Chapter 194: Failed Chameleon
"That’s enough already!" Fritz scolded Laura as she continued to finish yet another bottle of wine. "Look at you all getting wasted!"
As if in defiance, Laura intentionally burped out loud as she giggled in front of Lord Fritz like a mad woman. In response, the man kept his calm composure as he watched her drink to her heart’s content, using his fan to casually cover his mouth as he scoffed at her.
"That thing again?" she sneered as he occasionally fanned himself. "Why do you always bring that fan with you?"
"Well, this fan has a very sentimental value to me apart from it being my favorite weapon," Fritz casually replied. "It’s like how you have your sword with you all the time."
"Oh, is that so? How I would love to watch you fight using that fan then," Laura chuckled in her drunken voice before she noticed the time. "Ah, it’s past midnight now. I should head out, milord."
Watching her drunkenly stand up, Lord Fritz was quick to aid her after she intentionally swayed from where she stood. She wasn’t actually drunk. In fact, she had a high tolerance for alcohol. It was only that right now, she wanted to pretend to be drunk to get even with this lord.
To think that he already knew about her disguise and yet he acted like he didn’t... Her face crumpled as she recalled how much effort she put into her act while she was together with this man. He was probably laughing at her while she was talking big to him like she was actually a male warrior.
’This bastard,’ Laura inwardly grumbled as she put a lot of weight on her body.
"What is wrong with you? Do you think you’re not heavy?" Fritz complained under his breath as he held her up by her arm. "Why drink more than what you can handle?!"
"Oh, thank you for getting my horse for me, Lord Fritz!" Laura exclaimed as she then hastily jumped onto his back.
"What the?!"