"Lively?" Rory was on the verge of losing her mind. And this man actually called it lively?
"Stop joking around," she snapped. "Hurry up and catch the two of them for me."
If those two were allowed to keep this up, the Water Domain really would end up at war with the Central District.
Yuel bit back his laughter, stepped on Paros several times to keep him pinned, then reached into his space ring and pulled out a bag made of some unknown material.
He grabbed Jasper and stuffed him straight into it.
Next, he took out a cage and tossed Vincent inside as well.
Then, without care, he dumped both of them toward the stairway.
Only then did he turn to look at the utterly miserable Paros lying on the floor and ask Rory in a low voice, "What exactly happened?"
The estate itself was intact—this didn't look like a proper fight.
Rory explained helplessly, "They drank the fruit wine I brewed. They're all drunk."
Wine? Yuel didn't even know what that was.
