Under old Kaslan's extremely pitying gaze, Thales sighed in relief after he had wriggled his way out of drinking that cup of the rye wine using every possible tactic.
They rested for fifteen minutes before Viscount Kentvida turned his head around and gave the Fire Knight, Tolja, a nod as a signal.
"Make your preparations!" Tolja ordered at his soldiers, "We are going to depart! We must reach to the Prestige Orchid Region before tomorrow night!"
Eckstedt's military officers and soldiers all stood up after they heard their commanding officer's words. They left some money for the wine and walked out of the tavern.
On the other hand, the Constellatiates looked to Thales. The boy glanced at Putray and shrugged before he jumped off the bar counter.
But just as he waved at the old Kaslan and was ready to leave—
"Wait, little brat!" Kaslan left the bar counter and walked up to Thales.
