"Drunken Priest, since you've decided to quit drinking anyway, today I'll let you drink to your heart's content!"
"Don't worry, I've got plenty of this wine, and every single bottle is aged 10,000 years!"
"If ten bottles aren't enough, I'll bring a hundred! If a hundred aren't enough, I'll bring a thousand! As long as you can drink, I'll keep supplying!"
After placing thirty bottles of Lafite Vintage on the table, Velen looked at Drunken Priest with a smug, extravagant expression.
"One bottle lasts a thousand years—a thousand bottles would mean a million years!"
"This kid really wants to wipe me out, making sure I never drink again for the rest of my life!"
Hearing Velen's words and looking at the thirty bottles of Lafite Vintage covering the entire table, Drunken Priest's eyes turned red!
This is a disaster!
If he didn't have the wine, that would be fine!
But now that it was right in front of him, he couldn't resist the urge to drink it all!
