Alice paused. A strange feeling washed over her mind. As though… she had found a kindred spirit of some sort.
She felt Renna's gaze. Not focused on her, but rather…
'No way…' Alice thought to herself.
She moved her hand to the left…
Renna's gaze shifted.
She moved it to the right…
Her eyes followed.
'F*cking hell, another alcoholic.' Alyss blinked in disbelief. It wasn't just a normal alcoholic either.
There were normal drinkers. And then there were competitive drinkers. Alice was part of the latter, and apparently so was Renna!
Right now, Renna's duty should have been making sure Lab didn't cause trouble in the city.
Yet despite that looming danger, her attention had been completely hijacked by…
Mead.
Alice thought about it for a moment. She glanced back at Renna, then slowly at the bottle in her hand.
The elf noticed Alice's glances and tried her best to look composed. She forced herself to stare forward, but every now and then, her eyes would be drawn to the bottle.
