The Fifth Prince Haverion.
He had garnered everyoneâs attention as he manifested divine power from a young age.
No, it wasnât just attention.
Although Duke Garciaâs scheme forced him to move to the Holy Empire, with his outstanding divine power, the pope treated him with preferential treatment and courtesy.
In other words, he was a noble royal nobody ever dared ignore.
But for the first time in his life, he felt an inexplicable sense of humiliation.
It was for no other reason.
âAre you Haverion? Nice to meet you. I am Ian Kaistein.â
It was because of Ianâs attitude, which seemed arrogant at first glance.
Haverion was so dumbfounded by what he saw that he couldnât even speak.
âYou dare speak informally to me?â
On top of a horse to boot?
Unless he treated him like a commoner, how could he show such an attitude toward him, the cardinal of the Holy Empire and his older brother?
How outrageous. Even he, who had experienced the worn-out politics of the Holy Empire, was rendered speechless.
No, it wasnât just him.
Everyone in the slums was as shocked.
âIs it okay to do that?â
âIf youâre that dissatisfied, you can step forward.â
âThatâsâ¦â
None of them came forward.
It was understandable.
Right now, Ian was riding Blue Emperor.
The Blue King, Lavaltorâs pride, had a much bigger size than an ordinary horse. Moreover, Blue Emperor that Ian was riding now was their king.
They were overwhelmed by its hideousness as well as its sheer size.
That wasnât all.
âHe is the hero of the Northern Expedition, Ian Kaistein?â
Ianâs completely different appearance also played a role.
It was no wonder, as Ian had grown considerably thanks to the balanced diet and continuous training.
Moreover, a little more than a year had already passed during his time in the north. He had grown much taller along with age.
So much so that even Haverion nearly couldnât believe his eyes.
âThatâs the rumored youngest?â
It seemed like he had to erase all the stories of a brash little boy he had heard.
But there was no time to be surprised.
âEveryone get out of the way!â
âIan Kaistein, the king of Bahara and the seventh prince of Kaistein, is visiting!â
Behind him, the royal guards holding the royal flag of Kaistein began to line up.
They were all troops that Ian borrowed from the king to bring Haverion back.
At that sight, the citizens who had gathered as if to protect Haverion hesitated and retreated.
Their intuition was telling them that something was going to happen.
But right then.
âWhat is everyone doing! Hurry up and protect His Eminence!â
â!â
Upon the appearance of the royal guards, the leader of the inquisitors made a quick decision.
He immediately stood on Ianâs path.
âEven if you are a prince of Kaistein, you are in front of the cardinal of the Holy Empire!â
âUnless you are disrespecting the Holy Empire, get off your horse now and show your respect!â
It was then.
âShow my respect?â
Ian raised the corners of his mouth, still atop Blue Emperor.
And instead of getting off his horse.
Neigh!
Blue Emperor raised its front hooves.
The powerful momentum contained within that one move was as if it was going to strike down the opponent in one fell swoop.
The inquisitors had to step back as Blue Emperor lifted its humongous front hooves so high they seemed to touch the sky.
âW-watch out!â
âEeekk!â
The nearby priests, especially those with a faint heart, collapsed on the spot.
That was how violent Blue Emperor appeared to their eyes.
Upon seeing the fallen priests, the heresy inquisitors quickly scrambled to move.
âPriest, are you okay? Come to your senses!â
âSomebody get cold water! Bring the medicine!â
Chaos had taken the place of the previously warm atmosphere where the priests had just given treatment moments ago.
Yet, the culprit of this chaos chuckled.
âAh, sorry about that. This guy hasnât learned manners yet.â
Of course, he didnât look sorry at all.
The faces of the pious priests immediately flushed red at Ianâs shamelessness.
âItâs you who hasnât learned manners!â
But no one here dared to spit it out.
Not paying them any mind, Ian continued talking calmly.
âBut, let me ask you one question.â
âWhatâ¦â
âI have to show my respect to you. Is the one before me the Fifth Prince Haverion? Or is it Cardinal Haverion?â
ââ¦!â
âI heard Cardinal Haverion is here.â
Ian smiled as he looked around.
âAm I wrong? Unless you are Cardinal Haverion, why is it that His Majestyâs child is showing disrespect by not even offering his greetings when he arrives at the royal castle after such a long time?â
ââ¦!!â
The inquisitors and Haverion fell silent at his words.
âIt certainly is strange not to go to the royal castle as the Fifth Prince.â
But if it was as a cardinal.
