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Chapter 75

Andrea walked me to the inn. He stopped by the shop where Troy gets his alcohol, saying he would buy a bottle of wine.

I entered the inn humming a song in my head. The innkeeper was absorbed in a game of chess, whether I entered or not. I smiled at him and climbed the creaking stairs. Even though I had only taken two sips due to my weak tolerance for alcohol, I felt drunk.

Even if Andrea came back with new wine, I might just end up staring at it, but I was still looking forward to our upcoming drinking session. After avoiding him for three weeks, spending time with him made the previous avoidance seem pointless. When alone, thinking about Andrea made my head and heart weird, but being with him, there was no discomfort or hesitation. It was a strange situation.

"Hiccup, strange, strange..."

I mumbled as I walked to my room on the second floor. Stumbling, I reached my room, and there, someone was standing in front of it. Andrea? Already here? Before me? That was also strange. Thinking, I quickly raised my head. But the person standing there was not Andrea.

"Young master!"

"Huh...?"

I was really drunk. In front of me was the face of someone I never expected.

"Young master! It is indeed you! How is your health? Do you know how worried I've been?"

"Devan?"

It was Devan. The Knight of Narcissus. He had sworn loyalty to me, but I had never seen him once since leaving the palace.

"Devan Pistachio"

I hugged him.

"I am Devan Piestio, young master."

"yes..."

"Did you happen to drink? How much did you drink? Why would someone claiming not to feel well get so drunk like this...?"

Devan's words sounded muffled.

"Me? Not sick, not sick~ It's all a lie. I went to great lengths to get into the Magic Tower."

As I laughed hazily, Devan took a deep breath.

"Did you pretend to have Mana Deficiency because I advised you to go to the Magic Tower?..."

"Yeah! I did. Thanks, Devan. Thanks to you, I even changed which male lead I should attack..."

"What? What is that... Uh, young master, first, let's get out of here."

Devan lifted me and carried me. Drunk and weak, I swayed on his back.

"When I saw you looking out of the inn window earlier, do you know how surprised I was? It's a shame the Crown Prince couldn't see it. If he had made eye contact at that time, you would have gone straight to the palace. I was so anxious to come out separately?"

Devan's voice sounded like a lullaby. I pressed my cheek against Devan's back and closed my eyes.

"It's noisy..."

"Please sleep for now. young master, Devan Piestio, will protect you."

That was the last thing I heard before losing consciousness. I fell into a deep sleep.

***

"Ugh... I feel like I'm going to throw up... Stop shaking me..."

I protested strongly while pounding the stiff pillow with my fist. The pillow was uncomfortable, and the bed shaking back and forth was also unpleasant. With my sensitive body filled with alcohol, this inn seemed uncomfortable in every way.