Hunting Hour (One Volume)

Roy and Sumaco both regarded the scene as a grave threat, but before long, they revealed thoughtful expressions.

The Second Prince suddenly took off running.

As he ran, he circled around the heaps of corpses, shouting like a child, "Yay! They ran away! They all ran away!

Heeheehee...

Huh? Why are you all sleeping here?

Get up, the ground is cold..."

"Is this guy pretending to be insane, or has something gone wrong with his mind?"

Sumaco covered his head and said gloomily.

Did that blinding light just now have this effect too?

"Whether it's real or fake no longer matters.

As the loser of this struggle, he has completely bid farewell to the throne."

Roy looked around and found that quite a few priests and Temple Knights were likewise covering their eyes and screaming.

Everyone, including Nobilis, seemed to have suffered serious injuries and had become dazed and muddle-headed.

However, some people had recovered. They were merely rubbing their eyes and shedding tears, their vision still intact.

This was because their faith had wavered, causing them to unconsciously release their strength and avoid a large part of the impact.

Roy saw through this clearly, but merely put away his mask in silence without telling Sumaco.

Because he knew that an irreparable rift had formed between them this time, and their cooperation might be coming to an end.

Of course, this was not yet the time to part ways. For now, they could make do and continue being plastic friends!

Before long, daylight broke.

The Royal Palace guards came to clean up the aftermath, and the king also arrived with his people.

He looked gloomily at the First Prince and shouted furiously, "Seize this rebellious son!"

The First Prince trembled and knelt on the ground in fright, begging for mercy.