Franz opened his eyes with a headache that felt like his head was going to split open.
“What in the world happened…?”
He remembered receiving the ducal title at the banquet hall.
When he returned to everyone after being pestered by the nobles for a long time, Yusti-ah was completely drunk.
He thought he had stepped out onto the balcony with Yusti-ah to get some fresh air and had a sip of wine…
'But I don’t remember what happened next…?'
Judging by the feeling that his head was going to split open, he was certain he had drunk an enormous amount of alcohol.
It was the first time this had happened since his college days when he loved to play around, so it was so absurd that a chuckle naturally slipped out. Who would have expected to black out at this age?
If there was any consolation, it was that he had safely returned to the Magic Tower? It was funny, though, to take comfort in just that.
'Anyway…'...
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