The Princess's hands trembled slightly.
She probably had never skinned anything, severed a limb, or even killed anyone before.
Iver thought this with some regret, but also some relief.
When the tip of her slightly trembling knife pierced Iver's skin, he realized that she was a novice. The skinning went fairly well. Although she also peeled away some of the flesh, making Iver cry out in extreme agony... when it came to severing his limbs, however, she could barely continue.
Perhaps Iver's cries had been too horrifying. She trembled all over in fear, completely lacking the strength to cut off both his hands. Instead, she began to cry herself.
Iver had no choice but to give Noel a bloody embrace. He comforted and encouraged her gently for quite some time.
"You wanted courage, didn't you?"
Iver said warmly, "Then I'll give you courage."
He had not intended to speak so gently. Rather, the pain of being skinned by a novice had left him so weak that he had lost his strength. Iver's pain had not been diluted or weakened, or else the Shepherding Method would have lost its effect.
"...What are you called in the real world?"
Although the plan had been proposed by Iver himself, hearing his screams still softened Noel's heart—or rather, frightened her a little.
She could not help saying, "I'll find a way to make it up to you..."
Iver merely gave her a mysterious smile. "Then there's no need, Your Highness. You can't give me any compensation."
In the end, Noel hardened her heart.
She strengthened the Ritual Knife in her hand with the power of the Equilibrium Path, then swiftly severed Iver's four limbs in succession. After that, she cleanly cut off his head as well.
She simply did not want to hear his