The soft light spilled over the somewhat thin paperwork, and Meraid looked at his sire before him with some gravity, silently awaiting his orders.

This is the underground laboratory in Italoos.

Every once in a while, His Majesty would show up here, and most of the time, it could be considered the place where he and Merlad had set up a joint.

The air was dull and silent.

Meraid, who had already waited for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak, "Your Majesty, are ...