Chapitre 194: Failed Chameleon

"That's enough already!" Fritz scolded Laura as she continued to finish yet another bottle of wine. "Look at you all getting wasted!"

As if in defiance, Laura intentionally burped out loud as she giggled in front of Lord Fritz like a mad woman. In response, the man kept his calm composure as he watched her drink to her heart's content, using his fan to casually cover his mouth as he scoffed at her.

"That thing again?" she sneered as he occasionally fanned himself. "Why do you always bring that fan with you?"

"Well, this fan has a very sentimental value to me apart from it being my favorite weapon," Fritz casually replied. "It's like how you have your sword with you all the time."

"Oh, is that so? How I would love to watch you fight using that fan then," Laura chuckled in her drunken voice before she noticed the time. "Ah, it's past midnight now. I should head out, milord."