward Konrad hard to comprehend. Did she just want to control him, or did she wish to fatten then devour him?

She didn't know.

No one, not even her father, lord Berken did.

One was her master and mother figure. The other, a peerless youth controlling unfathomable resources and who with a glance, assailed her with a mixture of lust and dread.

Forced to pick between the two, Diyana floundered.

However, she then recalled that while profoundly cruel, Konrad's care for his women was genuine. Protecting, empowering, and spoiling them was his delight.

But for Gulistan, all individuals were tools.

Expendable tools meant to serve her ambitions and heighten the overall glory of the house.

She was no exception. Therefore, between the two, she chose Konrad and dropped on her knees.

”Master, please accept my vow of allegiance! Henceforth, my body, life, and soul all belong to you!”

She pledged, and hearing this, Konrad's lips curled into a smile.

With his current abilities, even without a contract, there was nothing Diyana could hide from him. Her mind was an open book for him to browse through. And indeed, bearing witness to her little internal struggle mildly entertained him.

Jade-green pentagrams appeared at his back while a unique lineage force erupted, bringing alongside it a shroud of jade fog that enveloped the two of them.

Konrad extended his hand toward Diyana and lifted up her chin.

Again, she was startled. One second, he stood several steps away, the next, he was lifting her chin. The gap between them was once again made evident.

But as she raised her eyes toward those gripping golden hues of his, her fears made way for a massive eruption of desire, and her cheeks flushed red.

”Then my dear, let us welcome you to my household.”