Alice was somewhat surprised by the rapid conclusion of her conversation with Kaido.
As she watched Kaido's figure walking away, Alice's expression changed and she quickly lifted her skirt and followed him.
"Oh King, where are you going?"
She wanted to keep him as much as possible.
It was your mistake to entertain a guest with a substitute. I'm not interested in chatting with a fool.
Kaido was aware of Alice's physical condition.
What was in front of him now was simply a soul clone that she created using telepathy.
The White Princess was neither a knight nor a magician, but a fragile witch.
Her ability, "telepathy", allowed her to clarify her mind, concentrate, and perceive the emotions, aura, and even the psychological activities of others with indifference.
However, using this ability consumed a large amount of her main body's spiritual power, making her already delicate body even more fragile.
Her true body could only stay in bed all day, attended by maids.
Because she spent all her days in bed, a bored Alice often manipulated her spiritual body to wander around the world.
This further weakened her body, adding insult to injury.
As Kaido and his two attendant knights walked towards the fourth floor without looking back, Alice gritted her teeth in frustration.
He was a God Slayer; if she interfered with force, she would be the only one to lose.
Not wanting to make things worse, Alice could only helplessly erase the spiritual body she had created, and her consciousness returned to her main body.
God Slayers were extremely sensitive to the smell of magic, and despite the numerous rooms on the fourth floor, Kaido quickly found Alice's room.
He pushed the door open.
Immediately, a faint aroma of medicine reached him.
To care for the fragile White Princess, the maids had tried all methods to gather health preservation techniques from around the world, so they were now experimenting with traditional Chinese medicine for health preservation.
What he saw was a luxuriously decorated room, with sumptuous and elegant furniture, and expensive and tasteful items scattered everywhere. Next to a bed that could fit five or six people, there was a small, smoking zitan table.
In this bedroom, which seemed more like a royal bedroom, a long-haired, platinum-blonde girl, dressed in a feminine nightgown, was sleeping peacefully in the bed.
Even Kaido couldn't help but slow down his pace.
Although his identity as a God Slayer gave him the capital for arrogance, it didn't make him rude or conceited.
Changing his mood according to the occasion was one of Kaido's essential skills.
Alice in the bed slowly opened her eyes; her complexion was paler than her spiritual body, her cheeks were somewhat thin, and her body, which had not been very active for years, made it difficult for her to even sit up to greet Kaido.
As a knight, Kaido naturally approached and helped the fragile girl sit up, leaning against the headboard.
"Thanks, I thought God Slayers were all quite rude."
—Alice said softly, her tone was both teasing and apparently praising.
However, Kaido didn't mind.
"I don't consider myself a bad person."
Alice, who was used to deceiving others with a disguised appearance, couldn't see which side the black-haired young man in front of her was on.
I'm weak and can't get out of bed to greet you. I hope the New King will forgive me.
"Normally you're the one who seeks trouble; you can't blame others."
Every time Alice used telepathy, her body weakened further and it took her a long time to recover completely.
Along with her attempt to spy on Kaido, her body became even more fragile.
If this continued, Alice clearly wouldn't live much longer.
It's possible she wouldn't even live to be thirty years old.
Because it's so boring to be here all day. I can only stare at the ceiling all day, and the maids are too boring; they don't even know how to tell a joke.
Talking about this, Alice even had a small tantrum.
She wasn't someone who could stay still.
If the maids who attended to her diligently outside the door heard their mistress evaluate them in this way, would they cry themselves to death?
"So, would you like to live like a normal person in the future?"
Kaido said with a smile.
The White Princess's physical condition, in terms of modern medical technology, would be really quite difficult to restore.
But for a God Slayer, it wasn't that difficult.
Her current sickly appearance was mainly due to unstable foundations, a fragile body, and the inability to receive timely replenishment, which led to her current state.
This is like a energetic person who masturbates frequently but doesn't have money to buy nutritional supplements to replenish the lost nutrients, leading to kidney deficiency, fatigue, and lower back muscle pain.
And Kaido had many nutritional supplements... no, methods to replenish nutrients.
As a God Slayer, what he lacked the least was magical power and sorcery.
Additionally, having been influenced by various anime, he was also competent in various methods of "mana replenishment".
Internal body repair using magical power was easily achievable for a God Slayer.
"If one day I could travel the world with my real body instead of a spiritual body, who would want to stay in this room?"
Alice sighed.
—Then I should be able to take that as your agreement.
"What did you say...?!"
Before Alice could finish speaking, the girl felt her lips sealed tightly by the black-haired young man in front of her.
In this room filled with the aroma of medicine, the air slowly became enveloped in a loving atmosphere.
Before Alice could react, Kaido kissed her lips complacently.
Even if Alice reacted in time, with her strength, she couldn't resist the powerful intrusion of the God Slayer.
