SS-Class Quest in the Saint Realm
The next morning.
William leaned against the wall, one hand on his waist, his face pale as he watched the sprites play and frolic before him.
Not long after.
Lotner, who had come with him, hurried over. The Deputy City Lord shot William a strange look, seemingly wanting to ask something.
But the Prince said irritably, "Spit it out if you've got something to say. Then get lost and stop being an eyesore."
"No, Your Highness, you're getting worse by the day. You used to last seven days, but now one night has left you this drained. You really need to nourish yourself." Lotner shook his head and sighed, nearly earning himself a slap from William.
But then again, if the Little Princess had not been a little tired and fallen asleep, William would not merely have come out leaning against a wall.
I'm a Saint, damn it. No, for the sake of my dignity as a man, I have to reach the Transcendent Saint Realm someday. William silently made a vow. Yet in this regard, it seemed to have nothing to do with one's realm. It depended more on one's condition.
Lotner had no idea what the Prince was thinking. He had received intelligence through a Sound Transmission Scroll long ago, but knowing that last night had been the Little Princess's coming-of-age ceremony—and the Prince's... joyous occasion—he had not dared report it.
Thus, after clearing his throat, he finally said seriously, "Last night, a Holy War broke out on the Jones Continent and the Archipelago Continent."
William's expression changed. He had not expected this day to come so soon.
"Did anyone fall? And who struck first?"
"No one fell, but in both battles, it was the Saints of the Human Empire who acted