I Became a Childhood Friend With the Villainous Saintess

Chapter 68: Northern Mountains (1)

The next day, Sirien was suffering from a hangover.

Though not as bad as the day before, she still couldn’t avoid sleeping in late. Her temples throbbed as she pressed them with her fingers.

It was the most haggard I’d seen Sirien in recent memory.

And no wonder—she’d gotten drunk out of her mind after drinking heavily for the first time in ages.

In a way, she was just paying the appropriate price.

“Ah, good morning… Razen. Did you sleep well?”

“Yeah, I slept just fine.”

“Oh, that’s good. Ugh, my head hurts.”