"...Isn't that obvious? Why do you ask something so apparent?"
Luan tilted his head. He couldn't figure out the intent behind that question.
Harman continued on. "What if the Seventh Imperial Prince has been hiding his true self all along? What if he accepted the fate of being treated like trash for the sake of Lady Yulisia? So that he could... raise sufficient strength. He... acted like a mangnani, and... deliberately got himself banished..."
The first prince looked at Harman with a pair of pitying and sympathetic eyes. "It seems that dealing with that fool for too long has tainted even your mind, Harman."
"..."
"The road must've been long and tiresome. You must be feeling fatigued from the recent events, as well. Not to mention, dealing with that fool would've been exhausting, too. You should take your well-deserved rest."
It was exactly as Harman thought. No one believed him. Well, all the things the Seventh Imperial Prince had done were beyond acceptable, after all.