Chapter 113

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Chapter 113: The Otherworld Actually Has Drinking Culture

"Lolth—Linda—Cheers!"

Sitting at the long table in the tavern, Lolth, with a blank expression, felt the strong pull on her left arm and shoulder. Quietly, she raised the oak wine cup in her hand, which was a bit bigger than her head, and clinked it against the same cup held by Shelldor. The drink inside, mixed with abyssal mineral powder and various magical plant leaves and vines, splashed everywhere.

She seriously suspected that the wine cups used by this group of demon dragons were just wooden barrels with the lids taken off and a handle added.

Just using her own physical strength, she could barely lift this cup.

Sitting beside her, casually resting her arm around her shoulder like an experienced drinker convincing herself to drink more, was Shelldor, the legionnaire leader of the Second Legion, "Flame Sovereign," one of the seven great generals of the Demon Army.

At this moment, she was still in human form, her slender arm raised high with the giant cup, and she exuded a powerful smell of alcohol all over.

Besides her hair color and the dragon wings behind her, Shelldor’s face and neck were also flushed red, making Lolth realize that she truly looked like an "Abyssal Red Dragon" now.

Shelldor downed the strong drink in her cup in one gulp and then let out a joyful sound.

"Hoo—ah—!"

She raised her empty cup high with one hand, and the hand that was around Lolth’s shoulder shook her too.

"Lolth, Linda—Your Highness, you are a great hero of our Second Legion, from the West Front to now in Palgauro City… including before at Demon King Castle and in the Abyss, you have taken good care of us—let this cup be my toast to you!"

As Shelldor said this, the other Dragon race members around, already buzzing with drink, loudly joined in.

"Yes—toast to Lord Lolth!"

At the long tables, small barrel-like cups were raised, and the sounds of "glug glug" and burps echoed, alongside the flickering light of dragon breath shining softly from the mouths of the demon dragons.

Mixed with the drinking sounds of the demon dragons was the faint snoring of Old Harper, who was leaning across from Lolth.

This old man, with only ordinary strength, was knocked out after his first drink, too dazed to share his questionable adventure tales, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

For Lolth, this was like a scene from a hellish painting.

The "celebration feast" started off wonderfully, and Shelldor seemed to have specially considered Lolth’s tastes. Besides the favorite magical beast sashimi and heavy metal dishes of the Dragon race, many chefs were invited to Palgauro City to prepare delicious Lauren and Seychelles specialty dishes. The tavern was booked for the demon dragons of the second legion to feast together.

Tempted by the delicious food, Lolth had no idea that during the second part of the feast, "drinking and having fun," a surprising scene awaited her.

Once the wine glasses and drinks were served, everything began to feel wrong.

Although Shelldor’s excuse was to "just have a little to lift the spirits…"

This group of demon dragons, saying they would "just casually drink a few cups," was just as unbelievable as when Little Devil claimed, "this is already the lowest price!"

By the time Lolth came back to reality from the delicious food, it was already too late.

Shelldor and the group of demon dragons were completely drunk!

In this atmosphere, she found a huge wine glass in her hand, without knowing when it had been given to her!

It was even filled to the brim with wine.

Moreover, Shelldor clinked glasses with herself!

Most importantly, after the Red Dragon girl finished the drink in her cup, she surprisingly looked at me.

"Lolthlinda! Why aren’t you drinking?"

The "Flame Sovereign," who had defeated all the other demon dragons with her claws and breath in the Abyss, showed a naive expression like a young girl as she tilted her head and asked Lolth.

The other demon dragons also cast curious glances at Lolth, staring at her and the cup in her hand.

In such a situation and atmosphere, Lolth definitely could not refuse the drink.

However, there was absolutely no way she could actually drink!

After all, although Shelldor’s drinking habits seemed poor, compared to herself, this person’s drunken behavior was like the most elegant princess who had been taught royal etiquette since childhood!

If I finished this drink, even though I didn’t know how… the result would surely be that none of the demon dragons present could walk out through that big door!

So, not drinking is to think about the safety of these demon dragons.

Lolth inwardly cursed the existence of drinking culture in the Otherworld, and then she thought of a plan.

Since I can’t really drink… I can only pretend to drink!

For her, pretending to drink was not difficult.

She just needed to pour the drink into her mouth and then, just before it entered her mouth, use space magic to move the strong liquor somewhere else.

The only challenge was…

This group of demon dragons is very sensitive to magic essence and magical power.

Normally, she would have about ninety-eight percent confidence that her magical waves would not be noticed.

But now, she was at a drinking table!

When it comes to things like "escaping from drinks," this group of Abyssal Dragons becomes three to five times more aware and sharp.

Plus, the legendary Abyssal Sovereign, Shelldor, was right next to her, holding her close. She could even see the drink going into her mouth, which made it quite a challenge!

However, Lolth still felt that she could do it.

"Stay calm… The magic I need is the simplest. I just need to be calm and wait for the right moment; I can surely succeed."

Lolth thought this as she held her drink high.

"Then I’ll drink too!"

She confidently delivered a bold line with her superb acting, then turned to hug Shelldor, lifting the drink to her lips with one hand. With a tactical lean back, she raised the bottom of the cup towards the ceiling, avoiding any chance of the demon dragons seeing the drink in the cup or in her mouth.

Then, she activated the space magic!

This scene left all the demon dragons speechless.

After a moment, Lolth set down her empty cup, pretended to wipe her lips, and looked around.

The silence in the tavern was broken by Lolth’s gaze.

"Good!"

The demon dragons cheered in unison, and Shelldor even tossed aside her cup, turned to the side, and hugged Lolth.

"Lolthlinda, you’re amazing!"

She laughed and praised Lolth, her dark golden slit eyes shining brightly.

"Come on, Lolth, let’s go outside…"

Hearing Shelldor say that, Lolth sighed in relief.

Is it finally over…?

But before Lolth could fully relax, Shelldor’s excited voice continued to ring out.

"Let’s go outside and find an open space to keep drinking together!"

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