Chapter 925 925: The Nectar

Chapter 925 Chapter 925: The Nectar

"And he's back, everyone. And pray tell, what did our cute little Riri discover?"

It did not ingreally take long for Riley to get back to the top floors of the tower. Unlike his previous run, he did not really take his time at all and just decided to blitz through the floors as fast as he could. That was no problem at all at the lower levels, but Riley actually had to put in some effort again on the upper floors — but of course, his strength may be lacking compared to the other combatants of the upper floors, but his durability was still another thing entirely.

He was more like a tank than anything.

"I discovered nothing, Miss Pepondosovich," Riley let out a small and subtle sigh as he returned to his table like he did not just climb the tower again, "But I do believe we are getting closer and closer to proving that time travel might truly exist."

"You know what I find weird?" Miss Pepondosovich let out a gasping breath as she rested her head on Marleen's arm; the smell of alcohol that was coming out of her mouth, exaggeratingly strong,

"We have the multiverse, we have the Primordials, we have Riri, we have the Domain of the Gods...

...and yet you're trying to figure out if Time Travel is possible? Of course, it is! Even if a Primordial tells you that it's not, it is. Everything is possible! I think the only thing we've learned in all our journey...

...is that everything is possible!"

"I am somewhat inclined to believe that when it is coming from you, Miss Pepondosovich," Riley nodded.

"You should, because I said it!" Miss Pepondosovich puffed out her tiny chest as she leaned away from Marleen's arm... and then once again chugging another bottle of alcohol, "And I think I might be drunk."

"All of us are. The Princess has been talking to herself since a while ago, and the baldie's out there somewhere talking to someone... or maybe he's one of the people currently fighting, I've lost track. All of us are drunk..." Marleen's eyes were almost dozing off as they very slowly turned to look at Riley, "...Except him — he hasn't drunk even a drop of alcohol in his life."

"What...!?" Miss Pepondosovich pointed at Riley, who was listening in on Esme whispering to herself, "That won't do, you need to drink alcohol right this instant!"

"I am already satisfied with my milk soda, Miss Pepondosovich," Riley quickly stood up from his seat as he made his way to the buffet table, only to return quickly; refilling all their snacks on the table. As soon as he sat back down, however, he found a bottle of beer in front of him.

"Drink."

"..." Riley could really only look ahead as Miss Pepondosovich stood behind the bottle of beer; her arms crossed and her eyes glaring at Riley, "I do not like the taste of alcohol, Miss Pepondosovich."

"I told you, it's not about the taste!"

"Everything should be about the taste, Miss Pepondsovich," Riley shook his head, "If fate wanted me to drink alcohol, they would have made it taste like milk soda."

"Riri... what are you doing?"

"I am mixing the Nectar with the milk soda, Miss Pepondosovich," Riley shrugged as he started combining the milk soda and the Nectar in a large mug.

"...You're already mixing drinks!?" Miss Pepondosovich could not help but widen her eyes as she looked at Riley.

"Perhaps I can combine all the things I like about them in one drink, Miss Pepondosovich," Riley nodded, "But I am still waiting to feel intoxicated. How exactly would I know that?"

"Your head starts to become... heavy?"

"Hm..." Riley started shaking his head several times, "...It is still the same as before, Miss Pepondosovich."

"...But that's already your 3rd bottle," Miss Pepondosovich's eyebrows began to lower as she looked back and forth between Riley and the empty bottles next to him, "Wait, don't tell me you're the one that's actually completely immune to being drunk!?"

"I suppose so, Miss Pepondosovich," Riley shrugged as he started gulping down the drink he just mixed.

"But that's boring! Ack!" Miss Pepondosovich once again leaned her head on Marleen, who already had her face buried on the table, "I was expecting something fun! And when are any of us going to fight!?"

"I am also slightly disappointed that I do not get to experience the fun and khk you and Marleen keep speaking of, Miss Pepondosovich," Riley just let out a small breath; not even bothering to wipe the foam around his mouth.

"P...Pft!" Miss Pepondosovich could not help but snort as she saw Riley's face, "You... you look like an old man, Riri! Marleen, Miss Esme... look, look!"

"Hm...?" Both Esme and Marleen turned to look at Riley... only to see him suddenly disappear.

"Ah, finally!" Miss Pepondosovich lightly let out a burp as she looked at the table to watch Riley's match, "Something to watch while having snacks and booze."

"This will be very entertaining," Marleen wiped and brushed her eyes as she focused on the table, "Riley's actually drunk."

"...Huh? What are you talking about?" Miss Pepondosovich raised her eyebrows, "He's totally fine."

"No... No, he's not," Marleen wanted to puke, "I was in his mind just earlier, that's why I'm totally wasted. The guy's drunk...

..and you don't wanna know what's inside his mind."