Late into the night, it became quiet in the vast Sorcerer’s Tower. The maids had returned to their quarters, leaving only a few of them behind in the standby room in case their sorcerer-master summoned them.
They would only start working again at 6 o’clock the next morning, Their first task would be to present a clean set of clothes to their sorcerer-master. If he needed to attend an event for the day, they would have to prepare several sets of clothes as alternates. Then they would prepare a sumptuous breakfast that might include soy milk, dairy milk, steamed buns, fried dough sticks, and so on.
Initially, Milo was worried he would not get used to the food here after arriving at the Kingdom of Sorcerers. But in the end, he realized he had overthought things. Food preference was probably the last thing he needed to worry about in this place.
Right now, with everything quiet in the Sorcerer’s Tower, Milo, who was lying on the velvet bed, suddenly opened his eyes and shot out of the window like an arrow.
He was staying on the fourth floor of the Sorcerer’s Tower. If the Sorcerer’s Tower were to be described as a castle, he would be situated on the topmost floor of the castle’s structural foundation, and above that was the turret.
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