22 Always Be Wary of the Oriole (1/2)
The change was too fast and brutal for Wenzel to respond in time. By the time his goons had opened their mouths, the telekinetic power had already trapped them, and before he could intervene, they were obliterated.
Now he was annoyed. Finding goons within the harem without drawing attention to himself was not an easy task. And all his efforts had been ruined by that eunuch!
Worse, seeing the way through which they stared at each other, he could bet there was an illicit relationship going on!
And the feeling of having his meat spoiled by a commoner soured his mouth.
In a flash, he appeared in front of the pair and cast a fierce gaze at Konrad.
”Was life so sweet that you had to throw it away to play the knight in shining armor? Fool!”
Although he was dressed as a low-ranked eunuch, it was clear that his cultivation had at least reached the Grand Knight Rank. That being the case, the situation was severe.
Just like head palace maids had court ladies above them, head eunuchs also had their superiors. Grand eunuchs, royal eunuchs, and imperial eunuchs. Who respectively were at the Grand, Arch, and Transcendent Ranks. The main difference, however, was that unlike court ladies who belonged to the Holy Empress and the Dowager's jurisdictions the grand eunuchs and above belonged to the Holy Emperor's!
This was the type of witness he absolutely could not afford to leave.
But Konrad's gaze still didn't move from Jasmine.
”Why is it that tonight, my ears are full of the barking of dogs?”
He inquired with a mischievous smile.
”Maybe because they are missing their kennel.”
She laughed, a delightful laugh that could effortlessly lift the spirit.
”Bastards!”
Wenzel's bloodshot eyes would have fired daggers if they could.
But they could not so he opted for a more practical approach.
”Energy sword!”
Sky-blue energy condensed within his palm and morphed into the textbook longsword used by most knights of the Holy Flame Empire.
Meanwhile, his eyes glittered with silver rays, and like a meteor, he shot toward Konrad.
Konrad grabbed Jasmine by the waist and turned into dozens of afterimages to escape Wenzel's sword stroke.
As a paragon spirit prince, Wenzel was no pushover. Worse, his cultivation was higher by four steps. However, Konrad was unafraid.
He dropped Jasmine by his side, and his eyes finally fell upon his foe. But the smile with which he stared at him made Wenzel feel uncomfortable.
”I will break you.”
Konrad calmly pledged and stretched out his hands.
Sky-blue light gathered within his palm and turned into a two meters long war hammer.
The fool wanted to be fancy with his sword? Let him be fancy.
He then stomped his feet, and at more than thrice the speed of sound appeared at Wenzel's front.
*BANG*
A leftward sweep of his hammer crashed into Wenzel's shoulder and sent him spiraling into the adjacent wall. Konrad gave him no respite and immediately pursued.
”Hateful!”
The energy signature was clearly of the fifth step Grand Knight so why was that eunuch so powerful?
”Energy armor!”
Wenzel adorned his sky-blue energy armor and drove his sword into a diagonal slash.
The silver rays within his eyes turned into a silver mist that spread within a thirty-meter radius and assaulted Konrad's mind with phantasmal blows.
”Insignificant parlor tricks!”
Violet light flashed within his eyes, and the illusions assailing him instantly collapsed.
He curved his back to let Wenzel's sword slash fly by his nose and sent his hammer right into his chest!
*BANG*
Wenzel flew into the air with blood spurting from his lips. Konrad stomped his feet and flew after him with a maniacal laugh.
”Why is my spiritual mist not affecting you?!”
”Ask my hammer.”
*BANG* BANG* *BANG*
The flurry of hammer blows came crashing onto Wenzel at breakneck speed, oppressing him and sending an increasing number of cracks to spread through his energy armor.
Konrad vanished, appeared above him, and trampled his face with a series of violent kicks!
And in an earsplitting explosion of dust, Wenzel cratered.
”I heard paragon spirit princes were the most outstanding juniors of the empire. But I suppose that as it often is the case with the imperial families, your reputation is…overrated.”
Wenzel's energy armor shattered alongside his dignity, and his bloodied teeth were clenched to near collapse.
If he could see the foot imprints on his face, he would have probably suffered a heart stroke.