The Drinker Intoxicates Himself

Shocking and unconventional.

Elandil, the Eternal Sage, the Radiance of Twilight Moon, Dr. Dragonheart Grass, the advisor and legal counsel to two generations of Phoenix King, a renowned hero already recorded in history and legend, uncontrollably gushed out the Mengniu Yogurt drink he had just taken a sip after hearing Tagelise's words.

He vomited directly onto Hong San's face, who was sitting next to him.

Upon seeing this, Kang De's eyes flashed, and his passive skill "Brother Guanxi's Realm" was immediately activated. He turned his body and pointed the phone camera on his chest at Hong San.

Hong San's expression suddenly changed. He reacted extremely quickly, kicked off with both feet, fell backward with a thud, rolled over, and when he stood up again, the Mengniu yogurt on his face was wiped clean.

Grass.

Kang De cursed inwardly.

Sometimes, being too smart isn't a good thing.

The moment this thought crossed my mind, the dim-witted elf beside me had already moved closer.

Tagelise's face was flushed with drunkenness, his eyes shimmering as if they were about to drip water. It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and his eyes, which were unconsciously lowered due to drunkenness, revealed the true nature of his soul.

He stared intently at Kang De, his tone even carrying a hint of coquetry. "Please! I'm easy to take care of, and I'm also very good at fighting! And... and my..."

As the elf spoke, her cheeks flushed, and she gave a shy, innocent smile.

--Grass.

Kang De couldn't help but think of it again.

Well...

Although he was almost certain of his guess, no matter how he looked at the other party, he was still a male elf, and a rather gay one at that.

And my mouth tasted like Weilong spicy strips and Coca-Cola.

Even though he had devised that brilliant plan to outwit his opponent, he hadn't quite reached that level of skill yet. Seeing that the other person was getting very close, Kang De had no choice but to reach out and push the other person's face away.

Tagelise let out a disgruntled groan.

Elandil finally took action as well.

He cried outside the city, now he's drunk, feigning madness and acting crazy, his words becoming increasingly indecent, even uttering such shameless things—even the wise elf's rationality evaporated.

If this continues, he really will have to commit suicide to atone for his sins against the late emperor.

Elandil abruptly stood up and said sternly, "Your Highness! Please shut up! Prince Kang De is a member of the Goth royal family! Theoretically, he is still our enemy! If you continue, the Dusk Moon Dynasty will lose all face!"

"What's wrong with the enemy! Aren't the enemy better!?"

Duke of Tiling grumbled, "Noble elves have been bought by despicable and ugly humans, reduced to slavery, and subjected to all sorts of bullying and humiliation. You hypocritical old bastards who keep calling elves the noblest have all grown twisted with age. On the surface, you appear elegant and noble, but in private, this is exactly what you love to see. Don't think I don't know!"

"Pfft pfft pfft..."

Three consecutive sprays.

Except for the most innocent and naive A Xing, who didn't understand, Leona and Hong San both understood.

Kang De understood it better.

He not only understands it, but he has also seen a lot of it.

It seems that whether you're an elf or a human, whether you're on Earth or in another world, desire, this wondrous thing, is truly universal...

But those words were incredibly damaging.

Even though Elandil was an elven sage with countless legendary deeds, had served the elven royal court for hundreds of years, and was used to many grand occasions, this was the first time he had ever encountered such an awkward situation.

He didn't mention how much he regretted agreeing to the job.

I knew I should have stopped this even if it meant dying trying.

In that instant, Elandil was filled with shame and anger, his eyes gleaming with a brilliant light, and his powerful Magic Power began to surge.

Kang De's expression suddenly hardened. A Xing had already stood up abruptly, pushed Leona against the wall, and Hong San's body tensed up, his eyes fixed on Elandil's vital point in the back.

The elven sage ignored all of this, raised his hand, and slammed a 300% amplified Clear Mind Spell onto Tagelise's forehead, shouting, "Your Highness, please wake up!"

The clear, luminous Arcane light merged into Tagelise's body.

Duke of Tiling's body stiffened, his once bright and captivating eyes calmed, and his drunken expression vanished. He stared blankly at Kang De, who was so close to him, at the hand he had placed on the other's shoulder, then slowly lowered it and stepped back, widening the distance between them that had been too intimate.

His expression showed neither surprise nor shame, nor any strong reaction.

Instead, it evoked sadness and sorrow.

He gave Kang De a poignant, sorrowful smile, then turned to look at Elandil.

His expression was calm, yet tinged with an indescribable sadness.

"You're so annoying, Lord Elandil. You're all so annoying. Magic, magic, magic, all of it! You always think that all my problems can be solved with magic, that everything about me that deviates from your plans can be corrected with magic..."

"If I'm drunk, I'll use magic to sober me up; if I have insomnia, I'll use Joy Spell to help me sleep; if I cry, I'll use joy spells to remind me of happy things, because that doesn't look good; if I laugh, I'll use Ice Heart Spell to make me less happy, because I'm too unruly when I'm happy... until I become the ideal version of myself in your eyes."

He said calmly, "If magic is so useful, what do you need me for?"

