Chapter 267: Council of Kings (3)

Isaac and Aichel. There was no way to know when, how, or what kind of relationship they had.

However, one thought did come to mind. Isaac was the youngest Archwizard in history and the Elemental King of Ice. At the academy, he was known as the incarnation of lust, often called a playboy.

Even if rumors tend to be exaggerated, those rumors about Isaac didn’t come out of nowhere...!

If something needed to be done for Isaac at the family level, and Aichel, as the next head of the family, had to handle it?

Well, if that’s the case...?

It was a reasonable hypothesis. These days, many nobles were trying to impress the Ice Sovereign.

Is Sister Aichel sacrificing herself?

Aichel was already struggling to solidify the authority of the Whiteclark family in the aristocratic society full of schemes and trickery.

She’s like the tragic heroine in an erotic novel...!

The content of the erotic books she secretly read was reenacted in her imagination. The heroine, who had to be subjected to various acts by a handsome male character.

One after another, what might be happening in the office naturally came to mind. The fact that her face turned red like a ripe apple had nothing to do with Keridna’s will.

Keridna unknowingly fell into shame and ecstasy.

No, why am I enjoying this?

Regaining her rationality, Keridna shook her head vigorously.

Isaac was a strong and handsome man. Even though he was overwhelming and not someone she wanted to date, it was natural for Keridna, still in her youth, to feel sexual desire. However, Keridna did not want to acknowledge this fact.

- Ugh, Ice Sovereign...

“Ugh...”

It was getting harder to endure. Her heart was about to explode.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard from afar. From around the corner, someone was approaching where she was. It seemed to be a maid.

Keridna quickly stood up, bowed her head, and scurried away with quick steps, feeling a mix of pity and envy toward Aichel.

Noticing that Keridna had left, Aichel lowered her voice.

The misunderstanding Keridna had just created could be conveniently used later.

***The mark of the covenant was fully engraved on Aichel Whiteclark's shoulder. With this, the covenant was surely sealed.

“...”

“Why are you like this, Ice Sovereign?”

“Is it always this painful?”

Her face was still burning.

“Oh. Do you mean the moaning sound? If it bothered you, I apologize. It's a chronic issue.”

Aichel laughed nonchalantly as she buttoned up her shirt.

For someone who had made such a suggestive sound just moments ago, she looked remarkably innocent, making it difficult to reconcile the two images in my mind.

She makes people feel embarrassed...

It wasn’t even chronic in the first place; she did it on purpose.

Aichel adjusted her clothes and set up a soundproof barrier in the office once more, just in case.

Afterward, Aichel approached the Whiteclark family emblem on the wall.

She pressed the eyes, front paw, wings, and then the eyes of the white dragon in sequence, and suddenly, with a click, the family emblem opened like a door.

"Let's go. We can enter this way. By the way, there are other routes as well... What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing."

These days, it feels like I'm seeing secret passages more often.

It felt like they had introduced regulated capitalism to solve the problems of a laissez-faire economic system.

No matter how powerful, it was rational in the long run to let nature take its course. However, things that threaten the world by going against the order were exceptions. When such issues arose, the Elemental Kings decided it best to intervene.

The purpose of the Council of Elemental Kings seemed to be for them to gather, make rational decisions, and combine their powers.

[That's why we invited you, the next Ice Sovereign, to this meeting.]

It was semi-coercive.

By no stretch of the imagination could the Council of Kings be said to have purely good intentions. An Elemental King who didn't attend the meeting would have eventually become a target of the other Kings' vigilance.

As Andersen, the Fire Sovereign, mentioned, an Elemental King, the pinnacle of each element, was hard to control. The conference provided a good structure for keeping one another in check.

"So, you're asking me to become a member."

I shrugged my shoulders.

I couldn't trust them. But I needed to recruit the best forces possible to fight against the Evil God. If I could count the Elemental Kings as part of my forces, it would be ideal.

The Council of Elemental Kings had immense value ripe for utilization.

"...I agree with that intention too."

[Oh my, it's fortunate that you're a reasonable person!]

I heard Siren's laughter. For some reason, she covered her cheeks and stared intently at me. Her breathing was sticky.

[Ah, the more I see you, the more attractive you become...]

"...?"

[Does 'our' Ice Sovereign perhaps have an interest in older women?]

What is this random flirting?

[Refrain from useless chatter, Siren.]

Purple lightning magic crackled, forming the shape of an adult man. He reprimanded Siren as he leaned against the backrest with his arms crossed.

Without a doubt, the lightning figure was the avatar of Lightning Sovereign Jaul Dragonniac.

[Mr. Jaul, I'm still at an age where I crave pure love, you know? My heart would inevitably be drawn to someone as graceful and kind as the Ice Sovereign.]

[You don't even remember when you went through menopause. It's better to tone down your perverted lust.]

[Shut your mouth, Campbell.]

Siren's voice sharpened at the calm yet pointed remark from Wind Sovereign Erin Campbell.

Wind Sovereign's true form was behind the pillar, but the speaker was the light green wind avatar seated at the table.

[I wish you'd act your age, you pedophile.]

[Oh my, are you mocking me now?]

Siren glared at the Wind Sovereign's avatar with a smile. Despite her watery form, it felt like veins were popping on her forehead.

In contrast, the Wind Sovereign's avatar seemed uninterested.

These guys are surprisingly human-like.

It wasn't just solemnity. Thanks to Siren, I felt grateful that the tension was eased.

By the way, thanks to the Wind Sovereign, I was reminded anew that all the Elemental Kings present were incredibly old.

Interpreting the Wind Sovereign's words, Siren was essentially expressing her lust to someone with an age gap greater than that of a grandchild.

“...”

...What? Thinking about it that way, it feels quite unhealthy.