Darryl smiled and comforted Aurin in a low voice, "Don't worry. I won't get drunk."
When Prince Auten proposed a toast to him, Darryl had already realized that something was wrong, so he quietly took an elixir. It would keep him sober, and no matter how much he drank, he would not get drunk.
Since Darryl was confident, Prince Aurin nodded; he was no longer worried.
The banquet lasted for two hours.
During that period, he also drank a few glasses of wine and left in advance.
After the banquet, the officials left the palace, one after another. Prince Auten and Wiz Immortal intentionally stayed until the end.
"Master!"
Prince Aurin said to Darryl, "Let's go."
When Darryl was about to reply, Prince Auten interrupted him.
"Aurin!"
Prince Auten said sincerely with a smile, "Why are you two in such a hurry? I respect Barely Immortal very much. I want to take this opportunity to have a few more drinks with him tonight. You can go back if you want to."
He had made up his mind. How could he let him go so easily?
Prince Aurin frowned and hesitated.
At the same time, he was more convinced that there was a ruse behind Auten's abnormal behavior.
Prince Aurin wanted to say something, but Darryl shook his head and pretended to be drunk. "Since Your Highness had said so, you should go back first. We'll have a few more drinks."
Darryl signaled for Prince Aurin not to worry.
"Okay!"
Aurin nodded and turned around since Darryl was so confident.
"Come on, let's continue to serve more wine!"
As soon as they left, Prince Auten waved his hand at the servants around him to continue serving the wine.
Darryl looked drunk, but he was sober.
After three rounds of drinking.
"No way!"
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