Chapter 378

After hearing Leon’s words, the Freckled Prince was stunned for a full ten seconds before barely managing to sort out the logic, then couldn’t help but angrily said:

“Damn scoundrel! I’m going to file a complaint against you at the Clearing Bureau!”

“Hmm.”

Leon, who had been accompanying the princess and had also been exhausted all day, no longer had the energy to deal with him. He closed his eyes drowsily and responded quite perfunctorily:

“Go ahead and complain. But recently, the General Bureau has been very busy, so it might take a bit longer to process your complaint. It might even be sent back to us directly, leaving our Bureau Director to handle it.

Our Bureau Director is also very busy lately, so it will probably still be me solving your problem. So if you can accept that, feel free to complain; I’ll handle them all.”

“…”

If I file a complaint and it ends up being handled by you? Then what’s the point of complaining?! Enraged by Leon’s response, the Freckled Prince turned cyanotic in anger and instinctively wanted to throw a punch. Unfortunately, this guy wasn’t like anyone he’d dealt with before. If provoked, Leon would really slap him hard.

“This isn’t fair!”

Recalling the beatings he received in the past, Joshua managed to suppress his anger after some thought. He stomped his feet twice and shouted: “I am the prince! Why do you protect Veronica when you’re awake, and only come to protect me when you’re about to fall asleep? What if there’s danger at night? What if something happens to me?”

Huh? Did you actually try to reason?

Leon opened his eyes somewhat surprisedly, looked at the “reasoning” Freckled Prince in front of him, and pondered for a moment before replying with a strange expression: “Sure, we could switch if you want. But remember, my job is close protection.

Aren’t you and your uncle, who serves as Minister of Finance, actively contacting old nobles and negotiating repeatedly with the Lower House to get them to cooperate with you in overthrowing the princess? If I follow you during the day, wouldn’t you worry about me leaking secrets?”

“…”

Now that you mention it, it does seem inappropriate… Wait! “How did you know who I was negotiating with?”

“I saw it on your sister’s desk… Also, don’t you think it’s not much of a secret anymore?”

Leon sneered disdainfully after looking at the shocked Freckled Prince: “The old nobility are not united, and the Lower House, where there are many people and mouths, leaks like a sieve. There’s no way to keep anything confidential. Your attempts to rally them were already reported last Wednesday, okay?”

“…”

…

Honestly, you’re truly incompetent…

Looking at the speechless Joshua after his critique, Leon couldn’t help but shake his head slightly.

Even though uniting the old nobility and making peace with the Lower House is an open strategy, as long as the princess wants to extract resources from the old nobility and big merchants, she can’t stop you from conspiring together. However, turning such a thing into a city-wide scandal is pretty ridiculous. You didn’t even change the carriage when visiting, who could you possibly fool?

At your level, defeating the princess would be like seeing ghosts!”Do you have any more questions?”

Tired of dealing with Joshua, whose face alternated between red and blue, Leon, who had worked all day as a bodyguard and almost got left behind to “attend” the princess, yawned again.

“If there are no more questions, let’s sleep. Your sister needs to get up at five tomorrow morning to compete with the Minister of Finance for the new tax secretary position. I plan to check it out too…”

Seeing Leon covering himself with a thin blanket, seemingly ending the conversation, the Freckled Prince stomped his foot again and angrily stopped him: “Get out! I don’t need your protection! What gives you the right to sleep here? Get up! Go to the servant’s room outside! Or else I…”

“Am I being too polite with you?”

Seeing that Joshua was still being difficult after explaining for so long, Leon, who was under a bit of work pressure recently, threw off the covers, sat up, rolled up his right sleeve, and narrowed his eyes: “I’ll give you two options. Option one: go to sleep now and sleep until morning. Option two: I’ll knock you out and you’ll stay unconscious until morning… Choose wisely!”

Here we go again! Realizing that Leon seemed ready to fight, the Freckled Prince took a half-step back and argued stubbornly: “You…you’re violent! Using force is the worst choice! A true leader should…”

“A true leader is the one with bigger fists.”

Waving his hand shaped into a palm, which scared Joshua into retreating another half-step, Leon lay back down. “Also, the useful choice is the right choice. Who cares if I’m brutal or not? Just go to sleep already!”

“…”

Just wait!

The Freckled Prince stood in front of the sofa, panting heavily. Considering the huge disparity in strength between them, he ultimately didn’t dare to make a move.

When Leon closed his eyes and his breathing slowed down, showing signs of falling asleep, he had no choice but to stomp his feet forcefully on the carpet and walk heavily back to his bed.

No way you’re sleeping! I’ll shake you to death!

And anyway! You can only be arrogant for a few more days!

Once I bring down Veronica and succeed my father as the new king, I will definitely put up a sign at the palace gate: ‘Leon and dogs not allowed inside!’ And then I will enact a law stating that anyone who assaults the king without cause will be hanged!

After failing to drive him out, Joshua leaped onto his bed with a loud thud, then began violently shaking his blanket, creating a series of puffing sounds.

After a while, hearing Leon’s groans and the sound of him turning over, confirming that he had successfully retaliated against him, Joshua finally fell asleep under the influence of fatigue, feeling somewhat satisfied.

…

“About time.”

Not long after the Freckled Prince closed his eyes, on a clock tower about three streets away on the west side of the royal palace, an elderly voice sounded.

Looking at the quiet darkness of the capital city, where even the streetlights had gone out, the old investigator sitting cross-legged on the roof spoke calmly: “Everyone from the Virgo Subdivision has left the capital except for Bloodhair Girl and Leon, and they’ve both fallen asleep… Nicole, it’s time for you to act.”

“Okay…”

With a hesitant reply, the female journalist who disappeared after stealing the wallet appeared behind the old investigator, holding a warm little lantern.

Glancing hesitantly at the old investigator, the female journalist pursed her lips and gently shook the delicate glass lantern in her hand.

Following her careful movements, most of the capital city hidden in the darkness flickered with the lantern’s flame, then suddenly burst into brilliance. A blazing sun replaced the original moon, hanging high in the sky.

(End of Chapter)