âIf itâs not as the Fifth Prince, Brother Haverion, thereâs no need for me to show you my respect, is there? Am I wrong?â
âThat makes no senseââ
âOtherwise, should I, the king of Bahara, show my respect to Cardinal Haverion, who is nothing more than a priest?â
A priest shouted upon hearing Ianâs remark.
âHow dare you call the cardinal by his name!â
They thought he looked down on Haverion, whom they revered and followed.
But at that moment. Ianâs expression turned cold.
âDare?â
Even the atmosphere around him churned violently.
It was not as simple as a sense of intimidation; it was the bloodlust of someone who had experienced war.
âAre you saying that Cardinal Haverion is higher than the king of Bahara?â
The priest flinched momentarily and lowered his head.
But Ian did not end it with just words.
He drew the royal sword from his belt.
âKaistein and Bahara are countries where neither gods nor popes exist. You dare to claim that, in such a country, the cardinal holds a higher position than the king?â
ââ¦!â
Before the priests could open their mouths to say anything, Galon, who was next to him, raised his voice as if to support Ian.
âThis is the land of Kaistein. You are the ones who should show respect.â
The royal guards also shouted, thumping the ground with their spears.
âIt is you who should show respect!â
âShow respect!â
Thud!
They were fanning the flames of conflict by refusing to enter.
Kaistein was obviously aware of such a blatant move.
Nevertheless, the Holy Empireâs heresy inquisitors did not back down.
âAre you persecuting the Holy Empire?!â
âNo one can be higher than the Lord. In Kaistein, you canât persecute someone who came to help your people like this!â
It wasnât just that.
They cleverly brought up the patients and deplored Ianâs actions.
âMoreover, His Eminence the Cardinal was once the fifth prince of this country. Is it the law of Kaistein to treat a prince who returned home to personally help his country in this manner?â
âIf that is the king of Kaisteinâs will, we will definitely tell this to the pope!â
At those words, the royal guards grew furious and unsheathed their swords.
The inquisitors also readied their maces against them.
The air was so tense it felt like a fight would break out at any moment.
The priests screamed in a fluster at the sight.
âWhat are you doing now?!â
âDoes Kaistein really want to go to war with the Holy Empire?â
But Ian merely smirked.
âWell, I think itâs you who wants war now?â
âPreposterous!â
âIf so, explain. Are you including His Majesty Eloin in your âno one can be higher than the Lordâ you just mentioned?â
ââ¦!â
âAnd you will tell this to the pope? That it was the king of Kaisteinâs will?â
Ian wasnât just picking the loophole in their logic.
The inquisitorâs words were tantamount to denying the continentâs sovereignty. Although the Holy Empire was a theocratic country, there were things that should not be said.
Just as expected.
The priests, realizing the implications, hurriedly shook their heads with ashen faces.
âIt-itâs a misunderstanding! The inquisitors made a slip of the tongueâ¦â
Nevertheless, Ian said, his golden eyes gleaming.
âNow you have denied all royal families on the continent. Moreover, you even said that the Holy Empire is above all countries.â
It was just as Ian said.
If his words were revealed to be the will of the Holy Empire, all countries on the continent would turn their backs on them.
The inquisitor, who had just misspoken, waved his hand in shock.
âTh, thatâs not it! According to the scripturesâ!â
âSo I asked again if that was the will of the Holy Empire. Or should we say this is the will of the pope?â
ââ¦â
The priest and inquisitors instantly fell silent.
They knew that if they said one more word, there would be an uproar.
However, Ian didnât stop.
âNo one in Kaistein is higher than His Majesty Eloin. Even if itâs a cardinal of the Holy Empire.â
Ianâs cold eyes turned to Haverion.
âIf I had said this, you would have understood, right? So, why donât you get ready to enter the palace?â
His eyes seemed to say that.
For some reason, however, Haverion, who had been silently watching them arguing, smiled.
âIan Kaistein. Surely Iâve heard I have such a younger brother.â
âYour Eminence?â
âEveryone, get out of the way. I want to talk to my brother.â
â!â
He pushed the priests back and smiled brightly.
âI thought there would be no more brothers after me. Nice to meet you. However, this is a treatment center for medical treatment. If you really care for the patients as you said, why donât you talk after you get off your horse since it causes inconvenience to them? People here are uncomfortable.â
He was definitely speaking in a soft voice.
But displeasure could clearly be felt lurking within.
âHeâs acting up when heâs younger than me. Why doesnât he get off while Iâm still being nice?â
At that moment, the gazes of the two princes, Ian and Haverion, chillingly clashed in the air.
It was such an intense staring contest that sparks could be seen flying.
But Ian chuckled.
