Mormans had three human kings.
The Adventurer King, Igor Frost, affiliated with Mormans.
The King of Judgment, Miu Fanal, affiliated with the Vatican Cross Church.
And... the most mysterious of the three, the Unslaying King, Thiensiel.
He was known as the Worthy King. He had once been the crown prince of a small nation, but in his youth, an Evil God Cult had unleashed a calamity that destroyed his homeland. Left destitute and displaced, he had slowly risen from the very bottom, distinguishing himself until, on the day he became a Ninth-Tier Grandmaster, he destroyed that Evil God Cult in the most brutal, bloodthirsty way imaginable.
But over the decades that followed.
Other things had happened, things unknown to the world.
They had gradually led that prince, who had lost everything, lived only for revenge, and believed humanity's evil rivaled the horrors of the Abyss, to lay down his blade and embrace the conviction of "no killing." He had held to it ever since, never wavering even after becoming a king. He had also done everything he could to ease the hostile tensions between nations, mediating numerous disputes over territory and resources...
But against the complexities of human nature, his efforts had proved futile.
Those powers might fear his strength enough to negotiate amicably in his presence, only to turn around and strike lethal blows in secret.
Time and again.
After watching more and more innocents die in the flames of war because of humanity's own evil, powerless to stop it.
The king had become utterly disillusioned. He had withdrawn from society and come to Mormans, never again speaking of his grand ideal of "uniting all humanity in peace to resist the Abyss."
Decades had passed, and his existence and deeds had become legends. Even in Mormans, few knew his