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 tł 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 that red cloak here."
"Red… Red cloak?"
Diego wanted to say something but stopped on second thought.
Then he sai 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?"
"I’m sorry, Prince Richard.I’ll get it for you right now," Diego quickly said.
After getting dressed, I rushed to the council hall to look for my father.
This was where he usually gathered his ministers.
At this moment, many elders were walking out of the hall.
They should have just finished the meeting, I hurried into the hall and randomly grabbed a white-bearded elder.
"Where is my father?"
The elder was obviously surprised by my sudden 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 already knew where my father was, I had to pretend I didn’t know to deceive everyone.
"Yes, he’s still in the meeting room," the elder said, pushing up his eyeglasses.
"Okay, thank you." My plan went smoothly.
I was sure that everyone saw the anxiety on my face.
In a while, I would also use this anxious look to persuade my father to send out troops to look for Rufus.
In this way, I could lead him to the manor and let him see how Rufus tore Lucy apart.
When I arrived at the door of the meeting room, I heard my father and his confidant, Fitch, talking about Rufus.I quickly stepped back and hid behind the wall.
I was surprised to hear what he said.
The word "curse" piqued my curiosity, so I leaned forward to listen more clearly.
"Actually, I feel that something is strange this time.It’s said that the curse only attacks during the full moon, right? It’s not full moon yet, but why did he suddenly lose control today?"
Fitch had been working for my father for a long time, and he had always been reliable.
This time, he pointed out the key problem immediately.
"Maybe his body can no longer bear the curse."
My father seemed to be in a bad mood.
He said in a low voice, "For more than twenty years, he would always go crazy every full moon, every month.No matter how strong he is, he can’t stand such mania that repeatedly goes beyond his physical limit.What I fear the most is that he will die because of this."
The more I listened to their conversation, the more excited I became.I didn’t expect that I had used the right drug by accident.
Rufus was indeed suffering from mania.
God was really on my side.
Now, everyone would believe that he was a monster.
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