"Really, I only had that one piece! A beautiful woman gave it to me—I can't contact them..."
Inside a church, the fat man revered by the entire town as its cult leader, who claimed to wield miracles and to be an apostle of the Sun God, sat collapsed on the floor, trembling violently.
He reeked of urine, and in the flickering light of the church fire crackling beside him, he looked so helpless, so terrified.
"So it really was useless..."
"But you're really impressive. You actually made the people in the town throw away their lives on your command..."
A petite, adorable figure, perhaps five feet tall, casually twirled a short blade in his hand, his expression innocent and guileless.
Yet the surrounding firelight, corpses, and blood were utterly at odds with his presence.
Uh, he really was a boy...
"Prince Teruhito, the people Prince Yoshihito sent have already been secretly dealt with, but it is about time for us to leave."
A figure dressed as a ninja suddenly appeared and knelt on one knee before the young man.
"Hehe, I heard my brothers suffered a huge setback during their last operation. Is that true?"
Teruhito looked curiously at the kneeling figure. Though he appeared beautiful and adorable enough to charm both men and women, the ninja kneeling before him had sweat covering his forehead.
"Y-Yes. It was only because the Great Priest personally intervened that they were rescued."
"That's such a shame..."
Teruhito's face was filled with undisguised disappointment.
As he pouted and muttered to himself, he casually flicked his short blade and beheaded the fat cult leader. Quite a bit of the spraying blood splattered across his face, creating a horrifying contrast.
Prince Teruhito Mitsunomiya, Muren's youngest son, was fourteen years younger than Jiaren and his half-brother through