"Haaahhh... that finally did him in." Under the guise of escorting me back, the assassin carried me along on her shoulders.
The game originally started small, with only a few people paying attention to us. But after the twelfth cup, almost everyone in the tavern were watching us with most of the customers being in two camps - mine or the assassins.
While drinking, I heard some people even opening betting pools to find out which of us would win and to teach them a lesson, I lost.
Well, that was always part of the plan.
Alcohol is nothing but flavoured water if you are unable to get drunk. But most people won't see it that way so I hope I wasn't violating some law when I was gathering intel.
Even if I was, the kingdom's strongest knight allowed it so I guess it's fine.
Seriously, I don't want to go to jail.
