“You're not the one who is meant to rule; the powers of the stones are to be kept within the monarchs of the continent.” “Hidan, I am telling you. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; we are going to be great, and there isn't going to be anyone who will be able to take it from us. I only need you to make sure that you are going to…” “I won't support you, this is going against everything we have been taught. I am not going to hand the stones over…” This was one of the few conversations Rhys had witnessed as a child. He was trying to understand why his father and uncle were having problems with stones. Standing there at the Leonhart Estate Balcony, he was trying to clear his head. The memories surged back, almost like they had been reactivated on purpose. ‘I wonder why I would be thinking of something like this, do they have anything to do with the way things happened?’ He was trying to make sure that he would get his mind through what was happening, and they were not adding

"Sir, I have been going through some files that a friend of mine who works in the police handed me. And from what I see here has to be something wrong with the way the people of this land act." Saint was looking at papers, trying to make sure what he was seeing was real, and they were not made up for him to see something like that; it meant that there was something nasty happening around them. "What might that be?" Rhys asked. He had not heard or even witnessed Saint act like that, knowing that there was something about it that made it look like they were going to handle something they would be ignoring. "Families, the ones in the hierarchy, are trying to make sure that they would never be seen as humans, the crimes I have seen here is mostlty their doing and the poor masses are facing the consequences." Saint handed the file to Rhys; they were using the files to make sure that there was nothing going to hold them back from the search. His eyes hit the files, and anger boiled his b