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... nk after just a few drinks?"
Bryson sat by the long table, helplessly and cautiously dealing with the knight: "Sir Knight, it's you who are drunk."
"Nonsense, let me see, let me see if you're drunk?" Adrian leaned half his body on Bryson's shoulder, making it hard for him to breathe.
Meanwhile, Ansel had already grown impatient, frequently glancing out the window. He had thought it would just be a simple meal, but it had dragged on for two hours and wasn't finished yet. < ...
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