A Peacock Husband of Five Princesses by day, a Noble Assassin by Night-Chapter 61: The Queen’s three demands and a mission

"First," she began, her tone firm, "I want a grandchild. I want to hear the news that my daughter, one of your wives, is pregnant. I don’t care which one of them. Just get it done. Whether you want to focus on building your career or not, I still want to get the job done within a reasonable time frame. Find a way to balance your marriage life and your career. This is an order from your mother-in-law."

Kael met her gaze calmly. He had expected this. The Queen’s desire for a grandchild was well-known, and he knew that she wasn’t much of an understanding character. "Understood, Your Majesty," he said quietly, his mind already considering the implications of this request. If it is just one child, it isn’t a problem, but the problem is to choose which wife. Both Laura and Amanda want to be mothers. If she chooses one, he has to make the other one pregnant too. Melissa is a better choice. But, neither she expressed anything about becoming a mother nor he discussed these things with her yet. So, he wasn’t sure whether she wanted to become one in the first place.

Meanwhile, The Queen’s voice then shifted, becoming colder and more calculating. "Second," she continued, "is about Amanda’s abduction. I strongly suspect that the Witch Tower was behind it. Their motives likely stem from Amanda’s dragon bloodline rather than money. If it was the money, they wouldn’t have returned 200 million, which Amanda paid for the potion, back to the imperial palace as compensation. But what can the dragon bloodline help them with? Or is there something more I haven’t figured out yet? Anyway, I want you to keep a close eye on both Laura and Amanda. If it is the bloodline they want, Laura also possesses the same. You must be vigilant at all times."

Kael’s expression hardened at the mention of his wives’ safety. "They are my wives, Your Majesty. Anyone who dares harm them will meet my blade. You don’t have to worry about it," he said, his voice low but filled with determination.

The Queen’s lips curled into a faint smile, approval was evident in her eyes. "Good," she said simply. "I knew you would say that."

Kael braced himself as the Queen’s focus shifted again. "Third," she began, "is Princess Artemis. There are matters involving the upcoming emergence of the Tower of Zurin, and no matter the cost, we must secure one of the celestial treasures."

Kael’s brow furrowed slightly as he processed the information. The celestial treasures were legendary artifacts, highly sought after, and the Queen’s desire to obtain one of them was obvious.

"Of the six treasures that have been claimed," the Queen explained, her voice dropping into a more strategic tone. "Three of them are in the hands of the three great empires; two are with demigods, and the last one, the pendant, was lost in history. If we acquire the Sword of Zurin, we can transform Elyria into an Empire."

Kael considered the implications of this. The Queen’s words left no room for hesitation or doubt. However, the sword of Zurin is needed by his client, who knows his sister’s whereabouts. So, yeah, he wasn’t sure whether to accept this mission from the Queen.

Meanwhile, the Queen’s voice softened, though the sharpness never left. "You have survived countless attempts on your life, Kael. From your childhood to your time as Assassin K, you have avoided death more times than I care to count. You were drowned by your ancestral debt." She paused, her eyes narrowing as she looked directly at him. "But fate brought my daughters to you. In a way, you are fortunate. As they say, only those who are truly fortunate by fate are the ones qualified to claim the treasures of Zurin. I think you have a solid chance."

Kael’s mind briefly flashed to the events of a few weeks ago—when he went after Amanda. The latter offered the elixir to him and helped him make a breakthrough to Tier-9. Then, a few days ago, the encounter with the necromancer—which started as sexual harassment and destruction of his mana core but ended with an unexpected offer from the necromancer.

"Lucky," he murmured, almost to himself. "I suppose you could say that. I’ve had my share of brushes with death." His thoughts briefly lingered more on the necromancer. A demigod who had almost killed him but then offered him the chance to become her disciple. It was a strange turn of fate.

The Queen studied him for a long moment, before offering a slight nod. "Yes, lucky indeed. But luck won’t always be enough. You’ll need to be more than lucky if you want to survive what’s to come. But, I’m sure that with your strength, you can easily tackle down any of your opponents as long as they were not demigods."

Kael’s mind was already racing with thoughts about the sword, but before the Queen could speak again, he spoke. "Your Majesty," he began, his voice even but with a sharp edge of curiosity, "I’m curious... what would you be willing to offer me, just a number, if I were to bring it back to you? I know that a treasure like that is priceless, but still, I just want some clarity so I can understand how much you are willing to go far. I mean, this is actually the first mission you gave me that doesn’t involve delivering someone justice. And as you know, I have new ambitions."

The Queen’s expression didn’t change; she was always calm and composed. Her eyes remained fixed on Kael as she answered with a cool tone. "It depends on whom you are when you accomplish the task. If you deliver me the sword as K, I can give anything from my personal collection, magic tomes, weapons, wealth, artifacts, or a favor if you want. And if you deliver me the sword as Kael Moonstone, I can give you a significant portion of the royal treasury—which, by the way, hundreds of millions of gold coins. I can give Moonstone House a Dukedom to rule or even go against the tradition and make an exception for you, making you the first-ever male to hold a Noble title in the history of the Flamehart Dynasty. Whatever you name it, it will be yours."

Kael’s lips curled into a faint smile at her response, understanding the weapon’s importance to the Queen. "Fair enough. But I’ll come to you with a counteroffer once I’ve accomplished the task," he said, already contemplating the reward he would demand… if he can accomplish it, that is.

The Queen nodded slightly, acknowledging his answer with a brief and silent understanding.

With a small chuckle, Kael added, "Now, if you wouldn’t mind, what is the final thing you need from me, Your Majesty?"

The Queen didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she reached over and tossed a scroll toward Kael.

He caught it in reflex, unrolling the parchment to reveal a sketch of a woman he recognized: Marquessa Rowena. His brow furrowed slightly as he studied the image. This was the same woman he had encountered a couple of days ago, and he taught her a lesson. In fact, she was one of the people he wouldn’t hesitate to kill, but he couldn’t so far, upholding his principles so far.

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"The Marquessa..." Kael muttered under his breath as the Queen spoke, "My spies have informed me that she’s planning something big here in the city. She’s made contact with the Clowns of Ark—an organization I’m sure you’re familiar with. A King Clown has even been sent to assist her. It was confirmed."

Kael’s expression hardened as the Queen’s words sank in. The Clowns of Ark were a notorious and dangerous group, and a King Clown was among the most deadly of their ranks. The weakest would be in the legendary realm but it’s their wide array of skills and their sheer experience he was worried about.

The Queen continued. "I don’t know what exactly Rowena intends to do, but her decision to involve such a dark organization—is, in my eyes, an act of betrayal against the throne. I want her gone."

As Kael met her gaze, the Queen’s tone turned even colder, as if she was preparing Kael for the gravity of the task. "Killing Rowena will not be simple, Kael. The King Clown will be there to protect her. She will be no ordinary foe, and it will be difficult to take her down. However…" She paused, a faint glimmer of something more calculating in her eyes. "If you succeed, I will reward you as usual. I’ll offer you 100,000 gold coins for Rowena’s death. If you manage to kill the King Clown as well, I will increase the reward by 500,000 more."

Kael’s gaze narrowed slightly, intrigued by the offer, but the Queen wasn’t finished.

"However," she continued with a slow smile, "If you manage to capture the King Clown alive, the reward will be quadrupled. I’ll give you 2 million gold coins. So, are you up for it? Unlike usual, I’m giving you a choice this time because of the risk this mission carries."