48 Companions 6yr

Translator: Nyoi_Bo_StudioEditor: Nyoi_Bo_Studio

Jesse walked up with an ingratiating smile. "Sante, how was the taste of the Red Spirit?"

Sante tilted his head and looked at Jesse. He remained silent, then slowly leaned against the side of the ship, raised the bottle in his hand, and took another sip.

"This guy can drink," Jesse thought to himself. He walked towards Sante and sat down next to him, also against the side of the ship. He looked up to the sky and let out a sigh. "What a beautiful night! Ugh… I have been so busy running around for money. I don’t even remember the last time I enjoyed the night view like this."

Sante tilted his head again and fixed his gaze on Jesse, as if Jesse was more attractive than the night. After a little while, Sante tossed the bottle onto the deck and muttered, "Are you ready?"

Jesse felt a burst of pain when Sante dropped the bottle. "That was a crystal bottle! Are you paying for it if you break it?!" Then he heard Sante’s words and paused for a moment. "Ready for what?" Jesse didn’t notice that what came out of the bottle was clear water, not the glowing Red Spirit!

Sante responded to Jesse with action. He waved his hand, and a small fireball suddenly shot at Jesse