16 The Fog Thickens (1/2)
The eunuchs' chests were marked with the firm imprint of Konrad's fists. Blood dripped from the corners of their lips, and their unconscious but still breathing bodies remained encased within the walls.
Now the only active presence of the assailants were the palace women that still foolishly giggled on the ground. Konrad entered the system and checked his exp count which had gone from 3515 all the way to 124015. As a second step Grand Knight of extraordinary beauty, Freya had brought 80000 exp while the three virgin priestesses had added a total of 40500.
Konrad exchanged 9000 exp for a programmable high-grade True Spatial Pouch with ten thousand square meters of space and set it up into a five stories tall twenty-first-century style white luxury mansion occupying a thousand square meters, a garden, and a massive swimming pool.
He then created a basement set up in jail cells and exited the system with an exp count of 115015.
Konrad tossed the spatial pouch into the air, causing it to fly over the defeated assailants, swallow them within, and group them in the jail cells.
Meanwhile, Daphne's personal attendants were staring slack-jawed while wondering where the lady found such a fierce creature.
”Is he lady Iliana's secret lover?”
”It must be so!”
”Only such a handsome and outstanding man is worthy of the lady.”
They concluded out loud, causing Konrad to feel even more self-satisfied and Iliana to lose her composure.
”Come on, don't be shy. Keep praising me. It is only right for the outstanding to be praised. Go, go, go…”
He inwardly thought while adopting the stance of an expert.
”Who is whose secret lover? That scoundrel has nothing to do with me!”
Iliana roared while aiming her quivering finger at Konrad's complacent face.
”Hum, hum. How could you say that? We've already done so many deeds together that calling you my wife wouldn't be exaggerated.”
Those shameless words took Daphne's attendants aback.
”The deed has already been done? Then doesn't that mean…?”
”I didn't think lady Iliana would be so brazen.”
”I'm afraid Count Wolfgang is not going to take this kindly.”
”What can he do? In any case without his son, lady Iliana will have to soon carry on the bloodline. Might as well start now.”
Iliana was assaulted by phantasmal blows, staggered, and almost fell onto the ground.
Konrad silently recorded the merits of those attendants to make sure he could properly thank them in the future.
But now it was time to return to seriousness.
Iliana stepped toward the attendants to ask about Daphne's condition and was relieved to know that the assassins had not managed to get to her.
”Now do you still think that the Holy Consort is not the one behind this?”
Asked Iliana while leading the way toward Daphne's chambers. The news of her father's recent deeds had shocked her to the core of her soul, and although her relationship with that elder half-brother of hers was no good, she still felt sorry for him who in the end only wanted to defend his mother's dignity.
Her father had gone too far.
”On the contrary, I'm now convinced this has nothing to do with the Holy Consort.”
”Huh?”
They had just reached the doorstep when Konrad said those words that caused Iliana to blankly stare at him.
”Your father's move might have looked rash, but in fact its sharpness is terrifying. He not only disposed of the main pawn the Holy Consort had prepared within his house, and thus removed a concealed threat, but also drastically increased your status and value within the consort's eyes.”
Although not adept of political machinations, Iliana was a sharp woman and quickly understood what he meant.
”Before I was the illegitimate daughter of Wolfgang Kracht. Although that status is not negligible, it wields no true significance or implication. Now I am the heir to the Kracht name. If anything was to happen to me…”
”Yes, it would be an offense again the entire Uradel house of Kracht and its allies. Thus, if the Holy Consort is really a woman of wisdom and vision, I have no doubt this has nothing to do with her.”