Bab 341: Dwarven Kingdom capital

After another banquet filled with alcohol, they rested up and woke up early in the morning to get ready to head to the Dwarven Kingdom capital to see the Dwarven King.

Ivar had said that he wanted to forget his troubles and enjoy the good alcohol while he could that he binge drunk that much.

For any normal human, that would have been an amount that was enough to cause liver failure.

However, for a dwarf like Ivar, he wasn't even hungover the next morning.

I really had to admire the dwarf's tolerance for alcohol.

As for the rest of us…we were not just a bit hungover.

Ivar dragged the rest of us into drinking with him, so we had to drink with him.

Drinking with a dwarf really was a fight to the death since he didn't know when to stop and he was never truly drunk. As long as there was enough alcohol, he would drink until it was all gone.

So for humans with their limited liver capacities, they would never be able to win.