"Geez, I get the feeling you're a little drunk."
Sensing Fang Mo's dangerous aura, Iskandar instinctively scratched his head. "Could it be because you're really underage? Do you throw drunken tantrums after drinking too much or something?"
"What drunken tantrum?"
Fang Mo directly shook her head in denial. "This is clearly called drunken berserk mode... Happy hour is about to begin!"
As soon as she finished speaking,
a Strong Light suddenly flared from Fang Mo's body.
The wine cups, vessels, everything on the ground was crushed by her aura. Whether it was Gilgamesh's kingly wine or the brandy Fang Mo had made from Enchanted Golden Apples, it all splashed out at that moment before being ground deep into the earth and turned to sludge.
"Haha, this counts as happy hour for you too?"
Iskandar laughed twice at the sight. Then his casual clothes transformed into armor, a fiery scarlet cape billowed around him, and his surging dominance shot into the sky.
"Ri... Rider...!"
However, Waver suddenly panicked when he saw this from afar.
He no longer cared about any rules. A nearly tangible terror suddenly gripped his heart, and he almost instinctively ran toward Iskandar. "S-Stop it! You'll die!!!"
"Oh, kid."
Iskandar seemed rather surprised to see Waver suddenly run over. "You've grown quite a bit. You aren't even scared of a scene like this anymore?"
"Who says I'm not scared? I-I'm scared to death, okay?"
Waver's voice was trembling as he spoke, but he still stubbornly shouted, "But if you keep this up, you'll really die! I-I won't allow you to die!"
"That may be true, but it feels like the atmosphere has already built up to this point." Iskandar instinctively scratched his head. "If I backed down now, never mind whether the others would agree, wouldn't I be