Bab 340: Terrestrial Expression

As Ilkaalt vanished, Konrad's face contorted into a frown.

Were his powers still available, how could that odious woman possibly run amok? With a palm, he would have suppressed her. Alas, available, they were not. Now, his perfect shield of a sworn brother was taken captive, depriving him of his trump card.

Calling him "irritated" was an understatement.

"Hehe, it is not often that you suffer such a loss at the hand of a woman."

Selene chortled within Konrad's mind.

"What are you acting so pleased about? Since you're so keen on taking pleasure in my misfortune, I might as well let those ghosts help me into reincarnation. I'm sure you can find yourself a better host, good luck on your future endeavors."

Konrad declared before shifting his attention toward the Ravenous Ghosts, who, in the absence of Qehreman, now focused solely on them.

"You can't bear to. In any case, that woman snatching him might not be such a bad thing."