C1747 It Would be Good Enough If He Had Something to Eat!

The next morning, the guard at the door finally moved his fingers.

He rubbed the back of his head in confusion. Why did he faint?

Suddenly, he widened his eyes and shouted in panic, "Madam! Madam ran away! Someone is coming! Madam is running away!"

"What are you shouting for? I'm just here."

Before the guard could finish his words, a lazy voice suddenly sounded, interrupting his shout