บท 457: Good Son

Stunned, the King questioned, "You… want to purge them all? Didn't you just say that you've taken a liking to them?"

Twirling the spoon between his fingers, Noir gave a nonchalant shrug, "I am a Prince, it's only natural for me to prioritize our royal lineage above all else. Father, since you're so against my request, it should pose no problem if we get rid of them all, right?" 

BANG!

The King slammed his fist on the table, sending the plates and utensils rattling. "Impudent!" his enraged voice thundered in the room. "Are you challenging me right now?! Are you doing this because I refuse to indulge in your whims?!"