Chapter 180: Wine Drinking (1/2)
”Who is she?” Amene asked Lawrend intently.
”She is actually my maid. She is quite good at taking care of kids. I think she will be a good mother in the future,” Lawrend said to her as he looked up at the ceiling in recollection.
It was like yesterday when he met her. Although they didn't have a good start, what matters is that she's now his.
”A maid?”
Amene tilted her head in confusion. She then sat on the chair beside Lawrend.
”Mm. She takes care of my needs, and since I saved Feli, I had her take care of her,” Lawrend replied to her.
”Is that what all she needs to do?” Amene asked Lawrend.
”Why? You're interested in becoming one of my maids?” Lawrend asked her in surprise.
She was basically offering herself to him.
”Maybe?”
Amene smiled at him slightly.
Hearing her enigmatic response, Lawrend's heart couldn't help but beat up fast. There was a chance that he would actually get a catgirl maid.
”What took you so long?” The Tribal Chief asked Kein who just returned carrying five wooden cups in his hands.
”A mouse was crawling inside your house, Tribal Chief,” Kein replied.
”Tch. You took care of it?” The Tribal Chief asked in displeasure.
”I did. It was pretty fast too,” Kein replied as he placed the wooden cups on the table.
”You should have left it for me. I haven't caught one in a while. Sigh,” The Tribal Chief sighed drearily.
Hearing their discussion, Lawrend had an awkward smile on his face. He could understand that they were catmen, but isn't that too cat-like!?
”Tribal Chief, how did a mouse get into your house?” Amene asked him curiously.
”I guess I'm becoming more senile. Anyways, let's drink the wine,” The Tribal Chief said to them.
He grabbed the lid of the small wine barrel and popped it off. The strong smell of the fruit wine instantly filled the whole house.
”Wow! That's a pretty strong wine,” Lawrend exclaimed in surprise.
It was like he drank the wine into his nose when he smelled it. The wine was dark red in color.
”Hahahahaha! Back in the day, I drink this like water. Nowadays, due to lack of supply, I could only drink it on special occasions,” The Tribal Chief boasted to him with a smile.
”You're a drinker?” Lawrend asked in mild surprise.
It wasn't obvious that the Tribal Chief was a drinker. Lawrend would have never known about it if he never told it to him.
”Yes. This is a fruit wine I made myself. I can assure you that it tastes good,” The Tribal Chief nodded his head with a wide grin on his face.
”Can I try some?”
Lawrend became curious about its taste after hearing his boasts.
”Here!”
The Tribal Chief raised the small wine barrel and filled Lawrend's cup.
Lawrend lifted the cup and smelled it closely.