He hadn’t had any significant collisions with the other consorts yet, but that crazy Klein blatantly tormented Guesta. He insulted him as a scarecrow every time he saw him, and always picked a fight.

‘Our young master is indeed a scarecrow inside, but how sturdy he looks on the outside! The outside is what matters! He’s not a scarecrow!’

Tree remembered Guesta’s broad shoulders and sturdy limbs and snorted. Anyway, since the decision was made, it was time to take action.

Tree searched for a way to feed Klein the medicine and purposefully loitered around the dining area.

Then, around dinner time, the servants started to come out of the kitchen with wagons one by one.

‘The food going to that crazy guy … is that one!’

Tree, who had been prowling around like a hyena, stealthily approached when he recognized a servant he had seen a few times around Klein’s room.

Tree, who Lord Rord brought in looking only at his talents during his childhood, was naturally excellent in physical activities.

In addition, since the Lord fed Tree all sorts of good things for his son and attached the best fencing teacher, even though he couldn’t rise to fame, he was stronger than most knights. Deceiving a few servants was nothing to him.

‘It’s done.’

Tree uncorked the medicine bottle and waited, and when the chef came out of the kitchen and called the servants momentarily, he quickly poured the medicine into a soup bowl destined for Klein.

Returning to his spot and hiding his body behind a tree, he closed the medicine bottle and suppressed a bit of guilt.

‘It’s okay. That guy has done much worse to our young master.’

The effect lasts only for 1 year at most and it doesn’t cause permanent infertility. It’s just that he won’t be able to get an erection for about a year. Isn’t this a satisfying revenge?

If he can’t serve the emperor, that crazy guy might become a bit quiet for a year.

Tree nodded his head and quickly left the place.

And after Tree disappeared. The servant who was supposed to take the foodladen wagon to Klein’s place walked down the corridor whistling, not knowing what was inside.

Then.

“Just a moment!”

Someone called him and ran over. When the servant stopped and looked, it was a fellow servant who had to take the wagon to Ranamun’s room.

“Why is that?”

When the servant asked, the fellow servant apologized and asked for a favor.

“Can’t you just switch out one type of food? This soup with that soup over there.”

“Why?”

As the servant going to Klein asked in astonishment, the one going to Ranamun let out a deep sigh.

“Ranamun is extremely picky. He hates peas. But this is pea soup. That Dex’s son, I told him that Ranamun does not eat peas, but he boiled it into pea soup again. I’m sure that he’s getting money from one of the other consorts.”

The servant going to Klein clucked his tongue and placed the mushroom soup from his cart onto Ranamun’s plate.

“I understand. Even if the people above us lose their temper, we’re the ones who suffer, so we have to help each other.”

“Thank you. Really, thank you!”