When Red Death was yet to be beset by her guildmates, Prince Rhemos was receiving a guest inside his camp.
"Where is Red?" Rhemos asked.
"She is currently occupied with an important matter, so I have come to replace her," Earmouth said.
"More important than a meeting with me?" Rhemos said with displeasure.
"Forgive us, Your Highness. It is a sudden issue, we are helpless about it as well."
"Fine. How goes the search for the information I have tasked you, people? Have you made any progress?"
"We make more than progress. We have found one of the acolytes."
"Really?" Rhemos, who was sitting leisurely all this time, sat upright now. He was visibly excited by the news. "Where is this person?"
"We have negotiated with this acolyte, but he is unwilling to come to this camp because of all the soldiers. We have brought him to the closest hill just outside this camp, but he is only willing to meet Your Highness in person."
