174 Rune Carving (1/2)

Within his mansion, Konrad carried on with Nils' introduction to the pleasure worlds, plowing her field and inseminating her in various positions while she moaned in delight, her mind surrendering to ecstasy.

Following their lovemaking session, Nils slumbered within Konrad's bed. And while she lied beneath the sheets, Konrad headed out to complete his mansion's ”internal cleaning.”

The two imperial eunuchs Olrich had planted within his staff awoke, their minds subdued by the Phantasm Orchids.

”Greetings, master!”

They hailed before falling on their knees. Satisfied by the result, Konrad nodded.

”Your daily routine remains the same. If Olrich asks you for reports, you just tell him that I focus on my Cultivation and nothing strange occurs within the mansion.”

”As you command, master!”

”Also, clean the entrance, and make sure no trace of fighting remains.”

Throughout the Holy Flame Empire, perhaps only Konrad would dare use Semi-Saints as housekeepers. Naturally, the servants didn't feel offended, carrying out their master's orders with as if their lives depended on it.

Afterward, Konrad went back in, finding the maids and eunuchs that cowered within various corners of the mansion to rewire the females and force orchids down the males' throats. Thus, enforcing the loyalty and obedience of every single member of his mansion.

An uneventful night followed.

As dawn approached, Konrad gently shook Nils who snuggled against him.

”Wake up sleepy head, I can't have you leave my mansion in broad daylight.”

”Hnnn…”

Nils' eyelids trembled, and she reluctantly awoke to Konrad staring at her with an amused smile. At first, she wished to give small complaints, but when the sight of his bare body appeared within her eyes, her cheeks flushed red, and she hid beneath the blanket.

Recalling what occurred during last night, Nils couldn't find the strength to face Konrad.

”What, feeling shy now? Nah, you can't feel shy. Not after going -Ohhh…Konrad…Konrad…Konrad…Ohhh!- for hours.”

Konrad's teasing words caused the floundering Nils to no longer know where to put herself, feeling that she had no face left. If she could dig a hole to hide, she would.

”You…bully.”

Nils mumbled while keeping her red face hidden. Konrad shook his head and pulled the blanket away from her.

”Let's discuss proper business. I could, in theory, remove your Soul Worm. However, doing so will alarm your father. Therefore, that'll have to wait.”

Having never expected Konrad to possess such skills, Nils was startled. After all, without extraordinary soul powers or special abilities, harmlessly removing Soul Worm was impossible.

Clearly, Konrad was still far from that soul power level. However, when she recalled that ”golden rod” Nils' surprise vanished.

”Also, I suppressed your cultivation breakthrough. You should keep the energy accumulated from this dual cultivation session store and gradually release it. A sudden level leap will surely alarm your father.”

If before someone told Nils that she would partake in dual Cultivation, she would have never believed. Once more, she felt all her face lost but still nodded in approval.

”As for your dad, what do you think you should do?”

Konrad asked in a mild but serious tone.

”Across the following weeks, I will slowly reduce my anger toward him, then apologize for my behavior and ask for his forgiveness.”

Nils replied, following a brief moment of reflection.

”Good girl.”

Konrad gave her forehead a gentle kiss, and in that instant, Nils inwardly wished time would stop flowing.

Then they both got dressed, and using his Invisibility Skill to cloak them, Konrad led Nils back to her chambers before returning to his quarters to spend the remainder of his time in Cultivation.

…

When dawn made way to the first rays of sunlight, Konrad opened his eyes, standing up to prepare for the upcoming meeting.

Standing by Olrich's side within the throne room, he listened to the court reports, while taking notes of his ”father's” replies. Afterward, he followed Olrich to his study for further lessons.

”Son, your posture is a total disaster. You're the imperial duke! My ninth son! When facing the officials, you should stand tall, hands on either side of your waist, back straight, and eyes staring directly into theirs.