Athan was drunk in the bar as he stood on the stool.
The bartender was quite nervous because Athan had already drunk fifty glasses of wine in ten hours, and that's 25,000 high-grade chaos stones.
'Holy crap, he can pay that much, right? Or is he lost in a drunken stupor, so he continuously orders wine glasses regardless of his capacity?'
Athan was reliving his memories of his uncle and aunt in his drunken state as they had raised him since he was a little kid.
When he went to Earth that day, he didn't even cry, or he did? Anyway, he felt that he didn't feel enough remorse because of his unstable mental state at that time.
does anyone remember Zangeer? I mentioned him in previous chapters but only once. xD