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Chapter 87: Chapter 87: Sobering Up and Confession(1/2)

Chapter 87 87: Sobriety and Confession

Author: I really want to eat meat 597

After Slade left, Angie was the only one left in the room, and Elijah, who was thrown to the ground by Slade, was not far away.

She immediately fell off her stool, staggered over to Elijah, and fed him blood.

But Elijah didn't seem to be any different - not only did he not see any damage on the surface, he was even in good spirits, and his condition was much better than Anji's.

"Master, you don't have to worry about me. The curse will not harm me."

But even though it explained repeatedly, Angie still looked stubborn and said, "I won't listen." He even made a big cut on his arm and pressed Elijah's whole body against his wound.

, trying to make it drink more.

There was no logic in her actions, and it was as if she didn't feel any pain at all.

This made Elijah both embarrassed and worried.

It watched the whole process of Slade and Angie's "wine fight", so it knew very well that its master, who seemed sober, actually had no trace of reason at all.

While they were drinking, Slade glanced at it deliberately.

Even though it tried hard to "play dead" every time, it obviously failed to fool Slade.

"Come to me tomorrow afternoon—you'll tell her, won't you?"

The first half of what the other party said was addressed to the master, but the second half was obviously addressed to him.

Why is the master surrounded by such troubles and troubles... If it can have a body that is easy to move, even if it cannot stop the lady with bottomless strength, it can at least take care of the master and make her less angry.

Drunk crazy...

Thinking of this, Elijah couldn't help but sigh deeply in his heart - even though it didn't have a heart.

At this moment, Anji's body began to shake slightly.

After finishing three barrels of wine, then venting her emotions, and confronting Slade for so long, this girl's physical strength finally bottomed out.

The next second, Anji, who was kneeling on the ground, fell forward.

However, she didn't hit the ground hard.

At the moment Anji was about to fall to the ground, a large number of green vines gently supported the girl who suddenly fell asleep, and gently wrapped around her body, placing her on the soft and comfortable big bed in the gentlest possible posture.

.

"Good night, my lord—it is indeed night this time."

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Due to excessive drinking, Anji slept until noon.

And when she turned over in a daze, she felt that her whole body was extremely sore, as if someone had put a sack on her and beaten her up - especially the joints of her body, which were as painful as needles.

generally.

Under the torture of this strong soreness, Anji's consciousness gradually became clearer, and she gradually felt that her hands and feet seemed to be tightly holding a strange-shaped, hard thing.

"Good morning, Master. Did you sleep well?"

As the things in her arms made a muffled sound, Anji finally regained consciousness.

She blinked and looked at the green vines she was holding.

It was obviously Elijah. To avoid hurting her, it wrapped itself tightly in the vines, so the sound seemed a bit muffled.

The intense soreness all over the body coupled with the swelling and pain in the brain made Anji feel a little irritable.

She didn't speak for the time being, but pinched the bridge of her nose and tapped her head. After a while, she muttered in a low voice with a nasal voice that was just beginning to wake up:

"What's wrong with me...drinking too much?"

The bright sunshine streaming into the bedroom from the window made her clearly realize that it was already the next day, and she also realized that her memory seemed to be "missing a piece". She only remembered that Slade asked her to continue drinking.

But there is no memory of what happened after that.

Seeing that his host looked like he "woke up with a hangover and was in a daze," Elijah consciously explained to her what happened last night.

At the beginning, Angie could nod her head and respond a few times from time to time to give Elijah some feedback.

But then, her expression became confused and overwhelmed. After a long silence, when she heard that she actually asked Slade "what type of person does he like?", she couldn't help but complain:

"What on earth am I thinking about? Are these damn problems worth the crappy wine I drink?"

That is a very high-alcohol, extremely spicy wine! One question is worth three glasses!

This is Slade's discounted price.

Elijah reluctantly added: "Although you are indeed very drunk, the lady named Slade did answer this question - saying that you like cute little girls, and also said that you are not cute enough and need to work harder.

.”

"Don't you need the last half of the sentence?!" Anji's eyes widened in shock and anger.

"You also asked her many questions - such as what she likes to eat, what she usually likes to do, and..."

