Before Baizamu could continue to pester Sol, his personal servants came and took him away.
This wasn't the first time Baizamu was creating a commotion in a drunk state.
So, fortunately or unfortunately, Baizamu's servants were trained in the art of extracting him before he could do irreversible damage.
Cluck—!
The servants placed Baizamu on the bed and left the room after making sure he was asleep.
Suddenly, a magic circle appeared on the floor inside the room. Its function was to detect and terminate any eavesdropping devices inside the room.
A few seconds later, Baizamu woke up. However, his demeanor was unlike the useless, lecherous prince everyone knew about.
He spoke in a cold and authoritative tone.
"How are the preparations?"
A shadow appeared inside the room. Its arrival was so natural that one would think it had been there since the beginning.
"The preparations are almost done, my lord."
