"...Mm."
Iver crawled groggily out of bed, letting out an unintelligible mumble.
Lily came over at once. With one hand supporting Iver's back, she offered him a cup of pleasantly warm water with the other. "Have some water, young master."
As Lily gently fed him the warm water, his consciousness—stiff and dry, like a machine that had not been oiled—quickly recovered.
Did I black out?
His last memory was of Isabel leaving with Edward. After that, his memories had vanished into thin air.
How strange.
How could a Third Level transcendent of the Dedication Path get this drunk?
"I'm feeling much better... Give me a candle, Lily."
Iver tipped his head back and finished the last sip of water. Then, in a slightly hoarse voice, he asked, "Is it time for dinner?"
Only then did he suddenly realize that candles were burning all around the room.
Lily handed him a candle and got up to draw open the curtains.
Seeing the sky outside, Iver froze for a moment. "It's already the next day?"
Holding the candle, Iver quickly realized what had happened. "Was it because I was making that Phantom Demon Card?"
His memories and reason were gradually returning.
Iver remembered that the final step in making the Lust Phantom Demon Card required the card maker to fall into a completely uncontrollable drunken stupor amid surging passion.
At that point, he had to use his own will to drip blood containing a high concentration of alcohol onto the card's surface. At the same time, he would sacrifice the very last portion of his memories to Constant Self... The final effect was much like blacking out after drinking too much.
But did it really consume that many memories? He could not even remember whether he had eaten.
While using the Sacrificial