"Look, it's the first Prince," said someone as he looked at the entrance of the vast hall.
Instantly, all the humanoids engaging in their own gists turned around to look at the entrance of the hall where a couple of little humanoid children were walking through.
As Ozia sat on his throne, he could not help but think back to the time of him and his brothers, when they had all been crowned as the princes of the Ol'mytee clan.
This was just like that time.
The children who walked in were all little, the oldest was just six years old and far smaller than Ozia had been when he was the same age.
The oldest among them, the six-year-old, was walking in front with spiky orange hair and bright blue eyes.
This boy was the mystery chimera that had gotten the attention of every old lion still alive.
Spiky orange hair? Blue eyes? It couldn't be.
His grandfather was the Primordial Lion, and his father was a triple heart Chimera with a freaking god-level artifact for an arm.
