As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

Since Xue Nuo heard the recommendation from others, it was also his first time to visit this store.

So the ordering was left to Roy.

When ordering, Roy carefully asked the waiter to replace the drinks in the set meal with juice.

Xue Nuo was a little surprised: "You don't drink?"

"Well, I don't really like drinking. I always feel a little embarrassed if I get drunk."

The corners of Jon Snow's lips curled up slightly, and his brows relaxed: "Mr. Roy is still a child after all."

From the elderly to the children, everyone in the Winter Empire loves alcohol. Their drinks are renowned for being far stronger than those of other nations in Viszea.

Roy laughed dryly twice and was speechless.

I am taking care of you, teacher!

That’s right, Jon Snow is an Imperial, but his alcohol tolerance is extremely poor and his drinking style is not very good.

The most important thing is that every time she got drunk or something, she would not remember the situation when she woke up the next day, but she had no self-awareness and always thought that she could drink a lot!

He's a bad guy, but he still thinks he's awesome.

Let me tell you a ghost story. In the original novel, Jon Snow's first awkward CG was when he was too drunk and pushed Alice, who came to take care of her, onto the bed and molested her.

He doesn't have the alcohol tolerance to stay intoxicated by the heroic spirit of an empire hero, but when he's drunk he behaves like an empire bandit, which is really shameful.

Of course Roy would not make a stupid mistake and let the other party get a drop of alcohol on him!

Although he found Roy's refusal to drink somewhat funny, Jon Snow felt a little more favorable towards him when he thought that he was just trying to maintain his demeanor.

Is this kid afraid of losing his composure in front of him if he gets drunk? That's quite considerate.

Whether from the perspective of an apprentice or a man, Roy is very outstanding.

As a direct apprentice, Jon Snow felt that the other party was impeccable.

But, can I really get the same evaluation in his eyes?

Thinking back on their time together today, Jon Snow didn't have that confidence.

When shopping, Roy would always return the favor. When visiting museums, he would chat with her and express his feelings. Even when they were riding a dragon around the Citadel, Roy, who had experience flying griffins, taught her how to ride a flying beast.

Today was supposed to be a day to take good care of him and help him relax, but in the end, it was me, as his mentor, who was the one being looked down upon.

Even now, when Roy praised the food, he would bring the topic to her hometown and show his longing when asking about the customs of the empire.

Jon Snow could see that this was a polite response based on emotional intelligence.

But even so, it did not affect her happiness.

Looking at myself, I can't do the same thing.

Whether it's shopping or companionship, they are all just experiences heard from others. I can't even come up with interesting topics and can only follow what the other person says.

The more he realized about this store, the more irritated Jon Snow became.

It was like some kind of blazing fire was slowly burning her heart.

However, today is not over yet.

In order to fulfill his mentorship responsibilities and give Roy a perfect Grace Day, Jon Snow still has one crucial step to take.

"Roy, there's going to be a church Holy Grace Gala in the central square soon?"

"Oh, I heard about it. There are snacks, drinks, fireworks, and cabaret performances, right? The church is really generous."

"Well, so, do you want to go and see it later?" Jon Snow asked calmly while cutting his steak, his tone as relaxed as if he was chatting about a trivial matter: "Let's go watch the fireworks, or go dance."

Roy's bite into the steak sank slightly.

He nearly bit his fork off.

Watching the fireworks is nothing.

But dancing and stuff...

No, no, no, no.

This seems a bit beyond the normal behavior between master and disciple, right?!

At that time, he was just retaliating against Winter to repay his provocation. Roy really didn't expect this to happen.

Logically speaking, Jon Snow should like girls...

But based on Charlotte and her friends' experience, it's hard to say how effective this setting is.

Uh, but when it comes to dancing, Jon Snow didn’t seem to say that he was dancing with himself?

At those informal free parties, you just go there and find someone you like and choose a dance partner, right?

...But even if it wasn't Jon Snow, it would still be very dangerous if Charlotte and the others found out about dancing with just any girl!

As dinner came to an end, it was time to go to the party, but Roy still couldn't think of a suitable excuse.

But at this moment, he found that there was something wrong with Jon Snow's expression.

His originally cold eyes became somewhat distracted, and his upright and elegant figure was also shaking slightly.

and......

Is she blushing a little?

Roy asked tentatively: "Teacher Xue Nuo, I see that you don't seem to be feeling well. How about I take you home?"

Unexpectedly, Jon Snow dropped his knife and fork with a bang, and the collision of cutlery scared Roy.

"No! No, go back!"

Roy's heart sank.

broken.

No matter how you look at it, this is...

"Mr. Snow, with all due respect, you seem drunk."

"Haha, Roy, are you looking down on the teacher? Besides, he hasn't even had a sip of wine, so how could he be drunk?"

Jon Snow leaned forward slightly, smoothed his silver hair back, supported his chin, but tilted his head. His beautiful pair of icy blue eyes seemed to melt, filled with a cuteness and charm that would never be seen in his normal appearance.

