91 Soul Tearing Losses (1/2)
”If you insist…”
Without warning, Konrad swept Iliana off her feet, carrying her bridal style into the Kracht carriage.
”What are you doing?!”
”Didn't you say you wanted me to die in your arms? Good. I'm going to -die- in your arms, alright.
But in my world, that means coming inside you…again…and again…and…again…”
”You…Dissolute!”
But she offered no resistance, surrendering to him wholeheartedly in a heated session that shook the initially steady carriage at various intervals.
…
The return trip to the Kracht mansion went without a hitch. At the doorsteps, the Kracht kinsmen currently within the capital awaited in organized lines.
When Iliana descended alongside Konrad, they all stepped toward her to exclaim their congratulations and present gifts. If before, her status came from her father's name, now that she bore the title of ”future saint,” the situation was different. They, of course, wanted to show more goodwill.
Though polite in her words, Iliana's aloof demeanor clearly showed that she didn't wish to get bothered. The kinsmen took the hint and scattered.
In the reception hall, a plethora of gifts from various houses both from low and high nobility awaited. Seeing them, Konrad sighed.
”Aaahh…I worked myself half to death, challenged innumerable dangers, even went into the tiger's den, all to seize this baptism quota. But now, now…no one remembers my contributions. All can only think of the main beneficiary.”
”Aaah…fairness…unfairness…the heart of the people!”
Konrad sighed in an exceedingly dramatic way as if to complain about the unfairness of the situation.
Iliana nodded in approval.
”This is why we say that men are suckers for beauties. Clearly, even you turned out to be a big sucker. Now the question is, should I abandon you now that I've made full use of you?”
Ilana asked with false seriousness.
”Oh? Are you sure you've made full use of me? I dare say that I've still many tricks you have yet to taste. Perhaps I should immediately undress you to reaffirm my worth!”
”Yes, yes…wait, no!”
Like an alarmed fawn, Iliana stepped away from Konrad, backing off to the nearest wall. She was just recovering from the previous session. How could she allow him to wreak havoc so soon afterward?
However, it was, of course, to no avail. Before she could take three steps, Konrad had already placed her on his shoulder and carried her to the master bedroom for another epic lovemaking session.
…
Meanwhile, in the Holy Flame Church, blame was still being assigned.
”Regardless of what you say, the inquisition department is the main reason of this operation's failure. Since you can't do your job properly, it is only right for us to cut down your fundings!”
The flame spirit exarch declared in a self-righteous tone. That exarch was of the faith defending department and had been eying the inquisition's resources for a while. Today, using their failure to obtain house Kracht's submission, he would definitely suck them dry!
Knowing fully well what he was after, the exarch who served as one of the two vice chief inquisitresses boiled with rage. Was it not for the other side's deep roots within the church, she would have already let go of all restraints and drawn her sword!
However, the situation wasn't in her favor, and they'd indeed failed in their duties. Worse was that they reported false success and inadvertently caused the church to lose face.
”Don't go too far! I will send you the grand inquisitress in charge of the operation to deal with as you see fit.”
She conceded. However, she'd underestimated the flame spirit's appetite.
”Don't think you can weasel your way out of this one by just cutting off one of your fingers. I want the entire arm! The head exarch has already given his approval.”
Knowing that the situation was under control, the flame spirit was feeling proud and elated. Who told that bitch to offend him? Always acting in a condescending manner as if she was part of a superior breed?
Was she the spirit, or was he the spirit? Impudence!
Now that the head exarch had given him the pass, he would not pull any punch.
Hearing this, the vice chief inquisitress was at a loss, she'd indeed received a warning from her superior that the head exarch was likely to have them bear all the responsibility. However, she didn't expect him to do it in such an uncouth, humiliating manner by sending that flame spirit out of all people.
As if to put greater emphasis on his words, the flame spirit pulled out a written order signed with the head exarch's seal. Seeing it, there was nothing else the vice chief could say or do. Defeated, she lowered her head, gritting her teeth while her nails dug within her palm.