C1874 The Royal Court of the Northern Kingdom Is Desolate 9(2)

"Oh, my old bones are not going to be broken... Oh, where's my wine? Damn, it's going to go to waste."

The old man rubbed his butt that had been thrown to the ground, and finally looked around for the wine bag that he had never left his hand. The wine bag fell to the side like trash, and the wine inside was continuously flowing out, causing the old man to cry out in pain.

In the next moment