Since Judge had already arrived, Rosse didn't stay long in Reiju's room.
Instead, he accepted Judge's invitation and went together to the banquet hall, to enjoy the dinner Judge had prepared for him.
The banquet hall was extremely luxurious. Though it was inside a mobile snail ship, a splendid banquet hall for a hundred people had been specially built.
Only, now in this spacious banquet hall, the only guest welcomed today was Rosse.
At this moment, the banquet hall was filled with the aroma of delicacies and the rich fragrance of wine, woven into a feast of sight and taste.
"Your Highness, back then Vegapunk obstructed my bloodline factor project. It was you who remembered my plan. The queen and I toast to you," Judge sat upright in the guest seat. If he hadn't discreetly given Sora a warning glance, Rosse might have truly thought he was a bold and forthright man.
Judge lightly raised the wine cup in his hand. That wine cup was a full liter in size, crystal clear, with the wine gently swaying inside.
"Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!"
The wine poured into his throat like a waterfall, drunk in one go, fully displaying the boldness and unrestrained nature of the king of the Germa Kingdom.
"Your Highness, the queen and I finished it all. You at your leisure."
"Your Highness, I toast to you," Sora seemed a bit nervous and uneasy. Receiving the slightly warning glance from Judge, although unwilling in her heart, she did not dare to refuse.
She reluctantly picked up the wine cup in front of her. That wine cup felt abnormally heavy to her. Sora's gaze lightly swept past Rosse. Meeting Rosse's concerned eyes, she seemed to feel much better.
Sora closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and forced herself to slowly pour the entire liter of wine into her stomach.
As the wine went down her throat, spicy with a hint of sweetness, it was undoubtedly a test for Sora, who normally never touched alcohol.
In just a moment, her face turned as red as the evening glow, and a misty sheen appeared in her eyes, her whole person exuding a gentle, slightly tipsy aura.
Her posture became even softer, her entire being radiating a unique charm, one that could evoke both protective instincts and destructive desires in others.
Rosse quietly admired Sora, without verbally responding to Judge's words, he only gently raised his glass and took a small sip.
For him to even drink one sip was already giving Judge face.
He more or less understood what Judge was trying to do, and a feeling he couldn't describe rose in his heart.
After seeing enough of these kinds of people, Rosse was starting to feel like he was a real human being.
'What a messed up world.'
'But, so good…'
"Your Highness, Vegapunk humiliated me in every possible way when I was with MADS. You took revenge for me. The queen and I toast to you again," Judge found another excuse, repeated the same gesture, and again drank the whole glass.
For someone like him, drinking a few liters of wine was just a game.
But after downing two glasses, Judge deliberately showed signs of drunkenness.
Sora this time didn't resist too much. Although she still wasn't used to it, after finishing another glass, she didn't seem to mind much anymore.
Following Judge's action, she too downed another glass of wine.
Under the influence of alcohol, Sora's face became even rosier, her whole body slightly swaying, her consciousness somewhat slipping into confusion.
Rosse smiled at the corners of his mouth, this time no longer touching his glass, just nodded toward the two of them.
"Your Highness seems out of wine. Queen, pour wine for His Highness," Judge shouted, feigning drunkenness. Under his fierce gaze, Sora's tipsy state cleared up a bit.
'Why… why humiliate me like this…', Sora pursed her lips, not really wanting to stand up.
It wasn't that she couldn't do this kind of thing, it was just that she simply didn't want to be so miserably ordered around by Judge in front of Rosse.
"HURRY UP!", Judge stood straight up, his angry gaze seemingly ready to devour Sora.
Whatever he was trying to do, Sora actually dared to disobey him, and that was something he could not tolerate.
"Judge, since Madam Sora is unwilling, just leave it be," Rosse squinted slightly, giving Judge a warning look.
Some things done in moderation are considered charming, Judge had gone too far.
The night was still long, and he wasn't a hasty man.
"Your Highness, sorry, I got a bit drunk just now," Even with Rosse speaking up for her, under Judge's threatening stare, Sora still lowered her head and stood up, holding the wine pot and walking toward Rosse.
She knew that as long as Rosse said a few words, he could resolve the crisis she was in now.
But Rosse had already helped her a lot, she truly didn't want Rosse and Judge to get into another conflict.
Besides, just pouring wine for Rosse, Sora didn't actually mind that.
If it were just the two of them in private, even if it wasn't mentioned, she would take the initiative to do it.
But, Judge was right here.
And, Judge was still her husband in name. She was still the queen of the Germa Kingdom.
'Can a man really go this far just to flatter someone?'
Under the effect of alcohol, Sora's body swayed a bit.
Rosse hadn't drunk much from his cup. Because of some thoughts and the alcohol's effects, Sora didn't notice and kept pouring even though the cup was already full.
"YOU IDIOT, what are you doing?", Judge's harsh scolding rang out again. Sora's whole body shivered, and she instinctively let go of the pot. The wine pot fell freely.
"Ah!", Sora cried out in alarm, instinctively trying to avoid the falling wine pot. But she was already in a dazed state, now even worse than an ordinary person.
As she dodged, her left foot stepped on her right foot, and she instinctively started to fall backward.
Thump!
Just as Sora closed her eyes, thinking she was about to hit the ground, she suddenly felt her arm being grabbed, and a powerful force pulled her body in another direction.
In the blink of an eye, she had already fallen into a man's embrace filled with masculine scent.
"Madam Sora, are you alright?"
Hearing Rosse's concerned words, Sora couldn't help but blush and quickly shook her head, "I'm fine, I'm fine!"
"You idiot! That wine was a fine vintage I had treasured for many years, now all spilled, and nearly on His Highness! Lick the wine off the table clean!", Judge lashed out again, his gaze at Sora seemingly filled with endless fury.
But in truth, when he saw Sora being pulled into Rosse's arms, his heart was filled only with delight.
As long as he could obtain Rosse's bloodline offspring, it didn't matter even if Sora was killed.
"I…", Sora's delicate face was full of grievance.
There had never been a moment as despairing as this.
Rosse, as an outsider, was constantly shielding her, while Judge, her own husband, continuously humiliated her in front of an outsider.
Feeling Rosse's arms tightening around her, Sora could roughly guess, Rosse was about to stand up for her again.
At this moment, the string that had always been tightly pulled in Sora's heart… completely snapped.
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