The UnHeroic Hero

Arad sighed, mentally exhausted. His wives kept it in moderation, and when Jack got drunk, it wasn't this bad.

He looked down, seeing Matilda still latched to his leg. It was almost three hours, and she only got drunk. Each time she gets sober a bit, she makes another stamina potion, gulp it down as a test, and gets even more hammered.

"Aron! Say… ARON!" She rubbed her face on his leg, latching onto his clothes with her claws.

"Everyone, this is all for today. Please keep the recipes in mind. You'll need to use them as a base to make stronger potions. And might be in your tests." Lucia looked at them with a smile.

"Teacher, take her away from me." Arad pointed at Matilda.

Lucia approached him, extending her hand to Matilda.

Matilda hissed at her, swinging her claw, and Lucia barely dodged. "Oh, my. She's feisty." She looked at Arad. "Aron, can you take her to the girl's dorm?"

"Why me?" Arad stared at Lucia.