[Genshin Impact] A world where only travelers are alone

"Heh." Ventara sneered.

Although she really didn't want to face this matter, after all, she shouldn't be the one who felt guilty, right?

Of course, Leosli understood what she meant from the laugh, but when it comes to being thick-skinned, there is hardly anyone in the whole of Mellow Petersburg who can compare to him.

He moved closer.

Naturally, human sense of smell is not as sensitive as Melusin's. He cannot smell anything delicate, but he can still get some superficial clues.

For example, the girl still smelled of alcohol from last night.

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Alcohol is a good thing. It always inspires many things that cannot be said when sober.

Leosley had to admit that he had some bad intentions when he poured the bottle of fine but strong wine confiscated from the prisoners into Ventara's cup.

The two were childhood sweethearts—no, perhaps this description was not quite appropriate.

After all, they hadn't seen each other for a long time because of Ventara's sudden departure more than ten years ago, until the latter suddenly appeared again a few months ago.

But unlike her in Leosli's memory, the current Ventara has become much colder for some reason, especially when facing him, she can almost be said to be full of thorns.

Just like now——

Ventara shook the wine glass in his hand, looked at him with a frivolous look, and said something sarcastic: "Drinking during work hours is not a good habit, Duke."

Leosley poured himself a glass and casually lay down on the sofa: "As long as no one sees, it's not considered lazy."

The warden's style has always been to do things outside and follow his heart and desire inside.

If there were outsiders around, he might have been more careful and behaved, but he had already classified Ventara as one of his own, so of course he would not be polite.

Ventara stared at him quietly, as if telling him not to take her with him if he neglected his duty.

Leosli had no choice but to half-coax and half-lie: "Just think of it as a celebration of our three-month reunion. Occasionally, you should give your direct superior a little face, Ventara."

What he said made sense, but Ventara's intuition told her that something seemed wrong.

But Leosley on the opposite side had already drunk all the wine in his glass and was about to pour a second glass, so there shouldn't be any problem, right?
Ventara was skeptical.

She had never drunk alcohol before, but she knew that it was a rare thing in Mellow Petersburg. Leosli probably took this out to treat her simply to show his appreciation, right?

She carefully stuck out her tongue and took a sip, and her whole face wrinkled immediately due to the stimulation of the spicy wine.

Leosli couldn't help laughing, but worried that she would not want to continue drinking because of this sip, he deliberately said loudly: "If I remember correctly, you are two years older than me, right? You can't even drink alcohol at this age, why are you still like a child?"

As expected, Ventara fell into the trap and drank it in one gulp with his eyes closed. Then he raised the cup upside down to Leosli.

But at this time, the man had already finished his second glass of wine. Facing her provocation, he just raised his eyebrows, as if to say, "That's it?"

Ventara angrily grabbed the bottle and filled his own glass.

It was just like an endless cycle. Leosli was always one step ahead of her, so she could only drink one cup after another.

Wentala's alcohol tolerance was not good to begin with, and it didn't take long for him to get completely drunk. His face turned red and he spoke incoherently.

She held the empty bottle and shook it to make sure there was not a drop left in it. Then she frowned and looked at Leosili blankly: "Wine...Leo...It's gone..."

She was no longer called "Duke".

Leosley still remembered that this was the way this guy would call her when he was a kid. "Are you really drunk?" He waved his hand in front of her eyes with interest, as if he was teasing a cat.

Ventara unhappily tried to grab the rebellious hand, but due to being drunk, she saw double in front of her eyes and her grasp was in vain every time.

After struggling for a while, she not only failed to catch the hand but also exhausted herself, and fell on the table angrily.

Leosley chuckled: "Don't fall asleep here, you'll catch a cold."

He helped the man to his feet.

After getting drunk, Ventara obviously became much softer than usual. At least this time she didn't push him away stubbornly, but kept mumbling something.

Leosley listened for a while before he realized that she was calling his name.

This made him more certain of his original guess.

"Ventara—" he called her name, "Where have you been these years? What happened to make you become like this?"

Yes, that's why the Duke forced her to drink.

It is said that the truth comes out when drunk. Since a certain guy has been refusing to communicate with him when he is sober, he might as well use some improper means.

After staying in Mellow Petersburg for so many years, no matter how white a person is, he will be stained black. The Duke is no exception and has learned a lot of tricks.

Leosley looked pleased, waiting for her answer.

But he didn't expect that even when he was drunk, when he asked about this, Ventara still showed the same resistant expression as when he was sober.

Even though she couldn't pronounce the words clearly, she still refused: "No, no... You can't tell Leo about this..."

Leosley became more and more curious about what had happened over the years.

He and Ventara knew each other when they were young, and both were adopted by the Draskos.

Ventara at that time was almost completely different from now. Leosli couldn't figure out what would cause such a drastic change in a person's temperament, and he needed to figure it out.

He continued to ask questions without giving up.

As if she was annoyed by the questions, Ventara glared at him unhappily, with only the tireless mouth that refused to stop in her eyes.

With her straightforward way of thinking when she was drunk, she only knew that if she wanted to make the person in front of her quiet down, she had to block his mouth.

But what should be used to block it?

Of course it’s the hands.

Ventara turned over and sat up from the bed. When Leosli thought she was drunk and had no vigilance at all, she pulled him down onto the bed.

Leosli's originally calm expression cracked, as if he had never expected things to suddenly develop in this direction.

Ventara was very strong, and when he was unconscious he had no idea of ​​knowing when to stop. He showed no intention of holding back when he attacked.

She sat on Leosley's waist and abdomen, completely clamping someone with her own weight and strength.

"Hey, hey, you've gone a little too far..."

(End of this chapter)