Chapter 12: Magic Encyclopedia
Rhodes managed to return unscathed after witnessing yet another round of wizard brawling.
By then, Cana had already disappeared, still hugging her barrel of booze like it was her life's greatest treasure.
Meanwhile Warm was fast asleep on his back, tiny belly exposed, snoring softly.
Makarov was sitting cross-legged nearby, a large snot bubble inflating and deflating from his nose with each breath.
Rhodes poked Warm's belly—no response.
He waved a hand in front of Makarov's face—still nothing.
"Why are they both sleeping so soundly?" he asked, puzzled.
Mira covered her mouth, laughing softly.
"Both of them got drunk off their feet thanks to Cana."
Rhodes glanced across the room at the wine-chugging menace, who was currently hunting down Macao for another drinking match.
"That woman is brutal."