Transmigrated into the Most Hated Scum. My Wives are Plentiful!

Mrs. Veltaur sat the clothes down on the bed neatly. She rubbed Koul's hair gently, and smiled warmly.

"You should wash up first, then dress up and come down for breakfast."

"Yes," Koul smiled back.

He watched her leave quietly with tired eyes.

After some moments, servants brought in heated water and poured it into the tub that had been brought into Koul's room.

"Young master, please come wash."

Koul rose from the bed, undressed and went into the bath. As the maids helped wash his body, he noticed how unsettled their faces were.

They seemed grumpy like they weren't up for it.

I guess they've still not properly welcomed me.

He sighed softly, then with a dismissive gesture, Koul waved them away.

"Leave it, I'll do it myself."

The maids exchanged an awkward look. They wanted to protest but Koul didn't even spare them a single glance.

He simply dismissed them so casually with finality.

It felt to them like he wasn't a mere commoner. The way he carried himself and commanded this, felt oddly similar to how the head of a noble family would.

They wondered how a mere commoner could already have this poise. Was it the pride of being adopted into a noble family getting to his head?

Nonetheless, they bowed lightly and left the room.

Koul sighed deeply. He rubbed his forehead, feeling some ache.

Before long, Kanstiv came knocking on his door and was granted entry.

He took over helping Koul bathe.

"Why are you here?" Koul asked quietly.

"To help you. I saw the maids leave so I decided to come instead. Even in this disguise, don't forget who you are."

"Tsk!"

He sighed again.

"Did you not sleep well?" Kanstiv asked, wondering if that was the reason Koul had a headache.

"I did. It's just…" he trailed off.

Koul wasn't sick from fatigue or shortage of sleep. He was tired, but not the sole reason it came to such an extent.

He was just craving the warmth of his wives.

I didn't know I'd miss them this early, ugh.

Again, he sighed, as if frustrated.

And.. if I'm correct, today should mark the three days I struck with the judges.

They'll probably summon me tonight at the end, sigh.

"..ighness, your highness?"

Koul shuddered. He flinched at how close Kanstiv drew near to his ear to call him.

"What?!" He yelled.

"Sorry. I've been calling you but you didn't seem to be hearing so I…"

Koul exhaled aloud.

"I was asking if I should go bring over some of your wives."

"Huh?"

He's already caught on that I miss them?

"Since you want them."

"If you do, how do I fuck them?" He questioned blatantly.

"It takes a day and a half to get here, that's too long. I might start the academy from today, so I don't think I'll get any privacy to do what I want in the dorms," he said.

"It'll take that long if we go by road. But if it is through teleportation, it'd be in an instant."

"And who has the teleportation ability?" Koul questioned.

"… not me."

"…."

"Someone out there does."

"…."

"Sigh, it's okay."

Let's focus on what needs to be done first.

What am I? Some sex driven lunatic?

"Alright."

Kanstiv continued wiping Koul's body, but when he got to the area around his neck and lifted his hair, he ceased.

"What is it?" Koul asked.

He noticed how abruptly Kanstiv stopped.

"A mark," he said. "There's a mark on your nape."

A mark?

"More like a symbol," Kanstiv added.

Koul wondered if it was the seal of bond between Nienai and him that his system talked about. But then again, that was supposed to be at the back of his ear.

"What kind of symbol is it?"

"An eye."

"Eye?"

"Yes. It's a mark used to spy on people. If this is found on a person, it means the person is being watched."

"…."

Koul was speechless. At first, he wondered who would want to watch him. But on a second thought, he realized there were actually a lot of psychos around him.

There was king Sestrus, and his son, his brothers and the people that wanted him dead. Thinking more about it, the elders could also be a possibility.

And on a deeper thought, the people who could've possibly murdered the real Koul.

The possibilities were endless.

"Can it be wiped off?" He questioned.

"Not really. It can only be cancelled out with an erasing ability."

Sigh!

"When you mean spy, do you mean they get to see my every activity and even listen in on my conversations?"

"Not to that extent. This spying mark is to simply watch your every move. Like right now, the person can see you and everything around you. But no, they can't listen in on your conversations. They can only see but not hear with it."

The more Kanstiv explained, the more Koul's thoughts regarding it changed.

If they put it on me to simply watch me, isn't that just being a perv?

"Who do you think could've planted it on me?"

Koul thought back to the people he met before leaving, but couldn't produce who it was from them.

Plus, he had no idea how long that had been on him.

At Koul's question, Kanstiv broke out in a cold sweat.

"Um… I.." he stammered.

Suspicion mounted Koul's senses. He turned swiftly.

"So you know who it is!"

Kanstiv eyes darted around the room. It moved everywhere but land on Koul.

"Out with it! I do not have the pleasure for time waste."

"Yes," Kanstiv bowed.

"The only person I know with such an ability is…" he paused.

Koul's brow twitched in suspense. He glared deadly at Kanstiv, daring him to drag things out again.

"It is lady Remi, my lord."

Koul's eyes snapped open. A wave of shock surged through him and stilled him in his spot.

Re-remi?

"She's the only one with this ability back in the palace. So she might have been the one who planted it."

It's not even a probability, it's a fact! She did!

I knew she wasn't okay in the head when she came into my room with a knife the other night!

So what? She's been watching me? For how long? And why?!

This.. this is crazy!