Though it was difficult, Ato still finished the food Riven had been unable to eat.
He slung the two Greatswords over his back, restored his disguise, then hoisted Riven over his shoulder and slowly headed outside.
When it came time to pay, Ato's face visibly twitched.
They had spent a full eight thousand Nuo Coins on that meal!
The ten thousand he had taken from the Leather Case for emergencies was nearly gone in an instant.
"In her condition, there's no way she can supervise training this afternoon. We should just take her back to the barracks."
Ato did not move quickly, and it took them half an hour to reach the sentry post outside the barracks.
Jill was still on duty at the sentry post.
"What happened?" Seeing that something was wrong with Riven, Jill rushed out of the sentry post. He had thought she had been seriously injured.
Seeing Jill's reaction, Ato nodded to himself. Jill had not lied—he really was Riven's friend.
"Don't panic. She just drank too much."
"What?" Jill leaned closer and sniffed carefully. Catching the faint alcoholic smell, he finally relaxed.
He looked at Ato with a complicated expression. "Brother, if we were still somewhat joking around last night, then today we promise we won't do that again. She never drinks with us."
Ato knew there was no point in explaining.
Those people who showed Riven kindness had never received a response from her, because she was afraid that after truly becoming friends with them, one day they would all die on the battlefield, leaving Riven alone once more.
Ato said nothing else and continued carrying Riven toward the barracks.
"I think I forgot to check their documents again..." Jill shook his head and returned to his post.
Ato drew quite a few stares