As time passed, the empty wine cups were filled one after another, only to be drained in a single gulp.
Warden Deria's face had already turned bright red, and even the movements of her hand around the wine cup had grown sluggish.
Hughberlian was still feeding wine to the Poet of Great Love.
While the Poet of Great Love had been drinking just now, Hughberlian had intermittently heard Antanas behind her describe seven or eight possible endings that could clear the trial today.
But none of them ended with Lanfu returning alive.
In the end, Warden Deria could finally go on no longer and set down her wine cup.
She tried to stand, staggered, slipped across the floor a few steps, and collapsed onto the table again. Her cheek pressed against the tabletop, and she could no longer raise herself.
"You're too strong. I've never seen anyone who could drink like you..."
Even though Warden Deria had gone completely limp and could no longer move, praise continued to spill from the corners of her mouth.
Though her eyes were filled with unwillingness, her body had already admitted defeat.
She had never expected this Intern Prison Guard to be so much more formidable than she appeared. He was truly someone who didn't care about his own life.
"You... just who are you..."
Keeping her promise, Warden Deria used the last of her consciousness and strength to lie on the table and award them a top-tier evaluation, murmuring from the corner of her mouth.
"..."
The Poet of Great Love remained silent for a long while, seemingly unable to make a sound. After recovering for a moment, he turned his gaze toward Warden Deria.
"If you still want to find someone to drink with, you can come to Redmond Building at Protos