Chapter 93: Change

Al wasn't sure what to do anymore.

Whatever he wanted to do, he didn't have a proper reason to do. 

Whatever he wanted to do, he didn't have a proper way to.

Dilemma after dilemma.

He didn't know what to do anymore. Let alone how to do it. 

He could go back home- but how?

He could train here and get stronger but then what? And train with whom? Doing what?

What about his wives?

What about… him?

ARghh!!! Al screamed, gulping down the mug of ale.

Yes, he wasn't supposed to be drinking.

Sure didn't stop him though.

He just drank.

Who the fuck cared about the consequences?

Surely not him, that's for sure.

Froza stared, not knowing what to say, while Xaria drank some herself.

And the rest of the people in the bar?

They minded their own business.

After all, everyone was here to drink. Not discuss shits about their shit life.