"Goldfinch!" Duke Rutte exclaimed as his eyes locked onto the badge in Diego's hand.
He finally recognized Diego's true identity—he was a descendant of the former royal family of the Half-Elf Kingdom, the illustrious Goldfinch Bird House of Savoy.
"No wonder His Highness is so desperate to capture you," Rutte muttered, realization dawning on him.
Diego's smile widened. "Now you understand, my Lord Duke. When I proposed taking the palace together, it wasn't a bluff."
"Hah! Have you lost your mind?" Rutte scoffed, his tone dripping with disdain. "So what if you're from the House of Savoy? Do you think this is three hundred years ago? Do you think your bloodline alone is enough to command me?
Wake up! The Modiwen family is the ruling dynasty now!"
Diego chuckled softly, unfazed. "Ah, my Lord Duke, if you refuse to cooperate, do you think His Majesty might be...interested in the records of our past dealings?"
