As usual, the bar was packed on a weekend night, especially after the construction workers wrapped up their shifts.
Most of them made a habit of stopping by the bar before heading home.
Especially when Euclair Village had only two operational bars, as the rest were still under construction.
But tonight was different. Three men sat at a table, drawing the attention of everyone in the room: the Saint, the Sanctus Iudex, and Cassius.
Their presence alone turned them into the night's spectacle, as no one dared to join them, given their esteemed status.
"You! Idiot! If you want to marry my daughter, you need to prove yourself in a battle of will—a battle of drinking beer!" Cassius bellowed, his voice slurring as his eyes half-closed. He was drunk.
"Yes, Father-in-law, I think you've already lost," Tritons responded with a bright smile.
"AAARRGGGHHH! Don't you dare call me that, you jerk!" he pointed accusingly at Sanctus Iudex.