Nawat's gaze swept over the fairy-tale-style cloud tabletop. It held not only unknown foods, but also several bottles of rich, fragrant wine.
At that sight, understanding flashed through Nawat's eyes.
Why was Hound Butler so drunk? Why did the air carry a faint scent of alcohol? It seemed that after he had arrived, Hound Butler had been drinking.
As for why Hound Butler and Luigi had emerged from the Pumpkin House... Nawat had no idea.
Nawat admitted that he was someone who liked to get to the bottom of everything and understand every secret completely. But today, when facing the "Great Demon king," there was no need to dig so deeply.
He had come this time only to comply with his teacher's orders and sign a contract with Hound Butler. He was not here to stir up trouble in All Things House, so there was no need to understand everything... though he could not possibly stir up trouble in All Things House with Hound Butler standing guard here.
Nawat greeted the others mostly with nods, but he gave Hound Butler a full formal salute.
His long fingers rested against the neat, perfectly pressed chest of his uniform. He closed his dazzling silver eyes, bent sixty degrees at the waist, and said softly, "It is Nawat's honor to see Your Excellency the Butler again."
As Nawat saluted, the black panther beside him lowered its head and crouched with remarkable human-like manner, as though expressing its own reverence.
The effects of Hound Butler's drinking had yet to pass. After being relentlessly questioned by Luigi earlier, alcohol still coursed through its blood, leaving its body dizzy and light. Yet its bodily drunkenness did not affect its thoughts. Its mind remained clear, and it could still barely control its head enough to nod in