The two of them drank from noon until afternoon.
"Brother Lester has such a good temperament, treating everything around him with calmness."
"Young Brother Velin is both brave and resourceful. At such a young age, you've already built such a great foundation. If I weren't nearly fifty, and if my son weren't already about your age, I'd really want to follow you."
"That's not right, Brother. There's still plenty of time ahead. Who knows what the future holds?"
"Young Brother, I know the limits of my talent. High-Silver is as far as I can go, but I'm satisfied with that."
"Kyle, escort Brother Lester to the Guest Inn." Supporting the slightly drunken Lester, Velin spoke to his personal attendant beside him.
"No, no. Just have a soldier show me the way. There's no need to make such a fuss." Lester immediately shook his head.
Seeing this, Velin could only comply and had a soldier lead Lester and his attendants to the inn.
Once they had left the tavern, Lester instantly sobered up considerably.
On the other side, Kyle quietly asked, "My lord, that Review Officer was pretending to be drunk."
"I know." Velin watched Lester's figure disappear, the smile still on his face. "His pretending to be drunk merely gave us both a convenient way out."
"Should I send someone to notify Steward Belder and arrange surveillance on this Review Officer?"
"No need. Surface-level friends can be useful sometimes."
Afterward, Velin had a few drinks with the owner, Aljettah, before leaving the Adventurer Tavern with Kyle and over a dozen soldiers.
The blockade around the Adventurer Tavern was lifted, and before long, it was filled with residents who had come to drink.
After returning to the inn, Lester relaxed on the bed and recalled their earlier conversation, considering whether he