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Chapter 93: Drinking with Connor

“Roy, we’re out of beer, bring us 2 more barrels!” Connor stepped onto a chair, waved a wooden mug, and shouted at the tavern keeper.

The warriors whooped inside the tavern, sometimes clustering to sing, sometimes wrestling on the floor, their loud laughter never stopping and joy shining on every face.

The reserved Reiner sat among them yet looked a little out of place.

Still, so as not to kill the mood, he occasionally joined their hollering and raised his cup for a hearty drink.

The beer smelled rich, tasted bitter-sweet with a hint of sourness, and every now and then a splinter-like impurity slid across his tongue.

For Reiner, a college student who seldom drank, this beer was not particularly tasty.

Worse, its alcohol content was ridiculously high, and after only a few cups his head spun and his body felt hot.

These people were all hardcore drunks.

They drank purely for the alcohol, without a single snack to offset it.

They simply lifted their mugs and forced the beer straight down their throats.

Swaying, Junice hooked Reiner’s shoulder, shoved her mug against his face, and slurred, “Reiner… drink, why did you stop? This beer is delicious, hahaha…”

She was drunk.

Obviously, her capacity for alcohol was not great either.

“Easy now, you’re already smashed,” Reiner snatched her mug and set it on the table.

The town was not exactly safe, so they had to stay alert at all times.

Between him and Junice, at least 1 of them had to remain sober.

“It’s fine, you’re still here, and Martina can carry me home later… hic!”

Junice grabbed the mug again and gulped down another mouthful.

Reiner sighed, ordered several bowls of stewed beans, and had Martina and Nora eat beside him.

Martina seemed intrigued by the drink and asked, “Reiner, what is that yellow liquid? It smells so good, like fresh wheat.”

“Beer; have you ever tried it before?”

Martina shook her head hard and said, “No, may I have a taste?”

“Not now; another day I can buy a barrel for the house, then you can drink when we’re free.”

He worried Martina might go on a drunken rampage.

With that physique and strength of hers, even 7 or 8 men might fail to restrain her if she lost control.

Better safe than sorry.

Reiner looked at the well-behaved Nora and said, “If you’re curious, you can have a sip.”

Nora took Reiner’s mug, drank once, and smacked her lips, savoring the flavor.

Before Reiner could speak, Martina blurted out, “Well, how is it?”

“It has a rather strange taste; I don’t really like it, but it is indeed fragrant,” Nora answered candidly.

Hearing that, Martina grew even more anxious.

“Darling, I want to drink too, just 1 sip!” Martina clutched Reiner’s arm and wheedled like a child begging for candy.

Unable to refuse, Reiner handed her the mug.

Martina peered inside, then flashed a mischievous grin.

(Heh-heh, I’ll drain it all!)

Watching her adorable face, Reiner heard the inner monologue yet could not bear to stop her.

He simply smiled at her in silence.

Sure enough, the moment Martina touched the mug she tipped it back and poured the beer straight into her mouth without pause.

After draining it in 1 go, she let out a satisfied burp and muttered, “Tasty…”

Reiner could not resist pinching her cheek.

If there had not been so many people, he would have hugged Martina for a bit of teasing.

This horse girl was simply too cute.

Very soon, however, Martina’s face changed color and her gaze turned a little hazy.

Needless to say, she was drunk.

First-time drinkers do get drunk easily, but her tolerance was truly awful.

“Nora, watch her for me and don’t let her drink anymore.”

“Understood.”

Just then, the tavern maids rolled over several more barrels of beer.

When the lids were pried off, the aroma rushed out to greet them.

Connor and the others grabbed their mugs and scooped beer like mad.

Martina licked her lips and tried to step forward, but Nora yanked her tail and scolded, “No more drinking, you dummy.”

Reiner also patted her shoulder and said, “If you really like it, I’ll buy a barrel tomorrow, but you have to endure for now; sweet rewards come after bitter patience, okay?”

Martina pouted and obediently sprawled on the table.

At that moment Connor staggered over, shoved a mug into Reiner’s hand, and exclaimed, “Keep drinking, don’t stop; Cannon’s beer is fantastic, even big-city folk can’t get it!”

“All right, one more!” Reiner clinked mugs with Connor, and the 2 of them strolled around arm in arm.

The revelry lasted until nightfall before people finally started to leave.

Junice was utterly plastered, lying face-down on the table and snoring, occasionally mumbling something.

The equally drunk Connor clung to Reiner and refused to let him go.

“Don’t leave, I’ll take you to a great place for the night; you’re gonna love it!” Connor bellowed.

“Sure, wherever you go, I’ll go.”

Reiner followed him out of the tavern and onto the icy street.

Martina hoisted Junice over her shoulder, and Nora came along as well.

Connor led the group into a narrow alley and soon reached a dimly lit back street.

Although the street was cramped, it bustled with activity.

Men and women of all kinds milled about along the way.

At first Reiner had no idea where they were, until he saw on both sides of the road the thick-fur-clad, heavily made-up women…

He really had brought them to every possible place.

“Every Cannon girl is full of charm; pick the ones you like, and let’s have fun together… hic!”

“Not really my thing,” Reiner said, staring at those middle-aged women without the slightest appetite.

“You’re still young; when you reach my age you’ll understand… hic! Women are like wine, the older the richer…”

With that, Connor lurched into a small shop where a broad-shouldered, thick-waisted woman with a rugged look welcomed him eagerly.

“I thought my lord had forgotten me; you haven’t come for so long.”

Though the woman was built like a tank, her eyes did hold a trace of allure.

Her gaze quickly landed on Reiner and made him shiver.

Connor waved a big hand and mumbled, “Treat him well… in the morning… you’ll get your money…”

From behind, Martina and Nora’s heart-voices drifted over simultaneously.

Martina: (He mustn’t touch this kind of woman; am I worse than them?)

Nora: (I don’t want Master to go in…)

Reiner turned back to look at the two of them.

In a slightly dejected tone Nora said, “Then Martina and I will head home first; Master, have fun…”

Reiner quickly waved his hands and said, “I never said I was going in; none of them can compare with my soft, sweet wives.”

Those plump women simply did not fit his tastes.

“Lord Connor, I’m heading back; next time I’ll come here with you again.”

“Next time? Fine… urgh!”

Seeing him vomit all over the ground, Reiner hurriedly stepped back, offered a brief farewell, and left the back street with the others.

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