Luca's eyes widened instantly and his body nearly went into defensive overdrive.
'Fuck! I fucked up! Did he notice? Was he pretending to be drunk?!'
He turned to look at the Knight, who was slowly standing while murmuring words to himself and lazily bobbing his head—clearly still drunk.
"Twake meee hwomeeee…"
"Y-yes, Sir Knight!"
"Hehehe… Sir Knight… hehehe!"
Luca didn't know what was so funny, but he was relieved that the matter wasn't as serious as he suspected. In a way, this was an even better outcome.
'Taking him to his residence sounds far better than ditching him in a bar!'
Finding the Knight's residence was another challenge, but Luca didn't consider it to be a very difficult thing to do.
