"One of our Knights' Orders is the Blade of Freedom?" Clo reclined on the Throne and gave a long yawn. "They're getting bolder by the day..."
"Whose men are they?"
The Minister of War, standing in the Court Hall, hurried to answer. "Viscount Rien's, Your Majesty."
Clo tilted his head and waved a hand. "Don't remember him. Kill him."
Councilor Amokam, standing nearby, hastened to speak. "Your Majesty, might that be unwise? Viscount Rien has always been loyal to the Royal Family..."
"Didn't you say they slaughtered my subjects? What are they if not the Blade of Freedom?" Clo grew sleepier by the moment, his eyelids drooping.
Councilor Amokam stopped pleading for him.
Bad luck, Viscount Rien. You got mixed up in something you should never have touched.
They were ready to leave the court once the King dozed off, but Clo's head dipped twice before he woke again.
"Mm... who discovered the Blade of Freedom?"
"His name is Young Miss Olmedo, Your Majesty. He's a City Guard Officer," Councilor Amokam hurried to say before the Minister of War could answer.
"Young Miss Olmedo..." Clo rolled the name around, then lifted his eyelids and glanced at Reynaldo. "I seem to remember he's your nephew? Well done..."
"For Rikaner Kingdom."
"What post should we give this meritorious young man? Peacekeeper?"
"Your Majesty, my nephew only became a City Guard Officer a few days ago. Wouldn't that be too soon?"
Peacekeeper was already the highest post in the City Guard. Above that, he would have to become a Councilor or transfer to another department...
"Would it? Didn't I issue a... a..."
"Select talent regardless of age," the Minister of War supplied.
"Right. So why not Young Miss Olmedo? Reynaldo, don't you like this nephew of yours?"
"Of course I do. It's just