Chapter Thirty-Four A Thousand Cups Not Drunk Lothar 11
Solid wood dining table and chairs.
On two silver plates on the white tablecloth, there are fried eggs, bacon and vegetable salad.
Then……
It’s wine!
A faint aroma was exuding from a wine pot that was the size of a Fat House water bottle.
Lothar 11 is sitting in the chair.
He almost couldn't wait to pick up the wine in the pot and took a sip.
Gudong.
"ha!"
"Comfortable!"
"Without this, I might not even be able to sleep."
Lothar 11, who looked relieved, looked at Jason inside the door and said with a smile.
That’s right, it’s inside the ‘door’.
This dining table is placed in the corridor of the 'House of the Violent', and in the 'House of the Violent', Jason's mask slightly raised a corner, his mouth grew slightly, and he was biting a
Roast beef shank.
In front of him, all kinds of exquisite food were being brought in continuously.
Lothar 11 fulfilled its promise.
Not only the original agreement, but also the 'apartment' where Jason lives has undergone some changes.
The most direct thing is the area!
Three times the size before!
Then, there’s the furniture!
Various furniture appeared in the room.
Finally, and most importantly.
In the corner of the apartment, a 'gym' appeared, a room containing a complete set of special fitness equipment.
Among the prices Jason had seen, such a set of special fitness equipment required 100 points.
"Come and have a drink!"
"Celebrating our survival!"
Lothar 11 picked up the wine glass and raised it to Jason.
This wine glass is also a huge goblet, not made of glass, but of metal.
Before Jason could speak, Lothar 11 started talking to himself.
"I often drink too much. It's too dangerous for a glass to break, so I changed it to a metal one."
“There is a slight difference in taste, but not big.”
"It feels so good to feel dizzy."
Lothar 11, who already had a blush on her cheeks, raised her wine glass again.
"Here, cheers."
The eleventh heir to the Lothar Family shouted.
Under the influence of alcohol, the fearful 11th heir apparent appeared to be a bit dissolute.
In other words, a little drunk.
Do you like drinking but don’t have a good drinking tolerance?
Jason glanced at the other person, chewed the bones of the beef leg in his hand, then picked up a roast goose again, opened his mouth and bit off half of it, and started chewing seriously.
Crunch, crunch.
The skin, flesh and bones were completely fused in Jason's mouth.
Then, it entered the stomach.
Digested instantly.
In fact, if it weren't for the purpose of covering up, this kind of roast goose would really be a mouthful for Jason.
And, more importantly: the cooks in the ‘Game Building’ are very good at cooking.
Although not as good as Hannibal and others, it is still better than the average person.
Especially when faced with Jason, who had been eating 'nutritional ointment' for several days, it really became more and more delicious.
Jason decided to eat ten more.
Then, eat something else.
Having made up his mind, Jason tasted the delicious food in his hands more carefully.
However, Lothar 11 did not give up.
Boom, boom!
Lothar 11 knocked hard on the glass door.
"Have a drink!"
"Come on!"
"Have a drink!"
Lothar 11's face was almost pressed against the glass door as she muttered to Jason.
Jason still ignored it.
What to do when dealing with an alcoholic?
The best way is to ignore him.
For everything, wait until the other person sobers up before talking about it.
Jason understood this deeply when he was in his hometown.
As for the ‘city that never sleeps’?
Being drunk in the 'city that never sleeps' can be fatal.
It's not that drunk people are dead.
It means that the life of a drunk person is lost.
The former is careless and becomes the prey of others.
But how can prey and hunters be destined to remain unchanged?
The roles are interchangeable at any time.
And once they are exchanged, it is fatal.
Or maybe it was a trap that had been disguised for a long time.
Who knows?
Every time Jason encountered a drunk person in his hometown, he would stay away.
This is even more true in the ‘city that never sleeps’.
Here, it's no exception.
Therefore, Jason, who was holding the roasted goose, turned around and stopped looking at Lothar 11.
Although the other person has an outstanding appearance and an extraordinary family background, in Jason's opinion, he is far less cute than the roast goose in his hand.
And this turn around made Lothar 11 anxious.
"Jason, don't ignore me!"
"We are comrades in arms!"
"Fighting side by side, sharing life and death!"
Lothar 11 slapped the 'door' harder and harder.
Pers, who was standing at the other end of the corridor, looked at Beard and Rothlow with a helpless expression.
Beard also looked helpless.
"I think we should go and persuade Master Lothar 11."
Roslo said seriously.
With the end of the 'incident', Rosalo's family was not only taken back from the 'Send Family' by Lothar 11, but Rosalo was also reassigned to Lothar 11 as a personal doctor.
