450,
After the surgery, Cyclone turned around and took a look.
"...."
A tremendous change had occurred in the room, leaving Cyclone momentarily speechless.
Apart from Yuna, who stood proudly on the ice, everyone else had collapsed.
"...Wife, having fun messing around?"
"Well, well~ It's way less than what happened in the car~ Hey~"
Cyclone could never have imagined that after turning the room into an ice palace, Yuna was just playing cute.
If he hadn't been so focused just now, Cyclone wouldn't have missed such a good show.
Even though not totally clear, he could still guess what had happened.
Cyclone thought that someone must have done something stupid to Yuna, causing the current situation.
Talking about someone stupid, it was probably the young master of this mansion.
"What...did he do?"
"Him? Unprofessionally groped my chest~"
Instantly, Cyclone was stunned.
"...He actually dared to touch my woman's chest?!"
As Cyclone spoke, his right hand was raised as well.
There was a flash, and in his right hand was a surgical knife.
"You're not planning to kill him, are you?"
Yuna asked.
"Tch!! Do you think I'm the kind of person who acts on impulse?"
Seeing the attitude, Yuna smiled while clapping.
"As a responsible man in society who cares for the next generation, how could I casually kill those who have not yet fully grown?!
Clapping, other than continuing to clap, Yuna didn't know how to react.
"Damn it!! Ten seconds! Give me ten seconds, and I will turn that young master from a youth into a father-in-law!"
"No! Help! Dad! Help me!!!"
Hearing Cyclone's words, the fake-fainted young master jumped up in fear.
Crying and pleading, he urinated, desperately seeking help at the other end of the ice wall.
"Don't worry~ With just one move, the blade will fall, and you will..."
"Don't, please, spare me, money! How much money do you want! Spare my precious baby..."
"Spit! Who do you think I am? Someone who can be bought with money?"
"No no no, M-Master Doctor is the embodiment of justice, of course..."
"Spit spit! Master what? You should call..."
In an instant, the expression on Cyclone's face matched his mask.
"...just call me grandpa~"
"G-Grandpa, please spare me, spare me!!"
Even though there was a mask between them, Yuna could still see through everything.
The smirk on Cyclone's face clearly showed he was enjoying himself more than she was.
However, the joyful time was short-lived as the ice on the wall began to release a chill.
This was a sign that the ice layer was disappearing, and someone was trying to melt it without damaging the ice block.
Seeing this, Yuna reminded Cyclone that time was running out.
"Tch! Consider yourself lucky, you lucky dog!"
The young master was already peeing in place, terrified beyond belief.
"What's next?"
"What else~ Of course, it's time to finish things up~"
Cyclone pointed at the young master and gave the order.
"Wife~ Beat him up!!"
As Cyclone and Yuna continued to punch and kick the young master, there was an earth-shattering change happening outside the room.
Originally, there were only a few noisy nuns, but now groups of church guards had arrived.
Among them, a giant stepped forward. This man was obese, his stature alone able to compete with two church guards clad in full armor.
"Lord Franz! The ice is about to fully dissolve!"
A guard stepped up, reporting to the obese man.
"No need! Just break it!"
"But, but..."
"Absolutely not! I've said if my precious son is trapped inside that ice, you break it?!"
Franz used his hefty right hand to cover Berthold's mouth directly.
"Don't worry, if my son is inside this high-density ice, even if it fully melts, he'll be dead!"
"Mm?!"
Despite being silenced, Berthold continued to shout.
"It's fine, I can sense that the structure of this ice layer is perfect, pure, without any impurities, and my son is not inside."
"Even so, what if you?!"
As Berthold forcefully broke free and continued to angrily protest, Franz simply watched with cold eyes.
"Mr. Berthold, as one of Kakarl's commercial representatives, don't you know the power of a Saint like me?"
"This?!"
Without waiting for Berthold's response, Franz turned and threw a punch.
With that punch, he punched through the thick ice that Yuna had formed.
Walking through the hole he created, Franz said cheerfully.
"Look! My son is right here~ Safe and sound."
With a bit of joy and seriousness, Franz began to observe any suspicious areas in the room.
On the other side, hiding behind all the church guards, Sonja secretly observed the situation.
Suddenly, a seductive voice came from behind her.
"The job is done smoothly, as for the payment, hope you won't forget it~"
Sonja immediately turned around, but the source of the voice had already disappeared.
Under the cover of night, the jester mask once again disappeared into the crowd.
