Gion couldn’t help but feel distressed.

He had known about the Knights of the Black Lion since childhood. Not only had he heard the rumors surrounding them, but he had also met a few of them. While still in his youth, he had given up on competing for the seat of the Patriarch and had instead wandered the world. During his travels, he had once stayed at Black Lion Castle, which was found in the depths of Mouth Uklas.

‘They’re definitely… necessary.’

The Lionheart clan was one of the most prestigious families on the entire continent. Not only that, by maintaining its bizarre tradition, it had greatly increased its size, and at the center of this gigantic Lionheart clan stood the main family. To keep this position, the main family couldn’t help but require people dedicated to doing rough and dirty work.

The Lionheart clan wasn’t the only one that raised these kinds of ‘hunting hounds.’

‘...But Ciel.’

Gion didn’t feel any qualms about becoming a member of the Knights of the Black Lion....