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Raphael really never appeared again.

After taking the medicine, Jules fell into a drowsy sleep every day. In a daze, it seemed that someone changed his medicine, someone fed him water, and someone sat beside him, but when he opened his eyes, only Jack was sitting in the far corner of the room. .

"Jack..."

"Sir!" Jack rushed over, "You finally woke up."

"#%#..."

"What do you want? Water?"

"Princess……"

"what?"

"Is the princess here?"

"Princess? Princess? The princess has just arrived, and now everyone in the city is guessing when the Duke will propose. It used to be the seventh ball, but tonight is the first ball."

"What's going on during this time?"

"It's nothing, but Mr. Moray and Mr. Clovis have visited you a few times. You have been sleeping, and they went back."

"Get ready, I'm going to the Earl's Mansion."

Before entering the door, Clovis ran out like the wind and hugged Jules, Jubel smiled and shook his head behind him.

"Jule, it's good that you're fine! It's good that you're fine!"

In the evening, Clovis insisted on sending Jules back in person, and he was still reluctant to part with him.

Raphael's butler White hurried forward: "Master Earl, do you want to go back?"

"Well, where's Roger?"

"He goes away to take a breath, and he will be back in a moment, my lord. I will go to him now. Jack, hurry to Roger and come back."

"Yes father."

Clovis took out a towel to wipe his sweat: "It's so hot! Hey, White, come here! White, who is that boy?"

"What boy?"

"that!"

White looked in the direction of his hand, and saw a ten-year-old child with a thin and frail figure.

"This is sent back by someone from the Duke, called Neil."

"What? Raphael is cheating on public affairs again, tsk tsk." He turned his head and asked White, "You're only a teenager?"

"My lord is twelve years old."

Jules glanced at the boy, wondering why Clovis was so interested.

At this time the boy turned his head, and Clovis was even more surprised: "God! Where did you find this kid? He looks exactly like Jules, and he is a replica of Jules."

Jules was also taken aback. Looking carefully at the small and thin figure, he saw his golden curly hair and green eyes. How could he look like himself?

The boy felt their eyes, turned his head, saw the Clovis badge, and only gave it a distant and cold look, and then remained motionless.

Clovis is still explaining to Jules: "It's not that they look alike on the outside, but the whole feeling is very similar. You can see the whole feeling, that temperament, that kind of eye wave... don't you think?"

Jules really didn't think so, so he just smiled politely.

When White heard what Clovis said, he was immediately confused. He looked at the little boy carefully, and then looked at Jules from a distance. Jules had long black straight hair and oriental skin. different people.

But White looked at it for a long time before he slapped his thigh: "Like! It's so similar! It's basically the same person, except that one is an adult and the other is a child. Look at his talking and smiling expressions, and the way he looks at people. And the end of the eyes, it's Mr. Jules..." He turned his head, and Clovis left early.

As if by accident, Jules walked into Raphael's study, and there was a document casually on the desk.

Pick it up and see, it's a slave holding document.

Neil, 12 years old.

Among the following two options, there is a bright red tick in front of the male favorite, and Raphael's initial letter "R" is still flying around.

The document fell to the table, and Jules seemed to be poured with ice water all over his body, which was terribly cold.

Opening the rows of drawers at the back of the desk, I finally found one. There was a stack of papers inside. The top one was the same as Neil's, only with Jules' name replaced. .

At the bottom, there are a bunch of images of beauties. Below the images are the names of the city-states, and each city-state has a stack of different pictures of beauties.

Outside, hearing White's voice, the tailor came over to help Neil measure and make clothes.

Tonight is the second ball, and as usual, Raphael will propose to her at the seventh ball.

The first "Son of God" proposed to the princess at the seventh ball, and it has become a custom since then.