Darius facepalmed as he sat with a lifeless expression.
Everything had gone wrong!
The scheme he planned went off the trajectory completely.
The berserk slaves outbreak was supposed to help him clear out Wesley's force, and even dampened the Crown Prince's prestige.
After all, Darius could spread rumors that the Crown Prince was a harbinger who only brought ruin to wherever he went once the incident was resolved.
People were easy to swindle once they experienced a terrible tragedy.
Moreover, the timing of the Crown Prince's arrival made it easier for people to shift the blame.
"No, I can still salvage this," Darius muttered. "As long as I start spreading the news that the incident was related to the Crown Prince's arrival… Yes, I should do that now."
Initially, he should have waited till the incident was over to spread the rumors. But now that things had taken such a drastic change, he needed to make haste.
"Reporting!"