The imperial beauty, known for her conservative customs, didn't even notice that her movements at this moment made her chest look a little too full.

His tongue is tied, it's obvious that he is drunk!

I want to ask this too! Why can I get drunk without even taking a sip of alcohol?

Roy picked up the menu with a dark face and looked at it, but was shocked.

Beef stew in red wine, clams steamed in white wine, orange wine crepes...

What the hell is this menu? Can't I cook without wine?!

Besides, I didn't even taste the slightest bit of alcohol! Why would someone get drunk just by drinking a flavored drink?! Teacher, are you really from the Empire?!

"Teacher, calm down and listen to me. Actually, there was alcohol mixed in the food just now..."

"I told you, I'm not drunk!"

Jon Snow stood up angrily and shouted, which scared Roy so much that he choked.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go to the party!"

Jon Snow turned around and started to walk away, but after taking only two steps he fell backwards.

"Danger!"

Roy rushed forward and caught Jon Snow from behind, but unexpectedly the other party was too weak to straighten his back and fell into his arms.

Chapter 55: Unqualified Mentor

Caught off guard, Roy had to fall back into his seat to avoid physical contact.

But Jon Snow was so drunk that he only stopped his decline by crashing into his arms.

A cool fragrance fills my arms and silver threads brush my face.

Only then did Roy realize how revealing this ice-blue sleeveless skirt was.

The girl held his shoulders, and the skin of her slender and flawless arms, which were always hidden under her slim long skirt, inevitably stuck to him.

The beautiful face known as the Rose was right before his eyes, a face tinged with a faint blush, less frosty and more delicate. The sharp eyes that could scare off an offender with just a glance now shimmered like melting snow.

The waiter, who was already used to such scenes, thought it was just another lady taking advantage of her drunkenness to be intimate with the man she liked, so he did not go forward to disturb her.

But Roy's heart was about to explode with fear.

Three seconds ago, they still had a healthy master-disciple relationship.

It's only been three seconds, how come the style of the painting has changed!

There are no secrets in the aristocratic circle, especially here in public.

The scariest thing is, this is just the beginning.

You know, in the original novel, Jon Snow got drunk and killed Alice on the spot!

What if she couldn't help herself and did something strange to herself, and Charlotte and the others heard about it...

Roy's body trembled, and he dared not think about it anymore.

Jon Snow's vision was becoming increasingly hazy, but he still pursed his lips, squinted his eyes, and muttered persistently: "Go, go, go to the party..."

"Must go to the party..."

Why is this guy so obsessed with the party?!

"Otherwise... facial cleanser..."

The girl suddenly blurted out a terrible threat, which frightened Roy so much that he broke out in a cold sweat.

He's so drunk he's started talking nonsense!

Knowing that he couldn't reason with a drunk man, he could only laugh dryly and coax him: "Okay, okay, go away."

"Teacher Snow, let's go now."

The silver-haired girl calmed down after hearing this, grabbed his clothes, and forced herself to stand up.

The slender, bony, yet well-proportioned body rubbed against his body for a while, but Roy didn't dare to move.

After putting on his clothes, Roy took Jon Snow's coat from the waiter and wrapped it around her. Amidst the teasing and ambiguous gazes of the crowd, he had no choice but to escort the silver-haired girl out of the restaurant.

"Holy Grace Day, evening party, fireworks, dancing..."

"Yeah, right, right." Roy held her arm, supporting her body that seemed about to fall over at any moment: "Hold on a little longer, we'll be there soon."

In the carriage, Jon Snow stubbornly supported himself with his shaking head, muttering incoherently all the way.

Although it was a bit difficult to support Jon Snow, Roy had to be thankful that the other party was just drunk enough.

He could still walk, but he was dizzy and drunk.

It was not until she arrived at the teacher's apartment, took the key from her and opened the door, and the silver wolf [Xiaobai] who passed by to meet her took her into the bedroom and put her on the bed to sit, that she suddenly opened her eyes as if waking up from a dream.

The silver-haired girl looked around blankly.

Everywhere you look, it's cold, quiet, dull and boring.

The joyful sound of fireworks has already sounded, but it comes from the original location, intermittently. All that can be seen outside the window are a few small, blurry points of light that are blocked by the academy's barrier.

Jon Snow stared out the window for several seconds before looking at Roy again. He whispered softly but with effort, a bitter question that didn't sound like a question uttered from his throat.

"This isn't a party...?"

The girl's eyelashes were wet by the mist, and she was about to cry, as if she had suffered some kind of huge and unbearable betrayal.

Roy suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.

In the original work, Jon Snow is definitely not someone who cares about a party, but even if he is slow-witted, he can see that the Grace Day party is of great significance to Jon Snow.

He half-knelt down in front of Jon Snow and said softly, "Teacher Jon Snow, you are a little drunk."

"Go to bed early. You won't be able to have fun at the party if you're like this. You're the daughter of an imperial duke and a teacher at a magic academy. You can't let anyone see you losing your composure. Of course, it's my fault for not noticing the alcohol in the food."

"So, I will definitely make it up to you later."