“But Kyle, you know that I can’t give up the seat of crown prince just because I want to, right? Now that I’ve decided to do it, of course I’ll help you, but…”

“Yes. I’ll get ready.”

Silently, Vasen admired the fact that he was able to put weight on the words of a 12 year old child.

“But what do we do about that?”

Kyle’s gaze trailed to where Vasen was pointing at.

“Oh, Manun?”

Kyle had solved the problem that had been on his mind for a while, but not the problem in front of him. Bringing Manun back to the palace wasn’t an easy thing to do. Kyle was looking down at Manun when he saw Deyanin riding his Cockatoo toward them.

“Usually, the person in charge would have to take care of it, but…”

“But?”

“Leaving him there might be a solution itself.”

Vasen stroked his chin.

Manun was a giant monster. The range of a Drake’s activity was not small, so it would be a big problem if they just left him there and allowed him to go to roads or private houses where there were people. At first glance, the idea was absurd, but it seemed somewhat reasonable when Kyle was the one proposing it.

“How?”

“I’ll explain when the Hunting Minister gets here.”

Kyle got on the Cockatoo with Vasen, and they went down the mountain together with Deyanin. As they were going down, Kyle talked about what to do with Manun. Deyanin was reluctant at first, but then his expression turned thoughtful, and he eventually...