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"F-First son of the King!? That's something that will cost you some good hours of explanation, if you really want me to believe, sir," said the bald short man.

"Hahaha, I thought you would say so. Indeed, I was expecting as much. It's really hard to accept that, of all places, the son of the King would be here. I mean, if you are really into the Kingdom's politics and all, you will notice that he claims another person as his firstborn. However, that's just a lie. I am his first son. The issue here is that he had me with another person."

"Oh... Now I see," the bald man said, who seemed to know the most about the Kingdom's issues than anyone else in the circle. "A bastard son, that is."

Julius nodded his head, his eyes sparkling with a hint of fury.

"These days, at least among the nobility, bastards are nothing but trash. Even more when they are not actual trash.

"I mean, who would want his bastard son outstanding more than his 'first-born'?"