Mimi Huhu opened her eyes in pain and seemed to have no intention of stopping.

The first time Sam came to his senses, he felt his face hurt and hot.

He tried to struggle, but he was exhausted.

"There's nothing wrong with my potion. It's probably because he was too drunk."

Vincent slapped him twice more, and then pushed him to the chair with some hesitation.

It's so red that Bradley will be very happy to see it.

"ass——"

"Pa" is another big mouth.

Sam, who didn't curse, glared angrily at the cloaked man in front of him.

He has no grudges, so why slap him so many times?

"Ma'am, how much does the drink cost?"

"A total of 1 Galleons and 13 Sickles."

Vincent took the change and said, "I'm really sorry for today. I promise he will never do this again in the future."

"It's okay." Rosmerta picked up a hot towel and said

"Mr. Chavez, it will be much better if you apply this on your face."

As she put a hot towel on him, Sam suddenly remembered something.

The only ones who knew he had gone to England were the Wayne family, and the only one who asked him to come here today was Vincent.

"Wayne!?"

"Pah, pah, pah—"

With the hot towel on my shoulder, it really didn't hurt as much as before.

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Chapter completed!