After the situation had been dealt with, Caron, Prince Samir, and Saintess Seria gathered inside the prince's tent for a discussion.0

Samir took a deep breath as he watched Caron casually munch on jerky in front of him. The report from his guard commander had been nothing short of shocking.0

Out of fifty marauders, five were captured alive, and the rest were all dead. And of the unknown knights, only three survived… The results are staggering. Is Caron Leston truly only seventeen? Samir thought.0

Caron was a monster. A relentless, uncontrollable monster who knew no mercy.0

Samir had heard the rumors. Even the Queen of the Southern Seas herself had acknowledged Caron, so his skill had to be exceptional. But hearing about him in whispers and witnessing him firsthand were two entirely different things. And the fact that someone his own age had accomplished something so absurd shook Samir to his core.0

"So, what the Inquisitors from the Holy Kingdom wanted was the Saintess' head?" Samir asked.0

"To be precise, they planned to martyr the Saintess here and use it as a spark to start a war," Caron said casually. "Fanatics. That's how they are. I keep saying the Holy Kingdom needs to be wiped off the map, don't you agree, Saintess?"0

Seria lowered her head at his sharp words, speaking in a barely audible voice. "The citizens are innocent… It's only a few corrupt clergy members…"0

"Oh,...0