"Really, the life of a palace maid is nothing but sorrow. Why is it that we're the one tasked to dispose of the body?"

　　"The holy consort's orders cannot be violated, so let's just get this over with."

　　Two palace maids lamented while dragging the dead body of a slender youth toward the sewers in the dark of night. He looked no older than eighteen with short black hairs stopping at the nape of his neck and a gorgeous, finely chiseled face that would stand out within any crowd.

　　Alas, the pale and coldness of his body indicated that he was no longer of the living. The two palace maids quickly reached the inner court's sewers and were about to throw the body into it when they felt it tremble within their hands.

　　"Huh? Did you feel something?"

　　"Yes, I felt it shake a little. So, it wasn't just me?"

　　Then, their gaze lowered toward the youth's beautiful face, and they were horrified to see his eyelids trembling.

　　His eyes sprang open!

　　"Wooh, waking up to two beauties holding me is always a pleasure, but maybe you should introduce yourselves first?"

　　The youth jested.

　　"AAAAAAAARGH!"

　　"Ghost, undead, undead ghost!"

　　"Run away!"

　　A dead body had begun talking. Of course, they were getting the h.e.l.l out of there. Promptly, they dropped the body and ran at the speed of cheetahs!

　　In a thud, Konrad fell onto the ground, and slight pain ran through his feeble body.

　　"b.i.t.c.hes! Did you have to be so brutal? See how I deal with you in the future."

　　He then sat cross-legged and began reorganizing his thoughts. His memories were fuzzy, and the last thing he recalled was a G.o.d sending him into reincarnation after he got cornered by various secret services and attempted to destroy his golden rod.

　　The memories of the previous body's owner then flooded his body, and in three seconds, his eyes widened in disbelief.

　　Apparently, he was now in a completely different world ruled by strength, status, and magic. The Holy Flame Empire's inner court was where he stood, and he was a seventeen years old eunuch who had been sold to the palace by his birth parents.

　　His father was a drunk, his mother was a wh.o.r.e (in all senses of the term), and they chose to sell him to the palace to pay off their many debts. He had always been a quiet child who dreamt of exploring the vast Holy Continent but had received no opportunity to fulfill that dream.

　　Worse, destiny chose to curse him with something he didn't know how to deal with: Beauty!

　　From infancy to maturity, he had always been too beautiful. As a human being, he could compete with the Paragon Spirits in terms of looks and was surrounded by excessive jealousy. Men wanted to gut him. Women to bed him, but he was too shy to take advantage of that.

　　Being sold into the palace and made a eunuch was a form of relief, but who would have expected that fate's cruelty would again attack him. While tending to his duties in the imperial kitchen, he was spotted by one of the Holy Consort's maids and not long after, summoned to her chambers.