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."
"…"
"You're cautious. I like that. But the fact you accepted the glass in the first place… I'll take that to mean we're aligned in thought, yes?"
"Of course."
