Chapter 66 - Not the Only One With Insurance
The Goblin King, despite looking like a snake, gave off a surprisingly hearty and jovial air. He didn't feel like the type to be putting on a facade. In fact, it was the sort of presence that made you think—maybe he doesn't even need to lie.
"Care for a drink?"
"I won't refuse."
Pete, technically still underage, wasn't familiar with alcohol. But the way he accepted the glass—smooth, composed—there wasn't even a hint of inexperience.
Perfect acting.
The two clinked their wine glasses together. The wine, red as blood, sloshed like waves in a storm.
Pete didn't take a sip.
Even if it had been plain water, he wouldn't have drunk it right away.
The Goblin King narrowed his eyes and said,
"There's no poison. You can drink it."
"…"