âUncomfortable, huh. Who says itâs uncomfortable? Is it you?â
âM-me? No! That canât be possible!â
One of the patients Ian pointed out jolted and waved his hand.
âThen is it you?â
âH-how could that be possible? That is absolutely unreasonable!â
The one noble who was singled out by Ian took a step back, sweating profusely.
He came here to make a connection with Haverion, not for this!
He seemed ready to run away at a momentâs notice.
Ian chuckled at that sight.
âThen thereâs no need to feel sorry at all. No one said it was uncomfortable.â
â!!â
Haverion was speechless.
The problem was that Ian kept speaking informally to him.
âThis young brat doesnât want to lose even one word.â
At this point, he already knew that enduring this would only be disadvantageous for him.
But it was a disgrace to go on like this.
âKaisteinâs royal family has not bowed to me yet. Then the original plan cannot be carried out.â
Worse still, it became impossible to even carry out the popeâs order.
So, Haverion pointed around.
âIâm sorry, but there are still many patients left here, so I donât think I can go.â
A throng of citizens had already gathered for Ianâs visit.
Even the youngest would not be able to drag him out in front of so many people.
However, Ian laughed as if to mock Haverion.
âThen, itâs okay if there are no patients?â
â!â
âHave those who will help Cardinal Haverion not arrived yet?!â
At those words, some people waiting in the back stepped forward.
âPardon our lateness, Your Majesty.â
Thatâs over dozens of healers.
These were the people Ian and the royal family had mobilized and gathered.
As the healers stepped forward and started attending to the patients, Haverion scoffed.
âItâs not something that can be done just through treatment. The medicine alsoâ¦â
But no sooner had he finished speaking.
Thud!
â!â
As if to shut his mouth, supplies began to pile up in front of the treatment center.
Most of the treatments and supplies at Ianâs supply depot were prepared, including liver transplants for patients.
Ian smiled.
âNow we have enough healers and medicine. Then, can we go now?â
ââ¦â
Haverion stared at Ian incredulously.
âWell, then. Shall we go now, brother?â
For the first time, Ian used respectful speech to him. However, his gaze was anything but.
âShould I use force if you prefer it more?â
Haverionâs lips curled up upon seeing his gaze.
âThis guy. Heâs more dangerous than I thought.â
But Haverion knew.
âNo matter how much you struggle, you canât become king anyway.â
Because the owner of that seat had already been decided.
And it wasnât the self-righteous First Princess, the self-important Second Prince, the nationally acclaimed genius Third Prince, the Fourth Prince who was recommended as the youngest chancellor due to his intelligence, or the Second Princess, the most resourceful person in the kingdom.
Especially not that cheeky youngest nobody knew where he fell from.
Thatâs why Haverion smiled.
âI get it. Letâs go.â
And he would never use honorifics toward him.
That was only how far his pride allowed.
***
When Ian finally succeeded in making Haverion move from his spot, the nobles and soldiers shook their heads, already fed up with this.
âHe did a good job resolving a problem that could have turned into a diplomatic issue.â
âSometimes, Iâm scared of whatâs inside that kid.â
âCould it be that the Seventh Prince was actually not found recently but deliberately hidden and taught for years?â
However, the look in Ianâs eyes as he led Haverion away was grim.
There was a reason for it.
It was because of his meeting with Duke Garcia just before meeting the Fifth Prince.
âIn the end, I never heard the reason for his betrayal.â
He had gained plenty of other useful information.
It was just that among the information he now knew, Ian found no reason for betraying him.
It didnât even make sense to betray him in the first place.
It was because of a truly shocking revelation.
âFinding you was all King Eloinâs instruction⦠I just followed it.â
The king hid and re-revealed Ianâs existence.
Duke Garcia pretended to participate in the kingâs plan, only to make Ian easier to deal with.
âI just didnât want to be within his grasp forever. Because Garcia⦠no longer serves Kaistein and the king.â
A pendant Duke Garcia clasped in his hand.
The fact that it had an emblem similar to the state religion of the Holy Empire also played a part.
âIn the end, was King Eloin or the Holy Empire involved in the reason he betrayed me?â
Moreover, the Fifth Prince did not show up in the past life that he knew.
And it must have had something to do with why he was stabbed in the back.
âThere are times when the memories of my past life become useless as I change.â
But he found a crucial suspect.
So now, he wasnât just taking the Fifth Prince to the king.
âWhat are you hiding from me, Your Majesty?â
He must ask King Eloin directly.
Thus, Ian made up his mind.
What King Eloin and the Holy Empire had to do with his death.
He should thoroughly get to the bottom of it.
And so, he ordered.
âBring Duke Lavaltor.â