For this, Rosslow was extremely grateful.
Although his original purpose was to rescue his family through Lothar 11, that initial purpose was far from the happiness that everyone has now.
You know, according to the original plan, the best outcome for him and his family was to be exiled to a barren land.
Where can I continue to enjoy the civilization of the city like now?
"You have to go."
"I'm not going."
Beard, who knew how troublesome a drunken drunkard could be, immediately shook his head.
Just like Roslo became Lothar 11's personal doctor.
Beard also completely separated from the "Send Family" and became Lothar 11's personal bodyguard.
Beard did not refuse this identity.
Who would want to go to those dangerous places without fleeing?
However, this did not prevent Beard from rejecting Rothlowe's suggestion.
He is a personal bodyguard who ensures Lothar 11's safety, but will not stop Lothar 11 from drinking.
Rosslow's eyes subconsciously looked at Pers.
"Sorry, I'm just a 'contact'."
Pers smiled helplessly.
His 'stains' have been erased by Lothar 11 using his authority. Now he has no worries and everything has returned to its original appearance. He can water the fairy and pet the cat if he has nothing to do.
Days like this are really good.
He cherishes it.
Therefore, he will not bring trouble to himself.
"But you are already the director of 'contactees'!"
Rosslow emphasized.
There is no doubt that Lothar 11 is quite generous.
Not only did it erase the "stain" on Perls, it also gave him a promotion.
According to common sense, it is impossible for him, a "semi-newcomer" who has been in the job for less than ten years, to reach such a position.
Even if he performs well, he still needs to think about such things again at the end of the second decade.
But with Lothar 11’s ‘care’, everything became a matter of course.
However, this does not prevent Perls from insisting on his opinion.
“‘Contactee’ supervisors are also ‘contactees’.”
Pers replied with a smile.
This made Rosslow even more helpless.
His weak character made him subconsciously want to pull people along to persuade him.
It's like asking a boy to go to the toilet during recess.
If I don't make an appointment to go together, I always feel like something is missing.
Tread, step.
Slightly heavy footsteps came from behind, and Rosello turned his head and his eyes immediately lit up.
"Jialun, Master Lothar 11 drank too much. I don't think he should drink any more. It will affect his body... hmm? What is that in your hand?"
Roslo spoke as if he had seen the savior, but only halfway through his words, he couldn't continue at all.
Because, Roslo saw the barrel in Jialun's hand.
Or to be more precise, wine barrels.
"Master Lothar 11 asked me to get some wine."
Jialun showed a simple and straightforward smile.
Same as Beard.
Jialun also became Lothar 11's personal bodyguard.
The identity of the 'violent' has long been removed.
But unlike others, Lothar 11 spent considerable effort this time.
‘The Torturer’ is different from the others.
This is a matter of 'game' rules. Therefore, even if Lothar 11 came forward, he had to pay a lot of price to get others to compromise.
Of course, it’s also because the ‘golden lamb’, the ‘violator’, is irrelevant.
The 'Golden Lamb' didn't know about this, but the 'Golden Lamb' was not stupid. He knew that Lothar 11 must have spent a lot of effort to help him, so the 'Golden Lamb' was full of thoughts.
Grateful, he believed that Lothar was the second person who was kind to him after his mother's death.
Therefore, he thought he should repay Lothar11.
Jialun didn't refuse to become a personal bodyguard.
Anyway, there is no difference between being a lumberjack and being a bodyguard.
He can also repay Lothar 11, which Jialun thinks is very worthwhile.
"Master Lothar 11 can no longer drink!"
"It's morning!"
"He has drank at least 400ml of fruit wine!"
"This is beyond the human body's limit of alcohol intake in one day!"
Roslo said from the perspective of a doctor.
The 'Golden Lamb' showed that naive smile, and then carried the wine barrel to Lothar 11, leaving Lothar staring at it.
"Jia Lun?"
"Here, do you want a drink?"
"My treat!"
Looking at Jia Lun coming with wine in his arms, Lothar 11 turned his head and asked.
"No, Master Lothar 11."
"I can't drink while at work."
"It's written in the bodyguard code you gave me."
Jialun answered seriously.
"Bodyguard rules?"
"Okay, okay."
Lothar 11 sighed, and after thinking about it, it seemed that he really threw the training manual of the family guards to Jialun. This cannot be blamed on Jialun, it was his own mistake.
See, even if I drink too much, I'm still sensible!
Lothar 11 couldn't help but praise herself.
Then……
"Jason, come and have a drink~"
Lothar 11 looked at Jason again.
This time his face was completely pressed against the glass door.
