The three of them walked silently down the street, each lost in their own thoughts.
Josh was the first to break the silence. Forcing out a smile, he said, "We... at least accomplished our original goal. That 'Prince' intends to send a ship to Castel and take a look."
"His name is William."
Jeremiah and Josh both looked at Ken. Ken stiffened his neck and refused to meet their eyes.
"Ken, that Prince... never mind." Josh hesitated for a while, but in the end, he did not know how to begin.
That "Prince" truly gave them conflicting impressions. He had offered them aid without hesitation and helped the disaster victims without asking for anything in return... If they had not known about his past, they might really have taken him for a selfless saint.
"Mr. Jeremiah, do you think that 'Prince' will really help us?" Ken asked, somewhat conflicted.
"He will." Jeremiah was quite certain. "There are plenty of nobles like him. After doing something bad, they feel guilty and frantically try to make up for it. Some donate money to the Church, some do good deeds. Besides, he swore in his ancestor's name, and we didn't force him to."
At that, Jeremiah gave a cold laugh. "It's impressive that he even thought of that. If his ancestor truly knew what this 'Prince' had done, he'd probably be so furious he'd come back to life."
Ken had nothing to say. It was true—the "Prince" had directly betrayed Grand Duke Tis's old subordinates, then turned around and sold the grand duchy to the Empress. If Grand Duke Tis knew, he would probably fly into a rage.
Especially since he was about to go to Rhine to meet the Empress, who would grant him the title of Tis's nominal lord.
The "Prince"