Bab 224: Rumors

Aldrich let Boudicca take a good view of his face.

She stared at her for a few seconds, scrutinizing the discrepancies on his face that differed from the circulated photos. But even after searching thoroughly, she couldn't find a single one. This face was exactly that of the white-haired assassin.

Aldrich, seeing her not caring for his face anymore, placed the mask back upon his face.

Sigh!

Boudicca gave out a long sigh and returned to her chair.

"I don't care how you managed to piss off a King of all Dreamers. But, as Tyra must have mentioned, I need your help."

Aldrich nodded, but not before giving out a self-deprecating laugh.

"Haha! Of Course! But your highness, a matter that is related to you and needs my help, will surely get me killed."