I Abandoned the Male Lead Who Cheated with the Villainess - Chapter 25
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Ivonne, who could no longer endure, pushed away Hamel’s hand and decided to speak up.
At that moment, when Ivonne’s normally calm and composed mind, which viewed every situation objectively as if looking at a framed picture, was boiling, a low voice flowed in like cool water.
“I’ll drink it.”
Startled, Ivonne turned around.
“…Rix.”
The owner of that voice was none other than Rix, who, despite being the supposed protagonist of this gathering, had been quietly sitting in a corner. Although he had been pushed back by the men who were waiting to sit next to Ivonne, when exactly did he manage to secure the adjacent seat?
“Well, well? You? Why?”
“Black Knight.”
When Ivonne looked around the visibly empty gathering, Rix, with a smooth yet firm gesture, squeezed in between Hamel and Ivonne. Without hesitation, he lifted Ivonne’s glass.
“Just a moment—”
Before Hamel could say anything, Rix emptied Ivonne’s glass in one go.
“Huh….”
Hamel was dumbfounded. As if nothing happened, Rix raised his hand.
“Two more, please.”
Then, without asking, he ordered Hamel’s portion as well and started to compete with him. All of this happened in the blink of an eye, unfolding without any chance of refusal.
Hamel was speechless. In fact, he had never liked Rix from the beginning.
‘Did he really dare to take the seat next to Ivonne I carefully worked so hard for while I was in another department?’
The seat had been forcibly arranged by Hamel to suppress the other male employees. He said it was a goal to create a more horizontal atmosphere within the organization.
However, the unexpected had happened overnight, as an unforeseen factor rolled into that empty space he had created. It was hard not to be angry.
‘Heh, I don’t know who the backer is, but I am the third son of Count Isoldent.”
If people were to ask where the most prominent magical artifacts in the Sortanic Empire were, everyone would likely point to the central aristocracy, the Isoldent family.
The Isoldent family not only possessed numerous magical artifacts but also had exceptional wizards capable of creating artifacts so valuable that they were treated as commodities. No matter how skilled a wizard was, when magical power flow was obstructed, they were no different from ordinary civilians. The magical restriction system was developed by the Isoldent family.
From Hamel’s perspective, who bore the burden of such a family, seeing Rix, who looked book smart but drank alcohol like a pirate, was quite irritating.
‘Why are you drinking that alcohol, you scoundrel!’
Ivonne should be the one getting drunk, but it seemed like this person was getting drunk instead. In his anxiety, Hamel unknowingly trembled in his legs.
‘I can’t even slip in the medicine with you sticking so close.’
Hamel, who had planned to take Ivonne out, taking advantage of the time when the employees left their seats, found Rix’s interference particularly unpleasant.
‘Heh, do you even know my nickname?’
He had a strong tolerance and a quick recovery from alcohol. Even if the alcohols were mixed, it didn’t affect him much. Even if it did, he would sober up quickly, avoiding defeat in most drinking contests.
‘This might actually work out well. It’s good to assert dominance once in a while.’
Having organized his thoughts, Hamel intentionally smiled more brightly and said, “Hahaha! Alright, alright. Yeah, it’s good to have someone to compete with! How about I properly congratulate you once?”
Hamel boasted, taking away the glass brought by the waiter. Then, he started mixing the distilled spirits that another employee had ordered earlier.
Seeing this, Ivonne furrowed her brows, but Rix remained expressionless. Hamel, raising the challenging liquor towards Rix, called out to Ivonne.
“Surely, you wouldn’t dishonorably leave the Black Knight behind, would you?”
Although it was a playful remark, the implied meaning was too vulgar. Ivonne, chewing on the curse hanging on the tip of her tongue, smiled slyly.
“Of course not. Even though I’m a commoner, I still have some honor to request from the knight.”
Ivonne’s words had a bite to them. So, no matter how noble Hamel was, it meant that he couldn’t forcibly impose requests on her.
However, the somewhat intoxicated Hamel couldn’t interpret this properly and lifted the glass as it was. Although he drank with a lively appearance, the liquor flowing from the corners of his lips was vulgar.
‘He must have spilled half of it.’
It had been a while since she felt nauseated by watching someone drink. Trying to keep a straight face, Ivonne turned her head slightly. Compared to Hamel, Rix was calmly moving his Adam’s apple, emptying his glass. The situation inevitably invited comparisons between Hamel and Rix.
While Ivonne cast an uncomfortable gaze at Hamel, she also worried about Rix.
“Rix, don’t push yourself too hard. I’m fine,” Ivonne whispered as Hamel ordered a large amount of alcohol.
If things got out of hand, she could use magic to make him sleep and escape. However, Rix only stole a glance at her and remained silent.
Why was that?
Ivonne found the man’s back, silently drinking with his half-turned shoulders, incredibly reassuring. Despite not knowing anything about his alcohol tolerance, she felt much more reliable than the seemingly weak man Ivonne had supported.
“He really seems like a knight….”
Due to that thought, Ivonne unintentionally mumbled.
However, whether he heard it or not, Hamel, whose mood was rising, continued to force strong liquor on Rix.
[Black Knight is a term used as someone who took the drink for another person who was forced to drink]
