Although Solam was not worried about the trouble outside, the trouble named Adimarchus had far exceeded his expectations. At this point, Solam understood why Graz'zt had merely imprisoned him rather than killing him. This guy was the most stubborn bastard imaginable, utterly devoid of reason and impossible to communicate with. Of course, Solam had not intended to communicate with him anyway. He only wanted to use the guy for experiments. Though his circumstances were indeed miserable, what the hell did that have to do with Solam?
But as had been said before, he was the most stubborn bastard imaginable. His soul had been completely consumed by madness, and he feared no harm whatsoever. Solam exhausted every method at his disposal, yet still failed to change the essence of his soul. That made things troublesome. After obtaining Adimarchus, Solam could only do as Graz'zt had done—use every means possible to seal him away, then slowly figure out what to do.
Solam had truly tried to steal a chicken only to lose the rice used to bait it. Not only did he have to expend considerable effort sealing away the troublesome Adimarchus, lest his twisted, insane mind affect the demons under Solam's control, but he also had to come up with a whole host of excuses to deal with Malcanthet.
Although Malcanthet had decisively supported Solam before, that did not mean she would not investigate the reasons behind it afterward. The subsequent repercussions of this matter had been far too great. Even Malcanthet herself had broken out in a cold sweat, so naturally she could not simply let it pass without a word.
Faced with Malcanthet's questioning, Solam could only rack his brains to come up with a pile of plausible explanations. Malcanthet was no fool; if he casually made up some