Speaking of Richard and Lawrence, I have been here for so long, why haven’t I seen them?

Wien was wondering, but the king had already sat down steadily.

As the most heavyweight at the attendance this time, his arrival undoubtedly announced that Marseille will officially begin soon.

"Chriss, have you seen Richard and Lawrence on the way here?" Wien asked in a low voice.

"Hmm? It doesn't seem to be there."

After he reminded him, Chris realized that something seemed wrong.

As the invitation party, even if Richard doesn't have much room to receive guests, he will not hide and show up.

"You go back to your father and sit for a while. I'll look for them and come back soon." Wien said to Chris.

Before being noticed by others, he arched his body and slipped out from the edge of the stands.

The main venue in Marseille is a circular track surrounded by a single circle. The fresh green grass seemed to herald the coming of spring. Vine walked out along the passage on the back of the stands and quickly attracted the attention of the staff.

force.

"Sir, do you need any help?" A man in a racecourse uniform greeted him.

Wien simply revealed his identity: "Have you seen Prince Richard and Prince Lawrence? I am Wien Winchet. Today I was invited by them to say hello to them."

"Ah! It turns out it's Young Master Wien." The staff member looked like he suddenly realized, as if he had heard of him.

"Prince Lawrence is resting with his horse in another non-competitive area. As for Prince Richard... please forgive me for not seeing where he went."

Wien thought for a while and said, "Then take me to see Lawrence first."

Could it be that these two people were quarreling again? He couldn't help but have some speculation in his heart.

But when he saw Lawrence, he realized that the two brothers who had quarreled recently were probably not these two brothers.

Next to the wooden fence, Lawrence did not gallop at this time, but was leaning against the crossbar and talking to his horse.

"...General, do you think I should comfort that bastard brother now?" His voice was low, but he still couldn't escape Wien's extremely keen ears.

Yes, Lawrence gave his horse the title of "General".

"His Highness Prince Lawrence."

The staff spoke respectfully and reminded him.

Lawrence was stunned, raised his head and happened to see Wien, and then a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

"Wine, you're here just in time!"

He pulled his gloves off and threw them aside, then turned to the staff member, "Wynn and I have something to explain, you can take my 'general' back first."

Before the staff could have surrendered, Lawrence hurriedly pulled Vine towards the rest table on the other side.

"Have that guy Richard went to the front stand now?" he asked.

Wien was not used to his sudden concern. "Uh, not before I came."

Lawrence seemed to have no idea what to do.

He glanced around and confirmed that no one was eavesdropping on the conversation here before whispering: "Richard had a big conflict with his father."

This is not the first time that Wien has heard such words.

Bulvo had told himself before that the king even secretly ordered him to monitor Richard's whereabouts.

But looking at Lawrence's distress over this, it seems that he had just discovered these things.

Wien pretended to be a little surprised, "How could it be?!"

"I originally thought it was impossible, but it was the truth." Lawrence sighed. "Yesterday Richard confronted his father in front of many servants, and did not come to the palace to pay homage to him this morning."

"Where is he now?" Wien couldn't help asking.

"It should be warming up before the game, probably." Although he didn't go to find him, Lawrence had obviously found out about his brother's whereabouts.

"Hmm? Is he going to play in person?" Wien was really surprised.

He thought Richard said "I trained a horse" like that, just to let the horse compete alone.

"Yes." Lawrence said affirmatively. "And he's been ready for it for a while."

Wien looked thoughtful when he heard it.

Could it be that this matter is what Richard calls a "better time"?

Taking a sneak peek at Lawrence, Wien found that Richard was indeed on the right path in a sense--No doubt, Lawrence is now caring for him.

"Or else, I'll go to Richard to see?" He tentatively said the lines Lawrence wanted to hear.

"Then you go quickly." Lawrence urged without thinking.

"Ah, right! It's not that I'm worried about him having any problems, but I just don't want to see the money I won for him, all the money I won wasted." He forced his explanation in one fell swoop.

"I understand, I won't mention you to him." Wien knows it. "You should go to the stands in front as soon as possible. His Majesty the King has arrived and it should be about to start the show."

However, Lawrence just sneered at this.

"If I don't show up, maybe it's more suitable for them. Forget it, I won't go away." It was obvious that he had already arrived at the racetrack, but he seemed to have made up his mind and didn't want to go there.

...In fact, it would be better if you don't get along, so as not to see the king and Mrs. Chery's affectionate relationship.

Thinking of this, he didn't persuade him anymore.

But just as Wien was about to leave to find Richard, the staff member who had just led the horse away for Lawrence ran back in panic.

"His Highness Lawrence, Master Wien!" He took a breath and briefly recounted the scene he had just seen: "There seemed to be some chaos at the front desk. I heard that Prince Richard caught a thief in the stable who wanted to do something.

, now he is escorting him back to His Holiness…”

Wien and Lawrence looked at each other.

...

In the high-level stands where the nobles gathered, the king's expression was hard to recognize.

"You mean, this guy is going to drug the horses participating?" he asked slowly.

"Yes!" Below the stands, Richard was completely unafraid of the gazes from all directions and replied loudly: "The boy happened to pass by, and the person was caught!"

As he said that, he raised a transparent glass bottle, and some unknown liquid inside was shining with light under the sun.

"This is what was found from him. If you want to test the effect of the medicine, you can drink it with ordinary non-racing horses." Richard's tone was very tough.

The captured prisoner next to him was escorted by several guards and sat on the ground, lowering his head and not even daring to lift it.
Chapter completed!