The atmosphere in the banquet hall, which had been chaotic, absurd, and eerie just moments before, was now eerily quiet; everyone, including the wise man, had fallen silent.

Elandil's lips trembled slightly, and he whispered, "Your Highness, you're drunk..."

The words he was about to say suddenly stopped.

Because he clearly saw that the Duke of Tiling, who was so close at hand, was bursting with a fierce and cruel killing intent. His emerald green eyes were no longer as tranquil as the distant green mountains, but like the raging breath of a green dragon, as if a long-suppressed volcano was about to erupt and unleash a raging fire that would destroy everything.

Elandil's body stiffened abruptly. Even with his profound magical skills, pure fear welled up within him at this moment; he hadn't experienced fear in a long time.

The next second, the Flame subsided, and her emerald green eyes remained beautiful and deep.

Tagelise smiled faintly, "Muscles become stronger after injury, and willpower grows stronger under extreme pressure. Lord Elandil, when was the last time you saw me drunk?"

Then he looked at Kang De.

The elf no longer looked weak, no longer suffered, no longer cried, no longer gluttonous, no longer drunken, no longer clingy. He now looked like an elf. Although his body was still thin, he now looked as majestic as a distant mountain, making people feel awe and reverence for him.

He seems much more normal now.

If he arrives in Valentan in this manner, Kang De will not underestimate him.

But I still feel... that elf from before was more interesting.

Tagelise nodded slightly to Kang De: "My apologies for the rudeness; Your Highness Kang De, I am deeply sorry that you witnessed such an unseemly scene. Please do not take it to heart."

As he spoke, he chuckled to himself, looking at the dazzling array of unfamiliar new foods on the table. "How strange," Tagelise said with a self-deprecating laugh, "It's clearly not wine."

"It's precisely because it's not wine that one gets drunk," Kang De said softly. "There's a saying in my hometown: 'It's not wine that intoxicates, it's the person who gets drunk.' The same would probably apply to elves. Your Grace, it seems you desperately need to get drunk, but alas, life is often unsatisfactory, even for someone as noble as an elf."

Duke of Tiling stood silently for a moment, then sighed, "Today's commotion and disarray have dampened my spirits. Please forgive my rudeness; I will take my leave now. Thank you for your hospitality; I will repay you tomorrow."

He took two steps back, bowed again, and was about to turn and leave.

"Please wait a moment." Kang De picked up a large, unopened bottle of Sprite and handed it to the other person. "You seem to really like this. Take it home and drink it."

Tagelise glanced at him. "This one won't get drunk."

"But it tastes good! I'm Sprite fanatic." Kang De smiled slightly. "If Your Excellency wishes to get drunk again, we can arrange to meet another day, and you'll certainly have a great time."

Tagelise looked at him, remained silent for a long time, and slowly took the bottle of drink.

The scene was quite funny.

The first meeting was a mess, and the first meal together was also a mess.

"If a historian wanted to verify events today, I wonder what kind of story they would tell."

Watching the two elves walk away, not taking a carriage, saying they needed to clear their heads, Leona muttered softly. Kang De stroked his chin, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Hong San asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, what do you think?"

Kang De exhaled and smiled, "Too bad, it's an elf."

A cool night breeze blew as Tagelise and Elandil strolled through the streets. Valentan remained under curfew, and no one saw the two elves. The wise man remained silent, following behind the Duke.

After a long silence, the elf smiled and said, "It's a pity he's human, otherwise I'd really like to be friends with him."

Elandil said softly, "Your Highness..."

Tagelise stopped in his tracks without turning around. "Lord Elandil, you've ruined my plans today."

The elven sage recalled the other's gaze earlier, and a tremor ran through him, but he slowly spoke, "Your subject is terrified, but this is my duty. You must know what you are doing."

"I know perfectly well, I understand perfectly well, you don't need to remind me all the time."

Duke of Tiling took a deep breath and then turned his head.

His eyes were sharp as knives.

"Lord Elandil."

"Exist."

The elf said softly, "In my entire life, I have only done one thing according to my own decisions and wishes. Now I want to do a second thing. Do not stop me; this is an order."

He stepped forward, looked at the other man, and said calmly, "Otherwise, I will kill you, let you die in Valentan, as a return gift to Kang De. I will say that you attempted to assassinate Kang De, were discovered, and were killed on the spot. You know, if I want to, this is an undeniable fact, and no elf, from the royal family to the council, will question it."

Tagelise raised his Sprite, then gave a mocking smile, "The war is going to continue anyway, isn't it? Kang De wouldn't mind taking another elf's life and adding another name to his legendary saga."

"You better remember this."

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PS1: First update, 3000 words.

PS2: I must say, every character in the book has both external and internal logic behind their behavior. The reason their actions and words seem strange is because their internal logic has not yet been revealed.

PS3: I'll stop here to avoid spoilers. Look at you guys, you were shouting for the knights to fight back in chapters 10-12, then you were shouting for Hong San to fight back in chapters 10-12, and now you're doing this again. People just never learn their lesson. The Law of Jingze is watching you. (Lights a cigarette)