Alice instinctively hugged Kaido's shoulders, holding him tightly, like a person who was drowning.
Until a lot of time had passed.
The silver threads separated, putting an end to the loving atmosphere.
As she felt her strength returning to her body, the initial shame and anger at being violated disappeared, replaced by deep confusion and a slight emotion.
For a long time, this excessively fragile body had been Alice's constant concern.
Although she said she didn't care, in reality, it was what she cared about the most.
Alice was very aware of the spiritual power her spiritual body had lost and her increasingly weakened physical condition.
However, when the immense magical power of the God Slayer was transmitted to her body, nourishing her already parched 'eadow', Alice understood what Kaido was doing.
It wasn't for some malicious pleasure, wanting to forcibly possess the White Princess, the idol of all Europeans, but simply to help her restore her body.
Although this process wasn't something that could be discussed with outsiders, for Alice, it was a completely acceptable fact.
Kaido, like a knight, walked away from the bed and said with a smile.
"You should be able to get up and greet me now, shouldn't you?"
Alice didn't commit.
Now, her previously pale and weak cheeks had regained their former color; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe her as radiant.
After removing the sheets, the girl with a good figure put on her slippers and walked in front of Kaido, Erica, and Liliana.
The unprecedented sense of well-being made Alice smile.
She had completely fallen in love with the feeling of being able to walk freely without worrying about her body collapsing, and even accelerated her pace and started trotting in the room.
The elegant noble transformed into a lively and active girl simply because of this reason.
"Don't be in such a hurry to run; there will be many more opportunities later."
Kaido called out to Alice.
Oh, King, thank you for restoring my health. I feel wonderful!
The beautiful White Princess bowed to Kaido, her noble figure slightly inclined towards the black-haired young man, and the deep cleavage revealed from the front of her nightgown made Kaido involuntarily look away.
The joy and excitement of regaining her health lasted for a short time, and Alice returned to her elegant noble behavior.
"Now that the King has healed my body, what price do you ask me to pay?"
"The magical power I transferred to you can last for about two years... it's not a complete cure," Kaido said.
"Then... what does the King need me to do?"
A God Slayer wasn't a benevolent Saint, so he wouldn't help without a reason.
Not to mention that Alice had provoked Kaido once before.
Pay the price of her body? Or become the wife of the New King?
Don't be ridiculous.
If it were just a matter of becoming the wife of a God Slayer, that wouldn't be a price at all, but a reward.
While a God Slayer publicly announced his harem to the world, countless women would yearn to sleep with Kaido, and even more fiercely, give birth to a lineage that flowed with the blood of a God Slayer. As long as the God Slayer remained alive, they would enjoy the highest level of treatment.
And women like them could line up from Asia to Europe.
Price? What if from now on, all of you are under my jurisdiction?
Kaido felt a mix of emotion and interest towards Alice, and the other part was related to the Council of Sages' organization.
"Is that so...? Can I consider it?"
Alice wouldn't fall in love with Kaido just because of this.
"You can, but I don't want to hear bad news."
Kaido nodded.
It could be said that Alice wasn't particularly resistant to becoming his subordinate, and the few days of grace would probably allow Alice to persuade the people of the Council of Sages.
—Thank you for your understanding, oh King. However, since this body still doesn't adapt to the new movements, I need a day of rest —Alice said respectfully—. The King and everyone else can stay and rest in this mansion for a few days; after all, London still has many interesting places.
After leaving Alice's room, Kaido and his group didn't stay there for long. Instead, they followed a tour guide and embarked on a quiet sightseeing tour.
Although Kaido was a God Slayer, not everyone knew him.
Magic, sorcery, and heretic gods were widely known in the occult world, but ordinary people continued with their daily lives as usual; for them, magic and gods still only existed on TV screens.
English architecture retained much of its rustic medieval style.
Impressive towers, the triumphant statue of Admiral Nelson, Westminster Abbey, where many historical figures are buried, and St. Paul's Cathedral from the Renaissance period...
The Thames River estuary was filled with merchant ships.
On the bridge, as the crepuscular glow faded, the black-haired young man and the two girls by his side successively attracted the attention of many passersby and tourists.
Erica Brandelli, with her Italian style, intimately linked her arm with Kaido as if no one else was around, which caused many of those who intended to approach them to beat their chests in frustration.
However, when they changed their targets to Liliana, they encountered fierce gazes from the platinum-blonde girl with a ponytail.
Liliana had the consciousness of a Knight attendant, but the way she occasionally looked at both of them revealed her current thoughts.
Along with Kaido's 'current offense' against Alice in front of them, this glorious author of 'mall yellow books' couldn't help but let her imagination run wild, her mind almost filled with impure thoughts.
Kaido could sense Erica's slight dissatisfaction with the previous events.
Her indifference towards Liliana's blushing face this time was probably her way of demanding compensation from Kaido.