Konrad's appearance didn't disturb the cat which purred on Jasmine's lap while royally ignoring him.

　　"Where did you get that thing?"

　　Konrad asked with glaring displeasure.

　　"It's a gift from the holy consort."

　　Jasmine replied while pa.s.sing her hand through the cat's fur. Konrad's attention had been fully captured by the cat's presence. And as he stared at it, his face contorted into strange grimaces.

　　"What's wrong with you?"

　　"Dispose of it. I hate cats."

　　Even the cat seemed alarmed by Konrad's words, full of grievances, its large eyes turned toward him pleading mercy.

　　"Don't think that you can soften me with your cat eyes. If she doesn't get rid of you, tonight I'm making cat soup! Let's see who dares stop me!"

　　It was the first time Jasmine had seen Konrad so quickly lose his composure. And the culprit even turned out to be an innocent cat? How could this be?

　　"This is a gift from the holy consort. How can I dispose of it? To say nothing of the fact I don't want to."

　　"You don't want to?"

　　Toward Konrad's fierce tone, Jasmine remained undaunted.

　　"When you were running amok outside, battling for the sake of your beauty, this cat kept me company. Now you say you want me to dispose of it?"

　　As she spoke, Jasmine's tone slowly rose until it finally boomed within the room.

　　"Konrad, you have no conscience! Even if you can't be faithful, at the very least, you shouldn't be this biased! How could you abandon me in this cruel palace to go rampage within the city alongside others?!

　　What? DIDN'T WANT ME TO INTERFERE WITH YOUR ORGIES?!"

　　Jasmine's voice thundered while her eyes blazed with wrath.

　　Konrad was well aware of his negligence. However, it was really beyond his ability to control. After all, when he initially escorted Iliana back to her family, he never expected to be gone for more than a few days. Only when he discussed marriage with Wolfgang did the knowledge of the Holy Flame Baptism contest reach him.

　　But by then, it was already too late.

　　Konrad's face underwent a one-hundred-eighty-degree change, he sat by Jasmine's side, shoving the "abject" cat away from her lap, and pulling her by the shoulders.

　　"Miaaoo!"

　　The cat mewled while rolling to fall back onto its paws. Its infuriated gaze locked onto Konrad who royally ignored it.

　　"Oh, my little wife. How could you say things like that? A day not by your side was like ten thousand daggers to my heart! I writhed on my bed, screaming your name in my sleep, only wanting to be with you!"