Chapter 280: What Do You Mean You Don’t Believe?

Darius sat down at the head of his table, with all of his abundant excitement from before gone as if it never even existed. 

The liquor was finally brought out, and no one, not even Valerie, seemed interested in drinking any of it. 

The dwarven king finally uncorked the first bottle, and started drinking like he was trying to forget all of the boredom that came with being king. 

"Alright, what's so important that all of you can't sit and enjoy a simple toast? I hope it's not to ask me to make you a weapon or armor, cause I'll only do that if you beat me in a game of drink!" He warned.

'...I'm not saying I'm interested, but I would totally kick this old man's ass in a drinking contest.' Valerie thought telepathically. 

'We're sure you would, sister, but do try to focus.' Lailah reminded. 

'Right... Audrina, steal me a couple of bottles when you get the chance.'

'Gotcha. You want dark liquor or clear?' She asked.