"Oh, stop, stop, stop! What the hell," Anji couldn't help but hug her painfully swollen head and howled in grief, "My image, the good image I have maintained for so long, is all gone!! Ahhhhhh

Ouch—"

"Master, please calm down, something more troublesome will happen later." Elijah could only use the calmest voice possible to comfort the master who had suffered a severe mental blow.

Under its description, Angie finally understood "how Slade was chatting and suddenly fell out with her, and then how she cried in front of Slade, complaining that Slade bullied her, and even

The whole process of being almost killed on the spot by Slade."

At the same time, Anji's expression changed from confusion to shock, then from shock to confusion, and then finally settled on a solemn and gloomy expression.

She remained silent for an unknown amount of time before finally clearing her thoughts and summarizing to Elijah in a trembling voice:

"I just cried in front of her and scolded her for being bad to me? I shook out the most pretentious things in my heart??"

Elijah was silent for a moment and then said "yes".

But there was one thing Elijah didn't say - that is, in order to save Angie, it failed to attack Slade, but was caught by the opponent with one hand, and experienced a "cursed bath".

However, this part of the scene recounted by Elijah was already quite cruel to Angie.

They were like a bolt from the blue, hitting Anji on the head.

Oh, the top of her head does hurt a little. It feels like there is a very small wound, as if she was accidentally scratched by some sharp object... What is going on?

But the strange thing is that the big gash she made on her arm has almost healed, but it just looks a little scary.

However, Anji doesn't want to pay attention to this for the time being. She is almost heartbroken and can't breathe because a strong sense of despair called "social death" is shrouding her heart.

It was like some kind of airtight giant net that tightly entangled her, refusing to let go of the girl who was drunk yesterday and cried in front of her boss - even though she had no relevant memories.

In grief, Angie looked at the table smashed by Slade yesterday and the five large wine barrels that the two of them drank from, and her heart sank.

The evidence of the crime was conclusive, and it was difficult for her not to admit it.

But she still lacked real feelings in her heart.

After a brief moment of daze, she couldn't help but look at the ceiling blankly, and murmured almost to herself:

"Elia, if I die, will it affect you? Can you find a new master?"

She felt that she had no face to see anyone - especially the woman with whom she had always had a delicate relationship, Slade.

"Master, you'd better sleep a little longer and stop talking nonsense." Elijah's voice sounded very calm, but his speaking speed was unusually fast, and he was indeed a little panicked.

"Hehehe... Elijah," Angie smiled dully and muttered dully, "I think I'm quite strong, and I also think I'm quite smart... You said the drunkard last night could be considered me.

Is it? It can’t be me, right?”

"Master, you have always been strong and smart - it's just that you need to rest for a while and slowly digest what has happened."

Then, it coaxed Anji a few more words, but seeing that she still didn't want to face the reality, it reminded: "The difficult lady yesterday asked you to go find her this afternoon. But in my opinion, you

You can choose to ignore this sentence and pretend that I did not convey to you what happened last night."

After all, if Angie goes, it means that she already knows everything that happened last night, which means that she needs to be in a "sober state" to face the embarrassing things she did at the wine table with Slade.

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This will probably be very painful (and embarrassing) for Anji...

Ange couldn't help but tremble when she heard that Slade actually asked her to meet today.

Wasn't he going to ask her to go over and get beaten? That was considered a light one... After all, judging from Elijah's description, she felt that it was a huge miracle that she was not killed on the spot yesterday...

I just asked them a lot of random personal questions.

But her next question not only related to the political affairs and barriers of the Glosk Territory, but even asked about the "gift".

As for these "fatal" questions, Slade didn't answer any of them, and at the same time, he would definitely speculate on what Angie's true intention was in asking these questions.

These issues involve the foundation of Slade's rule over the Glosk Territory, and Angie, who was drunk last night, has already loudly declared "I want to rebel" in front of Slade!!

"Help!" When thinking of this, Anji couldn't help but howl again, "I've been playing chess for so long, and how come I was completely ruined by drinking? All my old tricks are exposed...

That hundred-year-old man must have known about the conspiracy between Hadfer and me!!"
To be continued...
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