"Your grace, your august majesty, we do not dare have such treasonous thoughts! Please have mercy!"

　　 *BAM*

　　 All proclaimed like a desperate choir and kowtowed toward Konrad whose lips had now curled into a smile. Naturally, he could see through Daphne's ploy. The meaning behind her words was obvious, and with the crime of contempt toward the emperor hanging above their heads, all fell to surrendered to desperation.

　　 "When did I mention treasonous thoughts? I made a simple remark and you abjure the sin of treason? Could it be an instance of revealing truth out of fear? Interesting."

　　 Daphne countered, causing cold sweat to erupt from all those officials, lords and merchants' foreheads. Instantaneously, all wondered what they possibly did to offend this heartless woman! But again, the more astute saw the scheme where it lay, and while still prostrating on the ground, asked:

　　 "Your grace, we were momentarily muddled and failed to showcase our devotion to our lord. How can we possibly make up for it? What you ask, we will offer, for nothing is too much to profess our love for his august majesty!"

　　 One slick-tongued man exclaimed, and immediately, all followed him to repeat the words. Seeing this, Daphne nodded in approval.

　　 "Good. Very good. I'm willing to accept this as a momentary lapse of judgment. Of course, you need to show enough sincerity. As Semi-Saints and Saints, you all possess and came with lovely wives. Surely, they're the tribute best representing your devotion to his majesty. Your devotion to the Profane Prince.

　　 And by letting your wives enjoy his graces across 666 nights, you ensure the success and prosperity of your houses across eons to come. What a glory!"

　　 Daphne candidly replied, causing the tens of thousands of men to gawk in disbelief while Konrad and his consorts suppressed bursts of laughter.

　　 "Daphne, Daphne, I have not raised you in vain."

　　 Konrad inwardly chortled while sweeping the kowtowing guests with his icy gaze.

　　 "W-what?"

　　 Many asked in disbelief. Was the Divine Consort truly asking them to offer their wives for success and salvation? How could that be? And thinking that their ears betrayed them, all sought confirmation in one another's eyes, but were startled to see the same consternation stretching within all gazes.

　　 Their hearing had no issue! In a flash, silence dropped on the scene, and all lowered their eyes onto the ground, not daring to speak up, but not daring to refuse, either!

　　 Daphne's smile broadened.

　　 "What? You think this is beneath your dignity? That your wives are too good for his majesty to enjoy? Very well, feel free to leave. We will not stop you."

　　 Daphne stated and turned. But none found comfort in those words! With a harem of more than five thousand women all enjoying his rod, the Profane Prince's lasciviousness was known throughout the globe. But this was a small matter.

　　 Whether this idea stemmed from the emperor or not, whoever stood up and left was slapping his face, and challenging his might! They didn't have enough lives to try the consequences. But while legions of husbands trembled in fright and doubt, the majority of the women yearned for prompt abandon!