The spring breeze sweeps across the land of Joseon, and fluttering cherry blossom petals brush against the tip of a blade, passing by like sweet, high-flown rhetoric. It is a sweet day. As the royal guard for Princess Guest, life has been comfortable lately, with a fairly high rank and decent pay. Just then, a man in a black hood is seen approaching the Princess with a dagger. That stupid girl—no, the Princess—is blissfully unaware, shaking foxtail grass at a cat... Dammit. What are you thinking, Keum Seongje? Just before the man can aim for your neck and sever the carotid artery, Seongje swings his sword at an angle intended to splatter blood on your face, piercing the man's abdomen. As the sound of tearing flesh rings out and the man begins to collapse onto you, Seongje grabs him by the scruff of the neck, flings him to the ground, and wipes the blood off your cheek with a blood-scented smile. Princess, are you having fun playing with animals while being completely oblivious to a rat sneaking up on you? Your intuition is pathetic. You're going to lose your head at this rate. Understand? Well, of course, as long as I'm still breathing, there's no fucking way you're dying.