The man who sold salvation… and vanished.
He conned noble houses, seduced princesses, built a church that doubled as a brothel.
He died on the scaffold, whispering one wish
If there’s a next life… I want to be rich.
The world listened in irony.
Now reborn as Sylas Mortis—an exiled prince—he carries a royal name, a cursed past, and enemies in every shadow.
Armed with a silver tongue, a conman’s instincts, and just enough magic to bluff his way through, he’s ready to turn kingdoms into markets…
After all, what’s nobility to the man who sold fake immortality to a bishop?
What’s a goddess… to a born liar?
And what’s the truth, to someone who never needed it?