The Noble Lady of Lust
Chapter 33: Drinking party

Chapter 33: Drinking party

Three days passed and the day of the result arrived. As I expected, I was in, I was not surprised, the important thing is that I got into the class I wanted, it seems that my efforts were worth it.

When I was relieved that everything went as expected I suddenly felt a threatening presence behind me, my buttocks suddenly felt cold.

I sensed danger, so I abruptly turned around only to meet William’s face, who looked puzzled by my abrupt movement.

’What happened, why did I suddenly feel danger?’

I was surprised I looked around, but there was nothing strange.

William didn’t seem to have done anything from his genuinely puzzled face;

’it must have been my imagination?’

I took it as if I had imagined it and turned my attention back to William, who also pulled himself together, apparently approached me with a goal in mind and spoke.

"Chris, would you like to join us? We’re having a celebration party; at the Eclectic club the others have already agreed."

I had no reason to accept his invitation I already had plans and go home and get intimate with Elena. With the excuse of celebration, some time ago I told hwer that, if I was accepted into the academy.

We were going to have a good session of intense passion, for which I had made a special effort since she accepted excitedly (she never accepted; she just looked at it with disdain,).

So I was going to refuse, but....

"There will also be liquor."

"Let’s go there!"

Without hesitation, I accepted. I hadn’t tasted liquor since I reincarnated. I’m supposed to be able to drink it since I was fifteen, but my family didn’t allow it, as nobles were only allowed at eighteen.

I complained what kind of culture would allow you to marry at fifteen, but drink at eighteen.

And since I turned eighteen, I’ve been too wrapped up in other extremely important things, and didn’t have time, so now was a chance to try the beer, spirits and wines of this world.

Excited, I tugged on William I was pulling him for a few minutes until he spoke.

"Hey, Chris, where are we going?

"Well, where else, to drink, ehem... I mean to celebrate, you didn’t say that before."

"but the celeration is at night..., it’s still morning".

"Huh!?,oh!! right, it’s still morning."

I almost overlooked that little detail of excitement, well I just have to wait while I have fun with Elena,

"t-this."

"what’s up you can go now, see you tonight."

"i-it’s just that you’re holding my hand"

"ugghh!"

shit I totally lost my mind when they mentioned liquor I can’t believe I was holding the hand of a being as dangerous as William ’purification’ I cast a purification spell and wiped my hand as I looked at William warily.

"Wait Chris why are you looking at me like that you were the one who held my hand, why does it look like I’m the one who was wrong...,wait! why are you walking away while still looking at me...I didn’t do anything..... well whatever just come to the celebration later!!."

I slowly walked away from William, with caution imprinted by my alternating self with a lot of determination, while he saying things in his defense, but I was more busy running away while avoiding turning my back as much as I can without losing sight of him.

Because of the remoteness, he shouted the last thing to which I raised my thumb in acceptance, this was this and that was that, there was no need to confuse things.

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Once away I went back to the mansion now I had time to enjoy with Elena until then huhuehuehuehue.

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"A toast to our income. cheers!"

""Cheers!"" (x10)

It was early at night, at the agreed place. We started drinking. We all were, even he who at first glance gives the impression of a cynical Ban, who I thought would not like this kind of event.

I was a little down because Elena refused to do anything saying it was working hours or something and now it was time to vent my sorrows and frustrations.

We started talking about a lot of things: our history, goals and so on.

I started to feel dizzy. Honestly, with my blessing I could avoid getting drunk, but I consciously allowed it. Getting dizzy was the good thing about drinking.

As I continued to enjoy the different but nostalgic taste, I realized it was my turn to speak.

"My dream is to have a hic harem with lots of pretty girls...hip!."

I said my purpose without any fear. The surroundings were silent for a few seconds, until Mike spoke up.

"hooo!!!, that’s it, if you’re a man, you must want something like that."

’That’s right!!! you little bastard, I misjudged you, you were a man with good taste.’

It seems I misjudged Mike he was a man of good taste and understood me and I saw how The rest of the men agreed with me which awakened in me a real camaraderie.

Even William, who was also intoxicated with the atmosphere and got carried away and joined us, in talking about how good it was to have a harem.

The warrior Dilan, I think his name was, who had his archer girlfriend present, also joined us as we intertwined arms and danced to the bar music as we sang along wanting a harem of beautiful women (today, one person will die).

Not wanting to leave them out, we asked the girls, the shy Silvia and Teresa , to join in and express their desires out loud.

I myself started asking for more liquor as I invited, since, after all, it was rich.

"Bartender, bring your best liquor, my treat, hahaha!"

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POV: Third Person:

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""Chug!... chug!... chug!!""

At this point, William was drinking straight from the bottle, encouraged by his companions to drink while competing with Christian, who was also drinking or rather sucking down the bottles.

"Haaagg, I won!!!"

tinkle!!

At that point, Christian finished first as he threw the big bottle to the ground proclaiming his victory. No one cared as they continued to drink.

The atmosphere was booming and everyone was beyond composure, guided only by instinct, with no concrete thoughts.

Even the sensible and calm Silvia was in the corner, sitting at a table, red-faced and misty-eyed, seeming to be in a trance.

She felt strange, she had never felt like this before, she couldn’t even form a coherent thought, everything was strange, she felt as if the ground was moving under her feet, and her mind was enveloped in a dense and confusing fog.

Suddenly, Christian appeared, who until a moment ago was in the middle of the bar, participating in a drinking competition.

He approached with a big smile that didn’t seem to have good intentions.

"hip!, Silvia, why so lonely hic!"

His movements were awkward, and his voice, louderand more uninhibited than usual. He pulled out a drink of hard liquor and offered it to Silvia.

She, with what little lucidity she had left, tried to refuse, shaking her head slowly, as if each gesture cost her every effort.

But Christian, also under the influence of alcohol, interpreted her resistance as acceptance. With a laugh, he put the bottle in her mouth and forced her to drink.

"chug...ch~ug...chug... That’s it, Silvia, hic."

"glugg...gluag..gglugluag..uuugg."

Silvia swallowed instinctively, trying not to choke, her throat burning with each sip. She felt the warmth of the liquor spread through her body, increasing the feeling of dizziness and disconnection from reality.

"You know, hic... this is good for the skin.... it’s the tonic of the gods, hic..."

Christian was already saying nonsensical things as he continued to feed Silvia something that said on its label that it had a high percentage of alcohol.

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In the other corner of the bar, there was Mike and Ban having their own drinking fight, as they both continued to gulp non-stop, encouraged by the rest of the drunks in the bar.

""drink!...., drink!...., drink!.!..!""

At that point, Ban ended up winning the game. Mike, who couldn’t take it, said:

"Wait, hip! It’s not over yet! Best out of seven or was it best out of ten, hip! Who cares! Let’s keep going until one goes down!"

"Go aheaddd, hmf!" Snorted Ban, who while appearing normal, was also highly intoxicated, and continued his fight with Mike.