Richard's POV:

It didn't take long for Diego to return and tell me that Rufus had gone to the manor.

It was time for me to put on an act, so I walked to the dressing room excitedly. "I want to wear the most gorgeous clothes to celebrate my victory."

"Why don't you wear Prince Rufus' favorite color today? You can also piss him off by doing that."

Indeed, no one knew me better than Diego. I looked at him approvingly and said, "Great idea. Bring me that red cloak here."

"Red... Red cloak?" Diego wanted to say something but stopped on second thought. Then he said hesitantly, "Price Rufus doesn't seem to like such a color."

I snorted coldly, "If I say he likes that color, he likes it, okay? Who the hell are you to tell me what to do?"

sorry, Prince Richard. I'll get it for you

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hall and randomly grabbed a white-bearded

appearance and question. He patted his chest in a bid to calm himself down before he answered, "Prince Richard, why are you in a hurry?" "Something terrible happened. Is he on the second floor?" I said, pretending to be anxious. Although I already knew

he's still in the meeting room," the

"Okay, thank you."

smoothly. I was sure that everyone

for Rufus. In this way, I could lead him to the

the meeting room, I heard my father and his confidant, Fitch, talking about Rufus. I quickly stepped back and hid behind the

crowd has been dispersed, and the backup command post is set up. The mess is being cleaned now." I heard Fitch's

he said, "He attacked the guards guarding the city and ran out.

time, my father coughed even harder. Then I heard the clatter of porcelain bowls. He

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