First-class cabin, Room 310.
Klein supported a light-footed Angel as she returned to the suite, watching her sway into the washroom, then sway back into the living room a moment later, collapsing facedown onto the sofa and lying completely still.
Angel?
He called out softly. The other raised her hands slowly, then let them drop, remaining motionless.
He hadn't expected Krivis to be telling the truth. This sweet-tasting yet potent Sonia Blood Wine had genuinely knocked her out...
Klein looked speechlessly at Angel, who had single-handedly polished off an entire bottle of blood wine. He sighed softly, stepped forward to scoop her up, pushed open the master bedroom's door with his foot, and gently placed her on the double bed.
Looking at her flushed cheeks, feeling the unconscious touch of her arm, and smelling the faint scent of alcohol in the air, Klein's previously unsettled mind suddenly calmed down.
Getting Angel to unknowingly drink the blood wine and sink into intoxication was indeed his original plan, but right now Klein hesitated. Whether in the modern era where Zhou Mingrui lived or in this current era where Klein lived, taking advantage of an intoxicated woman to commit untoward acts was not the behavior of a gentleman.
Though he knew Angel wouldn't blame him afterward, the hardest hurdle to clear was his own conscience...
Sigh, the first time happened under those circumstances, how could I have the face to say that... Klein recalled the choices he made on the night after the ambush against the Desire Apostle, feeling his face burn and turn as red as if he had been drinking.
He sighed, pulled the quilt up for Angel, turned to leave the master bedroom, and prepared to sleep in the adjacent servant's room for the night.
*This really makes me servant