The Kingmaker System

I had Damon proceed with Plan B. For it to succeed, we needed the King’s authority, along with the evidence we had painstakingly gathered to expose the wrongdoings of the Temple’s corrupt officials. These reports were meticulously compiled to ensure their authenticity when presented as official documentation.

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Ideally, I wanted the perpetrators to confess their crimes publicly, preserving what little dignity remained of the Temple. But with the demon now having taken the mastermind behind the corruption, I had no choice but to shift strategies.

Seated in front of Damon in his carriage, I watched as the city streets blurred past us. He was carrying the evidence needed to bring the truth before the King.

"I shall present this during today’s audience," Damon said, his tone confident.

I nodded in acknowledgment. "Good. And have you heard anything about Zale?"

Damon hesitated before replying. "Some officials mentioned that he left the palace for a vacation. No one seems to know his exact whereabouts."

"Just up and left like that?" I frowned, suspicion prickling at the back of my mind.

"He might’ve bribed those who know to keep quiet," Damon suggested.

I shook my head. "He’s sharper than that. He knows I’ll hunt him down no matter what. This feels deliberate—like he’s waiting for the right moment to make his move. For now, I’ll just have to wait until he slips up."

Damon shifted slightly in his seat, his expression contemplative. "How is the Saint?" he asked suddenly.

I turned to him, mildly surprised. This was the first time he had inquired about the Saint despite being aware that I had him in my custody.