259: Request of the Shadow Dragon

The Maid was horrified as Azekiel asked her to leave the wine bottle behind. It implied that her service wasn't good enough. She couldn't help but think that she was going to be punished. 

Azekiel took the bottle from her hand and placed it on the table himself. "I told you. I don't need any service. And if you're so eager to help, help that girl. It doesn't look like she's doing good at the moment."

Even with his careless attitude, he subtly commanded the maid to help Yulia, who was struggling to even walk. 

"B-but I..."

Azekiel glared at the young lady, sending a shiver down her spine. "If you don't leave me alone in the next sixty seconds, I might have to take other actions. As I said if you have nothing better to do, help your friend."

He poured the wine into the glass himself. 

The Shadow Dragon also sat next to him, looking at the tasty drink that Azekiel was having.