Chapter 254 Put On An Act


    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?"


    "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 I 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 eyesses.


    "Okay, thank you."


    My n 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.


    "The crowd has been dispersed, and the backupmand post is set up. The mess is being


    cleaned now." I heard Fitch''s solemn voice from the inside.


    My father coughed a few times before he asked in a hoarse voice, "Where is Rufus?"


    "Prince Rufus..." Fitch hesitated for a moment. Then he said, "He attacked the guards guarding the


    city and ran out. No one dared to chase after him."


    This time, my father coughed even harder. Then I heard the tter of porcin bowls. He must be


    drinking some potion.


    Thinking that my father was getting weaker and weaker made my heart tighten. I didn''t have much


    time left. Whether my n seeded or not, I would make sure that my father would bepletely


    disappointed in Rufus this time.


    "Are you going to send someone to find Prince Rufus and take him back?" Fitch asked again.


    "Let''s check the situation first. If I take him back now, he will face the public''s wrath. It may not be a


    good thing. So I''m thinking, it will be better to send someone to protect him secretly while waiting for


    the situation to calm down here. However, in this way, he willpletely lose the right to inherit the


    throne." My father heaved a long sigh and said in a sad tone, "I didn''t expect this day woulde.


    Rufus'' curse can''t really be hidden forever."


    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 ident. Rufus was indeed suffering from mania. God was really on my side. Now,


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