Chapter 83 83: "Night Talk"

Author: I really want to eat meat 597

Perhaps this experience of continuously talking to "acquaintances and familiar swordsmen" was too energy-consuming, and Anji rarely fell into a deep sleep.

In a daze, she seemed to hear a knock on the door, but she just smacked her mouth a few times and turned over——

Keep sleeping.

Immediately afterwards, there was another knock on the door.

This time the voice was louder than last time, giving people a sense of impoliteness and urgency, which made Anji frowned.

She closed her eyes tightly and muttered subconsciously, "Who is making so much noise..." Suddenly, a light flashed in the depths of her mind -

What time is it now?

A strong sense of foreboding enveloped my mind, and at this moment, there was a loud "clang" at the door.

At this moment, Anji not only woke up, but her entire brain was sober as never before.

She knew who was coming, but her newly awakened body was a little disobedient.

In panic, she almost rolled down from the bed. The moment her hands and feet landed on the ground at the same time, she heard a familiar and weird laughter:

"Heh, did you sleep well?"

Anji stood up suddenly and stood up, looking up at the door. However, the moment her eyes caught the arrival, the corner of her mouth trembled several times unconsciously——

I saw that Slade had "grabbed" the wooden door of her room and walked in swaggeringly.

As if showing off a trophy, she waved the door panel in her hand to Anji and said with a sneer:

"I thought you would be more nervous - after all, this is the first time I have officially asked you to talk."

Looking at Slade holding the bedroom door, Angie felt like crying. She glanced out the window and found that there was only a deep night there. Then she looked at Slade awkwardly and hesitated.

Said softly:

"I'm sorry...I fell asleep..."

Slade did not speak, but twitched the corners of his mouth with an unhappy expression, then turned around and put the door in his hand back into place with a few bangs.

After repairing the door, she closed the door with satisfaction, looked back at Anji again, and found that the other party was still standing there stupidly, and immediately said with disgust: "Why don't you put things away? Are you going to receive me like this?"

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Angie finally recovered from the shock of "Slade was actually repairing the door just now, and he was very skilled at it." She quickly said "Oh," and then immediately arranged all the tables and chairs, and smoothly made the mess again.

The bed was made.

During this time, Slade stood at the door with his arms crossed impatiently, waiting for Angie to set up the venue. As her eyes swept across the room, she quickly saw something that was very concerning——

A strange-shaped sword with eyes.

The sword was placed on Anji's bed, motionless, as if it was just a dead object.

However, Slade stared at it intently until it finally couldn't help blinking, then snorted a sneer and looked away.

This thing can still pretend to be dead.

Angie, who was busy organizing things, didn't notice this, and when she finally set up the table and chairs, Slade sat down unceremoniously.

The lord leaned back on the chair naturally, crossed his legs, looked at Anji and sat down opposite her, and said with a half-smile:

"Did you get that sword from Mount Havok?"

Following Slade's gaze, Angie glanced at Elijah on the bed behind him, and sighed in her heart, "How come Slade can remember such a trivial thing so clearly?" and added honestly:

"Picked it up from Havok Cave."

When she finished her answer, there was a brief silence.

During this period, the girl who was sitting at the same table as Lord Glosk was sitting upright, with a natural look on her face, and she didn't seem to have anything unusual.

But in fact, her body was tense, her heart was extremely uneasy, and her mind was full of thoughts: "If the other party wants to ask about her and Hardfer, what should she say to fool him?".

Suddenly, Slade, who had been watching Angie, showed an intriguing and mysterious smile and ordered her: "Go and bring in the things at the door."

The thing at the door?

In confusion, Anji said "Okay", then walked to the door and opened the door.

She saw five wooden barrels half her height neatly placed in the corridor outside the door, and there was really nothing else around.

Anji honestly carried these buckets into the room one after another. At the same time, he also noticed that there was a faint smell of alcohol coming from these buckets that seemed to contain liquid.

At Slade's signal, Angie moved them to the table obediently, and then sat back down.

At this moment, Slade suddenly made a move.

She took out two large golden round cups from the black prismatic pendant hanging on her chest, banged them twice on the table, and then grinned a somewhat evil smile:

"Next, a question, five drinks - this rule applies to both you and me. Fair enough, right?"

The pendant was obviously some kind of storage prop, but Angie didn't have time to be curious about it - because Slade had already pushed one of the gold cups in front of her!

She couldn't hold back her expression, her eyes widened, and a thought flashed through her in astonishment:

This thing needs to be 300ml no matter what?!

Five glasses, that’s one and a half liters of wine! It’s not like a hippopotamus drinks water?!

"What's wrong?" Slade bent forward, put his elbows on the table, and supported his chin with the back of his hand. He looked at Angie with a smirk, "I can allow you to drink a few drinks first."

Anji hurriedly waved her hands and said, "Ah, no, no, please first..."

Slade's face instantly darkened: "Drink."

Anji's body stiffened and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

During Angie's brief hesitation, Slade's eyes became sharper.

She quickly realized that she could not escape this disaster, sighed softly, then reluctantly bent down and opened the nearest barrel of wine.

After filling the cup, Anji took the first sip and was suddenly shaken.

Hot and strong irritating liquids rolled in the mouth. They had no special taste, almost only a hint of alcohol, and judging from her past drinking experience, this thing must be at least 50 degrees.

Under Slade's displeased gaze, Angie swallowed the wine with difficulty.

The numbing and spicy feeling went down her throat and into her esophagus, clearly going all the way down.

A strong burning sensation that was hard to ignore spread rapidly in her body. She took several deep breaths, and then she felt that her body had relaxed a little. Then she looked at the person opposite her carefully with a look that was almost asking for help.

"What's wrong? Continue."

Slade said coldly, his expression not changing at all.

Anji could only bite her lip hard, bite the bullet, and continue to drink a few sips.

Although she didn't know how much alcohol she could handle in her current body, no matter what kind of wine master she was, drinking on an empty stomach like this would definitely make her drunk very quickly!

This is what she has learned from her years of drinking experience!

But looking at Slade's appearance, he didn't seem to want to eat anything at all, which made her even more panicked.

After a long time, she finished the glass of wine in front of her with difficulty, showed a troubled expression, and petitioned:

"Um...Master Slade, can I have something to eat with the food..."

Slade laughed sarcastically: "What, these wines aren't enough to feed you?"

"Haha... No," Anji smiled awkwardly, trying to impress the other person, "It's just that in my hometown, people usually drink and eat something..."

Slade narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Angie with a meaningful look, and a playful smile gradually appeared on his face:

"That makes you drunk slower, doesn't it?"

Anji smiled awkwardly but politely and responded a few times, but actually she cursed in her heart:

Gan, this guy did it on purpose!

However, the next second, Slade actually picked up the cup in front of him, skillfully opened the wine barrel next to him, filled the cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

Anji watched her operation in a confused state, and then watched her finish the drink, scoop up another glass, and drink it again.

After drinking five drinks in a row, Slade stopped, wiped his mouth gracefully with the back of his hand, then looked at Angie, who had dull eyes, and asked the first question:

"How did you convince that little bastard to let you go?"

The little bastard naturally refers to Hardfer.

Even though Anji had been mentally prepared, when this moment really came, she still felt a strong sense of collapse——

How else can you say this? Do you want to say: Oh, because neither he nor I want to be loyal to you, we have reached a united front~

Under Slade's expressionless gaze, Angie lowered her head to look at the table. After a long time, she finally said:

"Because I handed the gift to him very cooperatively and praised him a few times, so he happily let me go..."

"first."

Slade suddenly spoke and said this without any beginning or end.
To be continued...