A Peacock Husband of Five Princesses by day, a Noble Assassin by Night

If their competitions during the day were absurd, the nights were outright madness.

Laura was not shy about her affections, and Amanda, having fully embraced her feelings, was just as assertive.

Kael, despite his Supreme realm endurance, soon realized that stamina wasn’t the problem—it was his sanity.

One night, just as he was in the middle of having intercourse with Amanda, a drunken Laura waltzed into the room, her robes loose, her gaze smoldering.

"Ahh~ so this is where you’re hiding," she purred. "How unfair, big sister. Hoarding our husband all to yourself?"

Amanda narrowed her eyes. "Leave, Laura."

Laura merely giggled and crawled onto the bed, ignoring her sister’s protest entirely.

Kael barely survived as they took turns all night, competing over one another.

The next morning, he called for an emergency meeting—with himself.

"I need order," he muttered to his reflection in the mirror, his hair slightly disheveled from the previous night’s chaos. "This is getting out of hand."

And so, he laid down new rules.

One day belonged entirely to Amanda. The next, to Laura. There would be no interruptions, no barging in, no surprise visits.

It worked.

For the first time since their voyage began, Kael felt peace.

The Return to the Capital

After a week of sailing, they finally reached the imperial city. The massive harbor bustled with activity as dock workers, soldiers, and nobles gathered to witness the arrival of the fleet.

Amanda returned to the palace, and Kael, along with Laura, made his way back to the Moonstone estate.

That evening, Laura was in an uncharacteristically good mood. She hummed as she walked through the halls, her steps light and playful.

Melissa and Seraphina watched her curiously.

"She seems unusually happy," Melissa noted.

Seraphina nodded. "It must be because Kael returned home."

Neither of them knew the truth—Laura wasn’t happy because Kael was home. She was happy because Amanda wasn’t.

Finally, she had Kael all to herself.

Or so she thought.

Just as they sat down for dinner, the estate doors burst open. Soldiers entered, carrying chests, furniture, and personal belongings.

At the center of the commotion stood Amanda, arms crossed, her regal posture unwavering as she surveyed the house.

"I’ll be living here from now on," she declared.

The room fell silent.

Kael blinked. "...What?"

Laura’s smile twitched.

Melissa and Seraphina exchanged glances.

Even Nyx—the spectral wolf, which had just taken a sip of special wine for it, coughed violently in surprise.

Amanda merely smiled. "What? Did you think I would let my husband be left unsupervised?"

Kael exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair.

Just when he thought he had found peace…

The battlefield had shifted once again.

*

The morning sun bathed the imperial city in golden hues as Kael stepped out of the Moonstone Manor, ready to resume his work after a three-day break.

Amanda and Laura stood at the entrance, each with a carriage waiting behind them.

"I’ll take you to the merchant guild," Amanda offered, adjusting the elegant cuffs of her robe. "It’s on the way to the palace."

Laura scoffed. "The palace is in the opposite direction, dear sister. I will take him. The state library is on the way."

Kael hesitated. He could already feel the tension brewing. "Uh…"

Neither of them budged. Their gazes locked, neither willing to concede an inch.

Kael sighed. This is getting dangerous.

Just as he was about to suggest walking, a soft voice cut through the brewing storm.

"I’ll take him."

Seraphina emerged from the hall, her expression calm as ever. Dressed in the white and silver robes of the Church of Lumina, she looked every bit the graceful saint she was known to be.

"I have business at the church today. I’ll drop him off along the way."

Amanda and Laura exchanged glances. Seraphina was the only one they both trusted completely. They knew about her celibate nature—unlike them, she had never once shown interest in competing for Kael’s attention.

"…Fine," Amanda relented, stepping back.

Laura huffed. "Only because it’s you, Seraphina."

Then, before Kael could even react, Amanda cupped his face and kissed him on the cheek.

Laura smirked and did the same on the other side.

"Have a good day, husband~," she whispered.

Kael exhaled. Survived another battle.

He climbed into the carriage with Seraphina, who watched him with an amused smile as the horses trotted forward.

"You really are popular," she teased.

Kael sighed. "More like hunted."

Seraphina chuckled softly, turning her gaze outside. "That’s not necessarily a bad thing."

The bustling streets of the commercial district greeted them as they arrived at the Merchant Guild. The large stone building was alive with merchants haggling, adventurers striking deals, and scribes rushing to update ledgers.

As soon as Kael stepped inside, the manager, a balding middle-aged man named Reiner, appeared in a rush.

"Kael! You’re finally here."

Kael blinked. "What’s going on?"

Guild Manager Reiner grabbed his arm and pulled him toward the top floor.

"News about the Crescent Starlight flower you sold us," Reiner explained. "You made quite a name for yourself."

Kael raised an eyebrow. "That was just a rare find. What’s so special about it?"

Reiner stopped before an ornate door, pushed it open, and gestured to Kael inside.

The room was filled with documents and magical artifacts, but what caught Kael’s eye was a single parchment on the desk—an official transaction record.

"The client who bought the flower paid 100,000 gold coins for it," Reiner said, watching Kael’s reaction.

Kael frowned. "Wait… didn’t I sell it for merits instead of gold?"

Reiner nodded. "Yes. You took 1,000 merits, which was fair at the time, but—" He sighed. "If you had chosen gold, you could’ve received 25,000 gold coins instead of merits. Anyway, that’s not the point."

Seraphina, who had remained silent until now, turned to Kael with mild surprise. "You chose merits over wealth?"

Kael scratched his head. "I was thinking long-term. Merits help build my reputation."

Reiner chuckled. "That’s what I expected from you. But since the client paid four times the amount we estimated, we’ve decided to give you 10,000 gold coins as compensation."

Kael frowned. "That’s unnecessary—"

Reiner shoved a heavy pouch into his hands. "Take it."

Kael sighed and accepted it, slipping the pouch into his coat.

Reiner cleared his throat. "That’s not all. The client left a personal request for you."

He handed Kael a sealed scroll.

Kael hesitated before breaking the seal.

The letter inside was written in elegant, flowing script:

To the fortunate one who acquired the Crescent Starlight Flower,

If you are reading this, then fate has chosen you.

I invite you to join me on an expedition to the Ancient Tower of Zurin. A place of secrets, treasures, and dangers beyond imagination.

This is not a mission for the faint-hearted. But if you have the courage to step forward, meet me at the Silver Moon Inn at dusk.

You may refuse, but know this—the fate of this land may rest in the hands of those who dare to explore the unknown.

—Your Benefactor

Kael frowned as he scanned the letter again. The Tower of Zurin? He had never heard of such a place before.

He glanced at Seraphina. "Do you know anything about this?"