After yesterday's gore-filled beating, everybody who saw it didn't try and hit on Elizabeth.
Even Apollo got surprised at what Levi did, not because of the strength he showed, but because of how brave he is, a mere Half-Step Qi Condensation had the courage to beat up the son of a high ranking official in the underworld.
Apollo let it be because he doesn't want to get involved in others' personal business.
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Apollo sat behind the counter, as always, when all of a sudden a man walked in and sat lazily on the table, the man has white hair and a clean shaved beard. The man wore what seems to be a butler outfit.
Levi walked up to him and asked him what he wants to order, the man replied plainly, "Your strongest drink."
Levi nodded and conveyed the order to Apollo in which Apollo shook his head, "The strongest drink would only do more harm to him than good." Apollo then went back to reading a book he recently bought from Atlas.
Levi went back and forth until Apollo got tired and bought a bottle of vodka from Atlas and poured it on a shot glass, the amount he poured is only a drop of it, "Tell him that if he can handle this, then I'll think about giving him the strongest drink."
Levi delivered it to the man, the man looked at Levi weirdly and chuckled, he felt like the owner is mocking him, he took the shot glass and drinked the contents in one gulp. Before he could order the strongest drink that he wants, his vision turned blurry as his head began to ache, he got wasted by only a drop of vodka.
Levi sighed and murmured, 'I knew it.' under his breath, he let the man sleep on the table, and returned back to his seat.
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The man from before, Ashton, woke up in the restaurant, the only customers left were Josiah, his friends, and Levi and his sister.
Ashton couldn't remember what happened, all he remembered is that he messed up in his job, the customer said to shake his drink and not stir, the customer was infuriated at his mistake, it just so happens that said customer has shares in the company he is working for, so he got fired instantly.
He went to the restaurant, hoping to forget his sorrows by drinking, but instead of slowly savoring the drink, he got wasted instead, by only one drop,
Ashton looks like the average middle-age man in the outside. Still, his past is more interesting than an average person's, He got into the special forces at the age of 21, his achievements aren't to be scoffed at, he's always at the top of the leaderboard with over 10,000 confirmed kills, the amount of comrades he has saved in the battlefield is uncountable, the battlefield is like a playground to him.
Ashton did missions like saving high ranking people from kidnappings to assassinations. He has learned over 10 languages just for his job alone.
The reason he retired is because of his decaying body, he couldn't even do a simple push up anymore. In these years, he worked at a bar as a bartender, his wage isn't even enough to eat three meals a day but he endured it. He isn't only skilled at killing, but also drinks, only a sniff is required for him to know what exactly that drink is and when it is made.
Levi was also surprised when he saw him because Ashton's face is put up all over the underworld in his early days. The posters with Ashton's face would either have words to not ever cross the guy or a huge reward for anyone who could kill him. He's the legend that the underworld made, but nowadays, Ashton is just a myth. Before Levi got the nickname of Death God, Ashton is the first Death God everyone feared. Levi didn't even know if he could put up a fight with Ashton even if he is in his prime.
Ashton stared at the restaurant, his head still aches, and his mind still blurry from the alcohol. In his right side, he saw Levi still sitting with his sister; his eyebrows raised as he looked at Levi, Ashton also knows him because of the feats Levi achieved like winning a battle singlehandedly against a thousand people. On his left, he saw a couple of kids playing on their laptops.
He massaged his head to relieve his headache, but it didn't help.
What got him racking his brain is how that one drop of vodka could make him drunk, his alcohol tolerance is no joke, he could drink over two barrels of beer, and he would just get a little bit drunk. What's weirder is the taste of the vodka, he fully tasted, it but he still couldn't figure out who made it and where it came from.
Ashton left a $20 bill on the table and got up from his seat. hile walking away from the restaurant, he looked back at the seemingly normal restaurant, a smile hanging on his face.