I Rely on Drawing Cards to Set Up a Persona

Chapter 26.2: Drunkard Berserking

The people outside the door did not know that their respective emperors were playing heartily, or rather, their play was not much different from the inside, and the atmosphere had even more sparks.

Of course, this refers specifically to Ster and Ruiert.

At the moment, Ruiert was leaning crookedly against the pillar outside the door, taking a sip of wine every now and then.

Howard and Ilir were discussing how the knights of the manor should be arranged. When the emperor came to Utia from the capital, he brought eight hundred knights. They were all elite and strong, and they couldn’t be lazy in guarding the manor these days, so from time to time, they would send out a wave to fight the magical beasts or the thieves near the town.

Noticing the one drinking by the pillar, Ilir couldn’t help but doubt what his elder brother had just told him. Was this really a paladin who was more powerful than the white-robed man?

How can you even drink while on duty?

Ilir subconsciously looked at Ster, who was standing near Ruiert. The white-robed man was standing in the middle of the two at the moment, seemingly deliberately separating them.

If he remembered correctly, this Ster had also made a sarcastic remark about his brother when he went to the back of the mountain last time, saying that his brother was not a qualified knight as he asked for a match with a white-robed man while on duty.

In their empire, drinking while on guard duty, not to mention paladins, even knights were subject to heavy punishment.

This paladin was drinking wine while on duty. Why didn’t Ster say anything? No, it should be said, why didn’t this group of crooks pick a person suitable for the identity of a paladin to come? Are they really not afraid to be exposed by letting such an alcoholic pretend to be a paladin?

Ilir was pondering when he suddenly noticed that Ster had moved.

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He looked dark and sullen, and his azure eyes were suppressed to the point of concealment. He looked at Ritter and lowered his voice, “Sir Ruiert, don’t you think it’s a little inappropriate to drink while on guard duty?”

It’s too much for my image to stand next to you.

A bad smell.

Ster clenched his cane tightly and inwardly became more and more disgusted.

Ruiert was not the least bit afraid. He took another sip, his eyes full of smugness: “What’s inappropriate? The emperor has allowed it. What are you fussing about here.”

It’s easy to get old when you’re thinking too much, tsk.

The emperor has allowed it?

Ilir’s heart moved when he heard this. Before he could come to any conclusion, he saw the undisguised disgust in Ster’s eyes, as well as his red face.

It seemed that, for some reason, there was no way to be snarky.

Ilir continued to observe secretly. Just as Ster clutched his cane and wanted to say something, the white-robed man standing between them suddenly pressed Ster’s shoulder and stopped him with a low, raspy voice: “No, no more.”

Ster seemed to remember something. He exhaled, returned to his original elegant appearance, and nodded slightly: “I understand.”

Then, after glancing at Ruiert, he turned away and averted his gaze out of sight.

“They are afraid of Ruiert.”

Howard saw the inner disbelief of his brother, and he explained in a low voice.

Even a paladin with powerful force will bow down to the emperor’s side, and drinking is something that can’t happen.

Now it seems that there is a reason why this paladin on the other side is drinking so recklessly, and for what reason? It needs to be further probed.

Howard’s eyes flashed. He will report this matter to the emperor later. This is a very important breakthrough point.

Ruiert felt that he had acted seriously. He complimented himself twice and decided to reward himself with two more sips.

As a result, just into the second sip, he couldn’t pour the wine out. Ruiert’s eyes hardened. He turned the jug to his mouth, and only a drop of wine fell down.

The jug was empty.

[Warning! Warning! There is 2% of wine left in the R Card Drunkard Ruiert’s jug. Please exchange gold coins for wine as soon as possible.]

[Warning! Warning! There is 0% of wine in the R Card Drunkard Ruiert’s jug. Please exchange gold coins for wine as soon as possible.]

An ear-piercing alarm suddenly rang in his ears.

This was the first time the system had actively prompted him that he needed to do something for the card.

When he heard what the system was saying, Qiao Xingnan’s pupils contracted slightly. If he remembered correctly, the system had said that if Ruiert’s jug was empty, then the next thing to be empty was his own wallet.

Previously, Qiao Xingnan asked the system what this phrase meant, and the system only said to let him explore on his own.

And when he asked Ruiert, as soon as Ruiert heard that his jug was empty, he started screaming that his wine would not be empty, as if he had lost his mind.

Qiao Xingnan was a little troubled instantly.

Who knows what Ruiert will do when there is no wine?

It would be best if Ruiert could directly use the gold coins he has in the system space to replenish his drink, but according to the system prompt just now, this was obviously not possible.

What Qiao Xingnan is worried about now is whether Ruiert will come in directly and ask for money or do other unpredictable things just to drink, and then his persona will definitely fall apart!

If he had known earlier, he should have forced the unhinged Ruiert to say how much wine he had left in his jug and replenish it in time instead of having an accident like now!

In just a few seconds, cold sweat had seeped out of Qiao Xingnan’s back, and the most urgent thing was to hurry up and find a way to go back to his room and get out of here.

A few steps away, the tyrant was still touching the snake’s head and telling him about the customs of Arilance. Qiao Xingnan’s face did not fluctuate, and his fingertips moved slightly as he tried to see Ruiert’s movements through the connection.

