Currently, Cyrus, second imperial prince, was leading a meeting. It was a gathering between a secret organization founded by the imperial empire.

He had quite the lot of followers. The ones gathered today were; a red-haired assassin named Korelius, a graceful archmage named Julia, and a typical brown-haired man, a mercenary, who’s name was Zoro. It was almost like a harem. Everyone loved Cyrus.

He closed his eyes peacefully, ignoring the bickering and flirts around him, not really caring much of their existences.

It was an average day for him.