Chapter 394 - 393. Summons And Shadows (6)
By the time the meeting had concluded, Lord Snake and Lord Devil were thoroughly wasted, their cheeks flushed crimson as they giggled like schoolboys, tossing curses at the Golden Serpent and mumbling incoherently. Lord Hawke wasn’t far behind—he could barely keep his footing, swaying on the spot like a ship in stormy waters.
I exhaled slowly, folding my arms as I observed the sorry state of my vassals—three Underworld Lords, each feared and revered in their own right, now reduced to little more than drunkards at a roadside tavern. It would’ve been amusing had it not been mildly concerning.
I signaled to the attendants, who promptly appeared and moved to assist the inebriated Lords to their guest chambers.
"We’re staying the night?" Zach asked as he stumbled toward me, his eyes glazed but still twinkling with mischief.
"You can’t possibly leave in such a state, Lord Snake," I replied, arching an eyebrow and gesturing toward the other two. One attendant was practically carrying Lord Devil, who was slumped over his shoulder like a sack of grain, while another struggled to support the wobbling weight of Lord Hawke.
"I’m fine... I can still leave," Lord Hawke insisted blearily, only to double over as a loud burp escaped him. He pressed a hand to his mouth in embarrassment.
"Just rest for tonight," I said, glancing at Lord Devil—who by now had completely passed out, mouth slightly open, arms limp.
At that moment, a soft flutter of wings caught my attention. Nox swooped down gracefully and perched on my shoulder, his dark feathers gleaming faintly under the dim lights. I ran a hand gently along his back, letting his steady presence calm the absurdity of the moment.
The attendants began escorting the Lords away, but Jack—tasked with handling Zach—seemed to be having a particularly rough time. Zach was flailing, refusing to move, clearly not ready to end his night of revelry.
"Master!" he called out, dramatically reaching toward me as if he were being led to an execution.
"Yes, what now, Lord Snake?" I asked, my tone dry, arms still crossed.