Davey felt a deep sense of betrayal toward Hercules. 0

Bang!!0

After returning from Iro’s hideout, he quietly picked up a bottle of wine to chug. He was about to open it, but then roughly put it back down. The thought of breaking his promise to quit drinking gnawed at his conscience, but the urge to escape reality was strong nonetheless. He knew he had to keep his promise, no matter how rough it was for him at the moment.0

Just as he was about to store the bottle away, he paused.0

‘What's the point of keeping promises if everything seems doomed anyway? Should I drink or not?’0

As he contemplated, a voice interrupted him.0

“I heard you quit drinking. You still couldn’t keep yourself from drinking and breaking your sobriety? We call people like you alcoholics.”0

Davey turned to see Kathryn sitting with her legs crossed, twirling a wine glass with a smile on her face.0

“Grand Duchess Kathryn. If you haven’t noticed, we are in the middle of a trilateral meeting.”0

"Ah, my apologies. Sorry. Ahahaha,” she said, smiling brightly as she put down her glass.0

Despite her playful tone, Davey knew it was her unique way of negotiating.0

"Alright. Then let’s discuss what we’re going to do with that damned bastard.”0

The Kingdom of Rowane and the Lyndis Empire were the ones who could claim full authority over him. At least, that would normally be the case. Unfortunately, according to the Duke’s journal, there were instances of him kidnapping all classes of people across many locations, regardless...0