Chapter 354 Shooting Himself In The Foot!-1



They talked about the club for a while, it would take few days before preparation was complete so they went to better things. It was time to enjoy the food and drinks!

It's been few hours already, Sibylla who had gone to the University was back after finishing her work. It didn't take long for her to find Samuel and Paige.

Seeing there was a full blown party going on, she quickly joined by taking the seat next to Samuel. Everyone was surprised seeing a strange girl approach so brazenly.

" Umm.."

" Oh, sorry, this is Sibylla, Paige's friend." Samuel said introducing her to everyone.

" Hold on! Am I not your friend too?" Sibylla was surprised by his nonchalant greeting.

" I haven't decided yet. I have to weigh in pros and cons because you were a walking disaster." He shrugged. No lies were told!

" How can you say that? Isn't it normal to accept a Princess' goodwill? We were fine in the morning!" She harrumphed, Samuel was really hateful when he was mean.

" I know you are telling him that because he has money to spend! You gluttonous princess! even now you can't filling your mouth! How are you not fat!?" Paige made snide comment from the other side.

" G-gluttonous! No one ever said something so mean to me!" Thus a cat fight ensued while others' still processed what was happening.

Sibylla must have a special background to go head to head with both Samuel and Paige. Even though they were friends with both of them, they needed to show certain level of courtesy on their behalf. There was definitely a unspoken hierarchy among the elites.

" Excuse me?" Joseph decided to interrupt Samuel who was enjoying his food without a care in the world.

Samuel looked at them and immediately knew what they were curious about. Of course he bluntly told them and again properly introduced Sibylla's identity to everyone. They were very surprised knowing the truth, many of them had never met a proper royalty, an actual Princess? must be nice!

She was second princess of Swedish Royal family, which was unlike many other nation was an authentic title. Sweden was also a very powerful nation in Europe which meant her background was comparable to Samuel and Paige, it might even be a little better as none of them were aristocrats.

Not only young master was a excellent driver, his looks were incomparable and his family background was deep. It was not surprising that he would have these kind of friends. There was some envious gazes but what could they do? They could only drink their sorrow away or they could tease him?

Everyone tactfully decided, to give proper toast to Samuel. They only did it in good faith and wanted to see his limit.

In the face of so many second generation's toasts, Samuel quickly began to feel overwhelmed. It was only beer but in large doses it was fatal.

Paige and Sibylla helped Samuel block few cups, they saw he was getting demolished and wanted to ease some of his burdens but there was just too may of them!

In addition when they saw their kind gesture for some reason they became even more irritated. They were still debating about his and Paige's relationship but he suddenly threw a Princess in the mix? They were not nobody, how come they didn't have such luck? And why were they so open about everything? It just added fuel to fire.

Many of them who were still watching from the sidelines also joined the fray. Today they would find our his limit, maybe he could share his secret when he got drunk? They began to see some hope at the end of the tunnel too.

" Is it me or you are filling mine to the brim?" Samuel said with a wry smile. Glasses kept lining up just as he would finish one and they made sure to 'fill' it up.

" It's just your imagination brother. Today we will drink to the end of time! Cheers!" Seeing him getting weak, their vigor rose to new heights. He was just one man, sooner or later the ants would topple this giant elephant!

" Hold on. I will pour few glasses too. Let's enjoy and drink slowly." He was worried someone would get sick as they were drinking too fast.

" Nonsense, we are just getting started. Everyone drink up! Don't let young master keep waiting." They roared.

Paige who was familiar with Samuel's capacity saw his expression. If it went on like this he would surely make a mess, it also didn't help when her friends were bullying him so relentlessly.

What they didn't know that he was holding back a lot. After his first drinking fiasco he gained many new titles that was helping him through this ordeal. It was one versus the world right now, Paige and Sybilla could only help so much, they were not great at drinking.

" This is getting boring. It's a great beer but something is missing." Samuel waved his hand signalling them to stop. They thought they had finally won but his next words dropped on them like a giant bomb!

" Can someone bring something stronger? I think premium vodka would be good. What do you guys think?" He waved his hands domineeringly. The change in the atmosphere was evident, today he was going to teach these clowns a strict lesson that they would surely remember for the next few days!

" Wait! Are you sure?" Paige asked from the side. She was surprised to see him suddenly doing fine. Was he doing some trick she didn't know about? How can he 'fight' so many people head to head and talk about switching to something stronger?

She vividly remember when they went to the bar last time. Their group drank four bottles of Hennessy which was enough to knock everyone out. She still couldn't forget the 'pain' in the back that she had to endure through for days!

None of them knew about his capacity other than Paige, they only saw him acting haughty while ordering large selection of vodka.

When the drink came, they involuntarily read the label. Alcohol content more than fifty percent? It's what the older people used to drink as they were numb to light stuffs. Was Samuel a god of drinking?

" Samuel, are you the descendant of legendary Dwarf Clan?" One of them asked.

" Dwarf? What's that?" Paige had never heard about it. Most of them didn't they only stared at the person who said it so bravely. Was he already drunk?

" It's fictional race closely associated for their love of drinking but their most vital skill is their weapon and smilty mastery. They are usually short in stature which influenced their naming." Surprisingly someone answered it. 

Samuel looked to the side and it was Sibylla who looked like she was reciting her lecture or something? Everyone was surprised to know that the Princess was into these sort of stuff.

If they could they would happily debate over it but the drink was waiting. Some also noticed Samuel's blushing face, was it some ploy to get them to back off? Was he bluffing?

They looked amongst themselves, their strength was in numbers. Even if each one of them drank only few cups, Samuel had to go down right? What's there to be afraid off if they went by this logic?

They had to drink! The waiter brought few more bottles.

" Not enough! Bring double this amount, we are all serious, right gentleman?" Samuel ordered again. He was going all out!

Paige on the other hand was impressed by his performance but she couldn't do anything. If he wanted to go out like this, who was she to stop him? She crossed her arms around her chest with a light sneer on her face.

She entered the theater mode waiting for a great show!

" It would be no fun if we don't get messy right? Come! one by one, each one of us will drink directly from the bottle. Let's see who comes out of top!" Samuel flipped open the bottle waiting for his opponent with a smile on his face.

They were intimidated but there was always someone who didn't fear death! For this time it was Joseph.

" I'll do it." He went first, wasn't it just vodka? He had plenty of experience as he was few years older. He was sure he would beat him.

Samuel knew if he didn't have system's help he would be done. Joseph didn't look that bad after having many glasses of beer. He could definitely hold his liquor. 

Just like that, it was time for a showdown. Joseph picked up his bottle and with flick of his wrist undid the lid. They both looked at each other calmly and simultaneously moved the top of the bottle toward their lips. 

It was on, the liquid keep pouring but neither of them broke the eye contact. It was a matter of their pride how could they back down so easily?