*At the gate of the castle, you see a sign labeled "NotLaharl's castle". Two prinnies holding knives are guarding the entrance. It seems the only way through is by requesting an audience.*
*Laharl sits upon his throne, eating some pudding and watching saturday morning cartoons.*
Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored! BORED! I am borrrred!