"Who are you?"

　　"Your servant!"

　　Koloman replied without a shred of hesitation.

　　"Good. You didn't necessarily have the wrong idea. It's time for you to leave. However, if I'm not mistaken, the crown prince will pay you a visit before you can do so.

　　Either he wishes to keep your feud quiet, or he has some misgivings about killing you. Let's test the waters. Pack your things and leave. When he intercepts you, act like you always did. If he tries to kill you, I will summon you by my side and hide you within my s.p.a.ce treasure for a few days.

　　If he doesn't, I will use the opportunity to get a better understanding of that new opponent of mine."

　　After laying down the directives, Konrad left, heading toward his own quarters.

　　…

　　The wing reserved for house Kracht was currently full of bl.u.s.ter. The Kracht fillers had returned with news of Konrad seizing victory in the first round, which caused both Iliana and Daphne to beam with joy.

　　However, for more than an hour, Konrad was nowhere to be seen. All the contestants had already returned to their camps. Only he failed to show up. Apparently, once the priestesses came to lead them to their chambers, he silently vanished.

　　At first, they didn't think much of it. However, when the time count was approaching the two hours, worry started filling their minds.

　　"Where is that b.a.s.t.a.r.d?"

　　Iliana wondered while fidgeting with her fingers. Meanwhile, Daphne combed her hairs in front of a mirror. Seeing her dedicated hair-brus.h.i.+ng, Iliana's nervousness worsened.

　　"You've been combing your hairs in front of that mirror for more than an hour. Can't you do nothing else? You're making me nervous!"

　　Daphne didn't spare her a glance, carrying on with her hair-brus.h.i.+ng.

　　"You've been fidgeting with your fingers for more than an hour. Can't you do nothing else? You're making ME nervous!"

　　She retorted while keeping her eyes glued on her reflection within the mirror. Both shared the same nervousness, they just had different ways of showing it. Iliana wanted to yank those d.a.m.nable hairs but restrained herself.

　　"Should we go look for him?"

　　She asked after a short sigh.

　　"Where would we go? It's not like he's lost right? He's probably diddling a priestess or two."

　　Daphne replied to rea.s.sure herself.

　　"Not a priestess, actually. Just another man's wife."

　　A brash voice echoed within their minds. Instantly, they turned to seek its source, only to see light particles bypa.s.s the walls, and dive into the room. In a twister, those light particles reformed in Konrad's shape.

　　He stood at the center of the chamber, with an impetuous smile plastered on his face.