Asrit did not notice what Qiao Xingnan was thinking, and he compelled with a smile, “The people in the main city are friendly. I will introduce you to them when you go to the main city, and you should be able to mingle with them soon.”

“Okay.”

Qiao Xingnan nodded casually. On the surface, he listened intently to Asrit’s words, but in reality, his mind fell all the way to the door.

Through Zero’s sight, Qiao Xingnan could see what Ruiert was doing.

The man leaned against the pillar, his long silver-white hair hanging down at his side, his lips slightly pursed on his angular handsome face, and his fingers slowly knocking on his jug.

Huh, how come it feels like he’s much more composed than before?

Qiao Xingnan couldn’t help but look at Uncle Ster, trying to find out if it was his own illusion that he was like this.

However, Ster has his back to Ruiert and perfectly practiced the principle of out of sight, out of mind from the beginning to the end.

All right, relying on others is not as good as relying on yourself.

Qiao Xingnan knew that there was not much time left for him. On the side, Howard and Ilir seemed to be dealing with something and did not get too close to the three of them.

Qiao Xingnan was slightly relieved and subconsciously wanted to control Zero to take the uncontrollable Ruiert away, but before he could put it into action, Qiao Xingnan stopped moving.

Ruiert has not moved for the time being.

Who knows, if Zero took him away, it may cause Ruiert to lose control.

The most important thing he should do now is to go out as soon as possible and personally take Ruiert away. As the master, he will be a little more useful than Zero’s words.

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After deciding, Qiao Xingnan looked at Asrit, and although he didn’t listen to the tyrant seriously, he roughly understood what the other party meant.

To simply put, the tyrant intended to introduce him to a group of friendly people after going to the main city of Arilance.

It was impossible for Qiao Xingnan to believe the friendliness in the tyrant’s mouth. He directly replaced friendliness with trouble, and if he were to go to Arilance, he might be directly confronted by these troublesome people when the time came.

And the tyrant was probably trying to use himself to solve these troublesome people.

Of course, it was only Qiao Xingnan’s guess. He didn’t want to see the other side as bad, but a gloomy tyrant, even if he behaves mildly, is still an emperor. What is in the emperor’s heart, Qiao Xingnan can only guess in the worst way.

“Well, I’m looking forward to meeting them.”

Qiao Xingnan seemed to be looking forward to it and looked at the blond man in front of him with a good-natured smile.

Asrit also responded with a seemingly sincere smile.

The golden python that squinted for a long time at this time confusedly opened its green eyes, blankly looking at the dark-haired man in front of him. It crooked its head, ready to swim down to play.

Asrit took a slight side glance at it and threw it directly on the desk at the side.

Qiao Xingnan has been thinking about the situation outside. When he saw the interaction between the tyrant and the golden python, he paused for a few seconds, and then, while the tyrant was in a good mood, he hurriedly got up and offered to leave.

Asrit also did not keep Qiao Xingnan this time and let the other party leave after a polite word. Then, he looked at the back of Qiao Xingnan’s departure and suddenly gave a light laugh.

Under Mo Jin’s bewildered and dissatisfied sight, Asrit poked its head, “I wonder what Qiao will do to that group of fools in the main city when the time comes. I really look forward to it.”

When Qiao Xingnan opened the door and went out, the outside was still in that state just now.

The entire atmosphere around Ruiert seemed to sink down, and he actually seemed to hold up somewhat to the identity of the paladin.

Qiao Xingnan instantly sighed with relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, it’s very peaceful. Ruiert did not have an accident.

When he saw Qiao Xingnan come out, Howard walked over with Ilir and nodded slightly toward Qiao Xingnan before entering the study.

The surrounding silver-armored knights were standing at their posts, devoted to their duties, and their sight did not look directly at Qiao Xingnan’s side. However, Qiao Xingnan could still feel that they were always paying attention to this side.

Qiao Xingnan lowered his eyes, his steps calm and subdued. He passed a look to his cards without a trace and led them out of the place.

Originally, Qiao Xingnan was worried that Ruiert would not cooperate, but Ruiert quickly followed, and he instantly relaxed a little.

Qiao Xingnan lived in a relatively remote place. The emperor’s room was still a distance from Qiao Xingnan’s room, during which he will pass through the lush forest paths.

Qiao Xingnan’s mind was constantly mindful of the drunkard behind him who was short of wine. This place usually does not have knights on duty, but there are many attendants and maids coming and going, so Qiao Xingnan could only resist the idea of replenishing the wine to Ruiert.

As he quickened his pace, he tried to attract Ruiert’s attention so that he wouldn’t do anything that would collapse his persona.

“Ruiert, the one who led the way for us before is Howard. Do you think you can defeat him?” Qiao Xingnan’s expression remained unchanged, looking like he was merely chatting with the knight beside him, and the occasional maidservant passing by couldn’t hear their conversation because they didn’t dare to get close.

Because Qiao Xingnan spoke to him, Ruiert took two steps forward to Qiao Xingnan’s side, his tone was deep, but every word he said was much more credible than when he was drinking before, “Can’t beat it.”

Qiao Xingnan sighed in his heart and then cheered himself up. No problem, Ruiert is only level one and will only get stronger from there.

Ster looked down at Ruiert with contempt at his words and lightly chuckled, “Waste.”

Uncle Ster, don’t add fuel to the fire. With Zero between you, can’t you guys stop the desire to mock each other?