บท 689: Comrades

Sargeras was currently drinking. A barrel tens of meters tall and could hold forty to fifty tons was only like a glass of beer in his hand.

After hearing what Roy said, he lowered his head and sneered. "Hmph! Osiris, are you here to mock me?"

"No…" Roy looked up and smiled. "Why are you drinking? Are you in a bad mood?"

Sargeras rarely drank alcohol. Be it when he was a titan before or a demon now, he didn't drink much. But now, he could down forty to fifty tons of alcohol at once, so it was no wonder that Roy guessed this.

Sargeras didn't answer Roy's question and changed the topic. "You disappeared for a long time this time…"

"I can't help it. There are some things that I can't control!" Roy spread his hands.

Sargeras didn't probe further. He put down the gigantic wine barrel and said, "Coincidentally, I have something to ask you!"