Stripped of the Golden Kite Flower's splendid veneer, Milton's prince was nothing more than a writhing, colossal maggot. It wriggled, it howled, it hatefully seethed with ugliness, lunging toward An Su. All azure blades leaped between its flesh, plucking its ears,
"I excise the biased ear before Radiance's hall, to seek forgiveness for the slander of all beings."
Every Royal Guard present, every Heresy Trial Knight, every noble from the Great Gate, knew that the blessing An Su now recited was the last sentence from the "Baptism Record" of the Bible, and this prayer was often the benediction an Executive Officer would mournfully recite during the Redemption ceremony for heretics.
An Su calmly sliced through Prince Tai Rui with the Azure Redemption Holy Sword, yet this was not punishment, but redemption, this was not killing, but grace.
