Unconsciousness (1)

The bright red wine covered the bottom of the glass, appearing especially beautiful in the clear crystal cup.

"Beautiful!" Elaine exclaimed, twirling her glass as if admiring the most beautiful work of art.

"It's not just beautiful, the feeling of the sweet wine entwined with your lips and tongue is the most beautiful," Drogo smiled and replied.

When he went downstairs earlier, he had handed ten gold coins directly to the owner, asking for the best food and wine in the restaurant. The owner did not disappoint him.

"Really?"

Elaine's shining eyes were a bit hazy. She was already thirteen years old this year, but had never tasted wine before. Although the aroma of the wine already made her feel intoxicated, the fear of drinking it for the first time also crept up.

After gently shaking the crystal glass, she finally brought it to her delicate lips. With a light movement of her wrist, the bright red wine flowed into Elaine's mouth under Drogo's gaze.

Drinking alcohol was enjoyable, liberating, and comfortable, but Drogo had never realized that watching someone else drink, especially such a lovely little girl, could also bring a special sense of beauty.

Upon tasting the wine, Elaine followed Drogo's instructions and did not hastily swallow it down. Instead, she let the wine linger in her mouth and swirl around her tongue until she thoroughly savored its fragrance before finally enjoying the pleasure of drinking it.

"Ah, it's really fragrant!"

With her eyes opened wide, Elaine's gaze sparkled with a unique light.

"Haha, I told you it was fragrant. We're lucky, this restaurant's wine is excellent, at least as good as a forty-year-old Lafite."

"A forty-year-old Lafite? What's that? Is that the name of the wine?"

The unfamiliar name piqued Elaine's curiosity, but Drogo simply nodded, shook his head, and didn't explain further.

How else could he explain it? Saying that Lafite is a type of wine among many? Even if he did, the little girl wouldn't understand, and this will ultimately become his secret.

"But it really is beautiful, I feel like I'm back in the Silver Wing Valley..."

Unlike her usual sensitive self, perhaps due to the influence of alcohol, Elaine didn't notice Drogo's hesitation. Lost in her own admiration, she raised her crystal glass once again and downed its contents in one gulp.

Drogo was taken aback by her straightforward and intoxicated behavior.

"Something's not right. Even people who drink for the first time, even with low alcohol content like this, usually have some special reaction. It's rare for someone to be able to appreciate the beauty of wine the first time they drink it."

The following changes only intensified Drogo's surprise. When he would tease the little girl, her face would often turn adorably red, but now it was completely flushed, a state only seen in drunkenness.

And Elaine's demeanor seemed to be in a state that Drogo couldn't understand. Drogo had been drunk before, and had seen others drunk, but they were all different from Elaine now. Putting aside whether a mere drop covering the bottom of a glass would be enough to make someone drunk, even if someone was drunk, they would either go crazy and continue to drink, or they would just fall down and snore.

But now the little girl, aside from her face turning a deep shade of red, didn't change her position even after raising the crystal glass. Her beautiful eyes were slightly narrowed and focused on Drogo, as if she had something to say.

But that was just surface level. Drogo, who was sitting opposite Elaine, was clear that her pupils weren't even focused on him. She wasn't staring at him at all. This kind of scene was more like a person being deeply lost in thought and absent-mindedness, and shouldn't have happened to someone who was drunk.

"Elaine, what's wrong?"

This sudden change made Drogo nervous.

The little girl was not just his partner, their shared adventures and hardships along the way had made her an irreplaceable companion.

Even more than just partners, there was another unique feeling between them.

Elaine, who was in a strange drunken state, did not answer Drogo. She didn't even show any signs of hearing his question. It was as if she hadn't heard him at all.

This made Drogo even more nervous, and he stood up directly. With a flash of his body, he was next to Elaine. His first reaction was to grab Elaine's shoulders with both hands.

"What's wrong? Say something? No... why is it so hot?"

Drogo's hands were on Elaine's shoulders, and he had only asked half a question when he cried out in surprise.

It was no longer accurate to describe the heat emanating from Elaine's body as just hot. A surging heat flowed into Drogo's body through the hands that were pressing against Elaine's shoulders. Even with his body modified by magic flame, the heat was still difficult for Drogo to bear.

Drogo was shocked, and only now did he remember the thing he had overlooked earlier. The little girl had said she had never drunk alcohol before. But this was not normal. Even a thirteen-year-old girl in this world could not have never drunk alcohol before. The fact that the little girl had rarely seen alcohol meant that someone was intentionally keeping it away from her.

But the little girl was the princess of the fox tribe. Who could really restrict her except for her father, the king of the fox tribe? And to put such an unusual restriction on his own daughter, there must be some reason behind it.

"Could it be that there's something wrong with Elaine that prevents her from drinking alcohol?"

Drogo did not know that his guess was not far from the truth. In fact, the fox tribe certainly did not lack alcohol, and the little girl only had that feeling because the fox people were always careful not to let her come into contact with alcohol.

Elaine was different from other fox tribe children even before she was born. She had been carried in her mother's womb for twenty months, while a typical fox person, like a human, had a normal pregnancy of ten months.

Being in the womb for twenty months made the fox king worried about his child and even had thoughts of giving up on her for some reason. In the end, it was only due to her mother's insistence that Elaine was born successfully.