âI heard that the master of Bastion has a sacred relic.
âThe master of Bastion?
âYes. He sells illegally smuggled sacred relics at exuberant prices. He says itâs only the right price for a sacred relic. So, we can just sneak into Bastion and intercept it before he sells it off.
âYouâre telling me that weâre stealing it? But thatâsâŠ
âPerhaps the Almighty Godâs sacred relic itself shall help you, Your Highness. We have to try.
Hildeon had a good reason to hesitate.
Sacred relics were originally the property of the temple.
Despite being a member of the imperial family, he would have to make a formal request to the temple to use one. HoweverâŠ
âIf Your Highness asks the temple for help, youâll have to tell them what youâre using it for. The Empress or someone else might catch wind of it.
The moment the empress was mentioned, Hildeonâs expression hardened.
âThat would be a problem.â
Because she was one of the leading suspects behind this curse.
Hildeonâs biological mother was not the empress, but an imperial consort.
The empress could not bear a child for the emperor, so under the orders of the previous generationâs emperor, an imperial consort was appointed to sire Hildeon.
Perhaps because of this background, but the empress actively showed hostility and contempt towards Hildeon.
She was usually good at keeping her emotions in check, but as the person being targeted, Hildeon couldnât help but know.
From all the negativity hurled at him ever since he was a child, it was only natural to point out the empress as the leading suspect of this curse.
As Hildeon was lost in thought for a moment, he soon agreed with Hestin.
He couldnât let this curse stay on him forever.
However, apart from that, it was inevitable that his conscience was being stabbed.
âFor the Crown Prince to steal a sacred relic from the templeâŠâ
In any case, he also deemed it imperative to clean up Bastion alongside todayâs plan.
If they were to deal with Charon and his men first before calling the guards, they would be able to clear Bastion more easily.
After all, if the head of the organization were to be brought on his knees, it would be easy to clean up the rest of the mess.
However, since he had to hide his identity, his contribution to these efforts as the âcrown princeâ was going to be left unknownâŠ
âRight. Since the plan fell through, I donât need to hide my identity.â
He removed his hood, which had been irritatingly blocking his view until now.
âBy the way, I never imagined that the Saintess would come here first. I donât know, but maybe she got a lead about the sacred relic first, thatâs why she came here?â
When they arrived, the sacred relic was already in the saintessâs hands.
âIâd like to know where she got her information. I had a hard time getting it myself.â
As Hestin continued to mutter, he suddenly perked up as though he had a realization.
âOh, by any chance. Did she get a prophecy?â
âYes. Didnât the Saintess say that she came here because she was called by someone? Maybe that call was a divine prophecy.â
Thinking to himself for a moment, Hildeon eventually nodded, agreeing.
âHmm. If you put it that way, it does add up.â
âBut still, itâs a little surprising.â
âEven though she received a prophecy, I didnât know that the Saintess would come to retrieve the sacred relic personally.â
Indeed, it was something to wonder about.
Unknowingly, Hildeon recalled the saintess.
Especially when she had been in his arms.
He even had the vague thought that she was as light as a feather.
Besides that, with as slender of a body as hers, he couldnât believe that she was in such a dangerous place all alone.
âWhat if she got in trouble?â
However, Hestin was thinking a little differently from Hildeon.
âRumor has it that sheâs a total loutâthat she has no sense of responsibility at all as the Saintess. As expected, rumors are just rumors.â
Hideon awkwardly kept his mouth shut.
Now that Hestin mentioned it, the bad rumors surrounding her came to mind.
âBut she seems a little different than how the rumors painted her out to be.â
Hildeon himself didnât go to social events often.
This was because the people around him tended to become frightened by the sharp atmosphere and terrifying pressure that he exuded.
Experiencing such things since childhood, Hildeon was conscious about not bothering the people around him, and so he had grown into adulthood while distancing himself from society.
He still needed to socialize though, but he usually only talked with the heads of the households, who were the parents of the young nobles.
At that time, he often heard rumors about the saintess, but he rarely ever had the opportunity to meet the saintess personally.