However, under the influence of alcohol, Lothar 11 could not stand at all.
With stumbling steps, his whole body began to slide down.
The tip of the nose that was pressed against the glass door immediately turned up.
Suddenly, two nostrils appeared.
The lips kept turning up.
"Bululu!"
Amidst the strange noise, a stream of snot and a stream of saliva flowed straight down. After a moment, two streams of viscous liquid appeared on the originally clean glass door.
Lothar 11, the instigator, crawled on the ground.
But Jason remained unmoved.
Not even looking at Lothar 11.
This made Lothar 11 even more frustrated.
Then, he made a bold decision.
He opened the 'door'!
Under normal circumstances, Lothar 11's reason would never have allowed him to do this, but under the influence of alcohol, his reason had long since disappeared, and all that was left was the urge to do whatever he wanted.
Click!
The glass doors of the House of Violence slowly moved to both sides.
Naturally, Pers, Beard, and Rothlow at the end of the corridor saw such movement.
The expressions of the three people changed drastically, and they rushed towards here.
"Jia Lun!"
Beard even loudly reminded the ‘golden lamb’.
The 'Golden Lamb' was stunned for a moment, then smiled, indicating that everyone didn't need to worry.
In the simple heart of the 'Golden Lamb', Jason is the first person he trusts and appreciates, and Lothar is the second. Therefore, he naturally believes that the two will become good partners and have a good relationship.
relation.
There is no need to stop it at all.
Beard looked desperate when he saw this scene.
He was always wary of Jason.
Not only is Jason's usual indifference, but also Jason's identity as a 'violent' person.
It's different from the one who was framed like the 'Golden Lamb'.
Jason's identity as a "torturer" is real.
He has investigated it more than once.
Another desperate one is Pers.
As a 'contact person', although he feels that Jason is different from other 'violators', but who can guarantee that this will always be the case?
Being moody is itself the characteristic of a 'violent person'.
Jason, who was sitting there, turned his head slightly in surprise.
He looked at the opened 'door' and raised his eyebrows.
Then he looked at Lothar, who was drunk and smirking at himself.11.
Then, he turned around and continued eating roast goose.
The moment Jason turned his head, Beard and Perls shouted together in their hearts, it's over.
If something happens to Lothar 11, they will definitely not be able to recover.
However, Jason just glanced at it and turned his head, which made Beard and Perls heave a sigh of relief.
But the next moment, the breath was stuck in their throats, making the two of them feel suffocated and their eyes widened.
Because, Lothar 11 took those staggering steps and was walking towards Jason.
"Jason, come on, have a drink."
Saying these words, Lothar 11 sat in front of Jason.
Moreover, he also handed the wine bottle in his hand to Jason.
Jason didn't take the flask.
Even Lothar 11 didn't even bother to take a look.
But this did not stop the eleventh heir to the Lothar family.
Lothar 11 touched the roast goose in Jason's hand with the wine bottle and said with a smile.
"I'll do it first out of respect!"
After saying that, he picked up the wine bottle and started to drink.
Jason frowned.
He looked at the roasted goose leg that had been touched by Lothar 11's wine bottle with slight disgust.
Will it be dirty?
Or throw it away?
no.
Don't waste food.
In the end, the idea of not wasting food took over, and Jason continued to eat with the roast goose in his arms.
Looking at this scene, Lothar 11 smiled even more happily, and the wine in the huge jug was drinking faster and faster.
"ha!"
When the last drop of wine in the jug was drunk, Lothar 11 let out a long breath.
“Delicious~ delicious~ so delicious~”
Lothar 11 laughed loudly.
But while smiling, Lothar began to cry.
"Jason, I'm sorry for you!"
"I'm sorry for you!"
"You should leave here, but the previous live broadcast was classified as the 'Final of Area F'. This is the family's decision. I can't change it. I'm sorry!"
Lothar 11 said while crying.
Tears and snot started to flow from my nose.
Then, Lothar 11 was ready to hug Jason.
He hopes to use this behavior to express his apology.
However, Jason turned around and dodged.
You can still eat the roast goose in your hand if you touch it with a wine flask, but you really can't eat it if it's stained with mucus in your nose.
Lothar 11, who did not hold Jason, fell down like this.
Fortunately, there was a sofa behind Jason and Lothar 11 was not injured.
Then--
Hoo ho ho!
Lothar 11, who was completely drunk, fell into a coma.
Jason glanced at the young man again with disgust, turned his head and continued eating.
This kind of opportunity to let go of food is rare, so he must cherish it.
However, at this time, the corridor door opened.
A very harsh sound then sounded——
"Lotha 11, I never thought that a loser like you would have such luck!"
