Chapter 66 Emotional Damage

This time, I did not stop them. I let them eat and drink as much as they wanted, until everyone slumped on the tables or the ground in a drunken stupor, falling asleep. Touworth had already left beforehand. He was a disciplined warrior. No matter how relaxed he was, he would not allow himself to lose control. After a few rounds of drinks, he decided to leave. Some of the new recruits that Touworth brought over had gotten themselves drunk here as well, while the others followed Touworth's example, keeping control of themselves as they left. I looked at all the drunken people around me, and I found myself drinking some more as well. After all, it was an occasion to be celebrated. As I rode my horse to the castle, I saw two figures in the distant garden after I put the horse into the stable. Looking closer, I realized they were people I knew. I suddenly found myself sobering up. That was because one of them was Vincent, and the other was Diana. That sight suddenly caused