Prologue
Inside a tower illuminated by a pale half-moon, Prince Rivage Myzahn was currently testing out new magic. The walls were made of timeworn stone, and the flames of torches placed across the room swayed, casting the shadows of the people inside.
While Rivage was using magic, his older brother, the king, sat on a wooden chair across from him. The king’s expression looked a little weary, since he’d come here after finishing his official duties. He wasn’t wearing his royal garb that included a heavy mantle and jacket, but light clothing; even Rivage rarely saw him dressed like this.
The king had grown up in an environment surrounded by treacherous relatives, and Rivage was the only person he could trust. Myzahni royalty lived in a dog-eat-dog world from the moment they were born. Everyone aimed for the throne, and those who failed to take it were eliminated. Rivage had lost his mother at an early age and found himself in an unfavorable position in the royal palace; he’d only survived until now thanks to his older brother. Under normal circumstances, two princes wouldn’t cooperate with each other, but the king was an exception and supported Rivage.
As a result of their cooperation, Rivage’s older brother had become the king by taking the position from their father; a common occurrence in Myzahni history. Rivage helped his brother, and by working together, the two of them had maintained the barren desert country of Myzahn to this day. The king looked similar to Rivage but also possessed a powerful presence. Rivage had always idolized his half brother. If he so desired, he could even obtain a saint’s magic and invade Polpystan. Rivage didn’t trust another soul, but his brother was the exception.
Everyone else had been ordered to leave, so the two of them were currently alone in this room. After Rivage finished testing out various things with magic, he turned to his brother.
“How is it, elder brother? Apparently, this is the psychosomatic purification magic possessed by Robin, the one said to be ‘close to a saint’ in Desnim.”
The king was going along with Rivage’s ma