Leon looked at the young man with blonde hair who had said those words. He had seen the same young man in the castle doing questionable things with one of the king's concubines.
It was Crown Prince Alric of the Kingdom of Shampina, and beside him was a tall young man with blue hair, killing intent oozing out of his body.
Should I just kill them both right here? They are like bugs.
The thought appeared in his mind, but he held himself back, as this would be too bland and easy. He exhaled slowly. Killing them now would be simple. Too simple. Better to let them choke on their arrogance first.
The Duke was already on the list, along with the crown prince, whom he wasn't sure whether to just kill or use as an enslaved person. But now the decision had been made—he would die for trying to look good in front of the Duke's son, as in the process he had disturbed the peaceful time Leon had been spending with his Seraphine.
