The guards swallowed heavily, some of them stepping back because they're unable to bear his angry aura, suppressing their wolves.

"Who was the lazy bag of bones on duty last night?" Reagan snarled again, making them look at the floor.

"Your majesty, he took a sick leave this morning. He was apparently suffering from dysentery yesterday, making him feel very weak," James slowly said, carefully picking his words.

Reagan laughed coldly, giving him a piercing look.

"How convenient it is. He's very smart, isn't he? Falling sick right after messing up at his duty post. Taking a sick leave to escape punishment won't cut it next time. Noah, tell the...