Chapter 29 - Loki, I hate you...
Perhaps because of his racial characteristics, the dwarf named Dain noticed at a glance that the content on Noah's plate was not wine, but lemonade.
"Hey, kid, why are you drinking something so bland like an elf? A man should drink wine!"
Noah, who had always remained calm, had a slightly erratic gaze this time. "I believe that as a qualified adventurer, I should always stay sober and alert, so I never touch alcohol."
Although Noah thought his words were flawless, the three people opposite him immediately showed suspicious expressions.
"Hey! Boy, you're not going to..."
"No way? He's a man in his teens!"
"Can't drink alcohol? Hahahaha!"
The three of them immediately laughed even louder than before, and the air was suddenly filled with a joyful atmosphere. Now, Loki and the others couldn't bear it any longer and hurried over to join in the fun.
"What? What's going on?"
"Hey! Loki, this kid can't drink!"
"No way?!"
Looking at Loki, who was laughing like a barbell, Noah couldn't help but purse his lips, and the corner of his eye twitched.
"Hey, kid, life is all about trying everything. Wanna give it a try? This is a fine wine produced by the Dionysus Familia!"
Looking at the shaking red wine in the glass handed to him by the Amazon, Noah took a deep breath and took the glass. "Okay, but after I drink, remember to keep an eye on me."
"Oh?"
The laughter died down, and everyone looked at Noah curiously.
"The last time I drank was two or three years ago. A buddy of mine secretly replaced my drink with wine, and then..."
"Then?"
"Then I lost consciousness. When I regained consciousness, it seemed as if a huge battle had taken place around me. My companions were either lying unconscious on the ground or hanging from trees."
Seeing Noah about to drink the wine after he finished speaking, everyone's expressions changed drastically. Especially Loki, whose face, which was already red from drunkenness, turned pale in an instant.
She snatched the wine glass from Noah's hand with a speed that even the adventurers admired.
"Wait! You'd better stop drinking!"
"Hm?"
While Noah was wondering whether Loki's reaction was too intense, she and the others turned to look to the other side.
There, a little blonde girl was struggling to roll up noodles with a fork, her fair little face covered in sauce. When she caught Loki's gaze, she turned her head with red cheeks and pouted.
"Loki, I hate you..."
...
Although Noah wanted to try it, wondering if his resistance to alcohol would be higher after receiving the Falna, Loki, Riveria, and the others, looking rather fearful, ultimately did not agree to his attempt.
After all, a Level 5 going crazy while drunk is completely different from a little girl going crazy while drunk.
In particular, although the Loki Familia is one of the two major powers, it is actually not wealthy. They earn a lot, but they spend even more. Not to mention the large amount of potions, equipment, and other supplies that need to be purchased for each expedition, the equipment for the several first-class adventurers alone starts at hundreds of millions of Valis.
It could be said that most of the money they earned from their deep-floor adventures was transferred to production Familias like Hephaestus, Dian Cecht, and Goibniu.
Therefore, the Loki Familia had neither plans to renovate the Twilight Manor nor the budget to do so.
Thanks to their adventurer physiques, although most of the members, led by Loki, started drinking heavily, the party didn't last past midnight before the drunkards finally passed out.
In the end, it was Noah and the few members who didn't drink, mainly the elves, who were responsible for cleaning up the mess. Less than ten people, led by Riveria, cleaned the cafeteria, carried the drunk members back to their bedrooms, and assigned the night watch.
Although the girls kept complaining, and some even kicked their teammates out of personal vendetta, they still cleaned up the mess very seriously.
As the head chef of the dinner, Noah, whose cooking skills were recognized by the elves, was not allowed to do more than that. His main task was to help carry the drunk men back to their rooms.
The one responsible for leading him was Riveria. The tall, slender high elf was also carrying a person in each hand, her movements as light as if she were holding apples.
"Noah-kun, after discussing with Finn and the others, I will be teaching you the knowledge you need to become an adventurer for the next period of time."
In the dark corridor, a little moonlight shone in from the window and reflected off the marble floor, outlining the delicate curves of the high elf's exquisite face.
Below her nose bridge were thin, soft lips, and the skin on her neck was extremely pale and tender, so clear that you could vaguely see the blue blood vessels.
Her emerald-green hair swayed gently with her steps, just like her cold voice echoing in the corridor.
"Tomorrow morning, first come with me to the Guild to register. What are your plans after that?"
Noah didn't answer immediately but thought for a moment. He was not thinking about Riveria's question, but about the strange throbbing in his heart when he had just caught a glimpse of the high elf's pale neck.
It's strange. Why does it feel like the urge to bite her neck and... exchange fluids... seems to have increased again?
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