Bab 177: Their Determination

The afternoon sun cast its warm glow as Brone slowly opened his eyes, emerging from a deep slumber.

As he blinked, a wave of dizziness and a sharp pang of pain from the hangover washed over him. It took a moment for the Bargesian leader to gather his thoughts and gradually sit on the bed.

"My lord, you have awakened!" Brone's loyal assistant exclaimed with relief when he entered the room to check on him.

"D*mn that liquor! How could I pass out after only a few gallons?" Brone cursed, his voice laced with frustration, as he gingerly massaged his temple in an attempt to alleviate the throbbing pain.

"You certainly indulged quite a bit last night, my lord. I will request the servant to prepare some hangover soup for you," Mikhal responded, pouring a glass of water from the table beside the bed and offering it to the Bargesian leader.