Don't call me evil god

Chapter 462: I can only drink a little bit
Pete immediately asked the question that was on his mind the most.

He entered the tournament to improve his reputation among the dwarves.

Because in the Stone Castle, it is almost impossible to move forward without the approval of the dwarves.

The dwarves who admire the strong tend to stick together.

Races like humans and goblins are hated by everyone in the Stone Castle and are basically at the bottom of the contempt chain.

Not to mention answering questions, the dwarves were unwilling to provide any services to someone they looked down upon.

Outsiders can't buy anything here, and it's even difficult to find a place to live.

Because dwarves have mastered an almost unique art of casting, and sophisticated dwarven weapons and equipment are very expensive, dwarves are basically not short of money.

Throwing money at it works, but the effect is minimal.

Seeing that Gail didn't reply to him, Pete became a little anxious. His mind was already groggy from having just woken up from a hangover, and he felt severe pain from time to time, making his thoughts a mess.

"No, what's going on now?"

He really put all his efforts into it. After losing the game, he forced himself to drink Stone Castle liquor.

The middle-aged dwarf actually reminded Pete indirectly.

Traditional dwarves don't care so much about winning or losing the game. They pay more attention to the qualities displayed by the warriors during the game.

Behaviors like not being able to accept defeat and avoiding drinking will undoubtedly be despised by the dwarves.

Gale looked at Pete as if he was a fool: "Have you really drunk yourself into stupidity?"

"Will drinking blackouts affect your brain?"

"See where you are now?"

"It was the dwarves who brought you back yesterday. How do you think the game turned out?"

Only then did Pete react.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, it turns out that winning the dwarves' approval isn't that difficult."

"As long as you muster up the courage and prove in front of them that you can drink Stone Castle liquor, it doesn't matter even if you can only drink one glass!"

"I thought it would be so difficult! But it's just like this!"

Hearing this, Gale chuckled and looked strange.

"You don't really think you can earn the respect of the dwarves because you are brave enough to drink Stone Castle strong wine?"

Pete wondered, "What if it's not?"

Before the blackout, except for Pete who participated in the wine warrior competition, the other four were just watching from below without drinking a drop of wine.

Gale rolled his eyes: "Thank Lena very much, damn, I have never seen anyone who can drink so much!"

Pete's eyes widened immediately.

"Wait, who?!"

「Reina?!」

"She can drink? Are you kidding me."

Among the five people in the group, who is Pete most familiar with?

Before I met Reina, the answer was undoubtedly Gale.

The two were classmates and roommates at the Official School of Caroon College in Greenport for three years. They even knew how often each other changed their socks and underwear, and had a close relationship.

But after a series of events in Green Harbor that thwarted the Blood Fang Gang's conspiracy, he returned to Ceylon.

The relationship between Pete and Reina is becoming more and more familiar without them realizing it.

In their spare time, the two would eat together, study some divine knowledge together, or simply go to the tavern to listen to other people bragging and chatting.

They would also wander around the territory opened up by the Church of Knowledge in the Dark Forest, discussing topics such as the planning and construction of the territory.

For example, there is a uniquely structured wizard tower that is currently under construction in Qinar County, and part of the design ideas came from Lena.

The upper level of the Mage Tower is a normal structure.

The underground part was hollowed out and was about to be made into a hideout and escape passage for stalkers. Later, they successfully stopped and rescued the Countess of Ceylon, and the construction of the Dawn City was put on track.

As a result, the two of them have a lot more entertainment activities in their spare time.

From time to time, I would take a walk around the newly built Liming city area to see if there were any new things.

With this opportunity of private contact, the two of them got to know each other better and better.

For example, Pete knew that Reina's alcohol tolerance was average.

She can only drink a little.

When eating in a pub, Reina could only drink a few glasses of light beer with a low alcohol content, and then she would wave her hands and say that she was drunk and couldn't drink anymore.

Pete always felt that what Lena said must be true.

Because after drinking, her face would turn red, her body would become soft, and she would fall on Pete from time to time, looking like she couldn't handle the alcohol.

Not to mention the flavored ale her father, Old Money, brewed himself.

Reina gets drunk after just one drink.

Afterwards, I had to trouble Pete to personally support Reina and take her back to where she lived.

Therefore, in Pete's impression, Reina's alcohol tolerance is not as good as his.

But now I heard from Gale that Reina is a heavy drinker?
Pete's first reaction was disbelief.

Gale curled his lips.

"The Happy Hour Bar is not far from the hotel. Why don't you go and take a look?"

"She really can only drink a little bit!"

……

The stone fort was built inside the mountain and could not receive direct sunlight, so it was difficult to distinguish the alternation of day and night. If you stayed inside for a long time without accurate timekeeping tools, you might not even be able to tell whether it was day or night.

Pete struggled to get out of bed and put on his shoes.

It was only then that he realized that his clothes had been changed.

I don't know when the thin shirt I brought with me was taken off.

Instead, it was replaced by a linen vest full of dwarven style, with rough stitching and a somewhat rough feel.

Because the vest was designed according to the height and body shape of a dwarf, it looked strange on Pete.

Too loose and baggy.

The length was obviously shorter, revealing Pete's waist.

"Hmm? Who changed my clothes?"

Gale replied: "Who else could it be? Reina."

"You were not very quiet after you got drunk. You vomited everywhere and your original clothes were stained and could not be worn. Reina asked someone to find you a clean dwarf vest."

Pete was even more confused.

What exactly happened during the time when he was blacking out?
From Gale's description, it seems like everything is related to Lena!
Rubbing his head which still ached from time to time, he bent down carefully and walked out of the room in the Dwarf Inn.

Pete noticed that there were many cave rooms of similar specifications in the inn. Almost every room had three or four dwarves, sleeping in all directions and snoring loudly.

On the contrary, he was the only one resting in his room, and he was treated like a distinguished VIP client.

Back on the circular platform of the stone fortress, the effects of drunkenness on the mind continued.

Unsteady steps, confused thinking, splitting headache...

Pete reached out and touched his head carefully.

As expected, there was a big bump on it, and I don't know how it was caused.

The Happy Hour Bar is not too far from here, just a few cave buildings away.

Pete pulled himself together.

……

(End of this chapter)