XXXX Continent, Seraph Kingdom, inside the Ninth Prince's pavilion.
"An explanation on the war for the throne, huh…" the Ninth Prince muttered as he placed his index finger and thumb under his chin. He then rubbed his chin with both fingers as he asked himself, "Where should I start?"
For a while, Vanadir pondered over Erea's question. Eventually, after taking another sip of his tea, he went ahead and directly looked at Erea before answering, "If I were to sum it all up, the war for the throne is more or less a competition wherein only one team survives."
"Only one team survives?" Erea could not help but repeat the Ninth Prince's words, imagining such a situation in her head. Little by little, her complexion became pale as she could not help but ask him a while after, "Does that mean that…the people that participate in this war for the throne would ultimately die as well?"
