"Who is she?" Amene asked Lawrend intently.

"She is actually my maid. She is quite good at taking care of kids. I think she will be a good mother in the future," Lawrend said to her as he looked up at the ceiling in recollection.

It was like yesterday when he met her. Although they didn't have a good start, what matters is that she's now his.

"A maid?"

Amene tilted her head in confusion. She then sat on the chair beside Lawrend.

"Mm. She takes care of my needs, and since I saved Feli, I had her take care of her," Lawrend replied to her.

"Is that what all she needs to do?" Amene asked Lawrend.

"Why? You're interested in becoming one of my maids?" Lawrend asked her in surprise.

She was basically offering herself to him.

"Maybe?"

Amene smiled at him slightly.

Hearing her enigmatic response, Lawrend's heart couldn't help but beat up fast. There was a chance that he would actually get a catgirl maid.

"What took you so long?" The Tribal Chief asked Kein who just returned carrying five wooden cups in his hands.

"A mouse was crawling inside your house, Tribal Chief," Kein replied.

"Tch. You took care of it?" The Tribal Chief asked in displeasure.

"I did. It was pretty fast too," Kein replied as he placed the wooden cups on the table.

"You should have left it for me. I haven't caught one in a while. Sigh," The Tribal Chief sighed drearily.

Hearing their discussion, Lawrend had an awkward smile on his face. He could understand that they were catmen, but isn't that too cat-like!?

"Tribal Chief, how did a mouse get into your house?" Amene asked him curiously.

"I guess I'm becoming more senile. Anyways, let's drink the wine," The Tribal Chief said to them.

He grabbed the lid of the small wine barrel and popped it off. The strong smell of the fruit wine instantly filled the whole house.

"Wow! That's a pretty strong wine," Lawrend exclaimed in surprise.

It was like he drank the wine into his nose when he smelled it. The wine was dark red in color.

"Hahahahaha! Back in the day, I drink this like water. Nowadays, due to lack of supply, I could only drink it on special occasions," The Tribal Chief boasted to him with a smile.

"You're a drinker?" Lawrend asked in mild surprise.

It wasn't obvious that the Tribal Chief was a drinker. Lawrend would have never known about it if he never told it to him.

"Yes. This is a fruit wine I made myself. I can assure you that it tastes good," The Tribal Chief nodded his head with a wide grin on his face.

"Can I try some?"

Lawrend became curious about its taste after hearing his boasts.

"Here!"

The Tribal Chief raised the small wine barrel and filled Lawrend's cup.

Lawrend lifted the cup and smelled it closely.

"Amazing! This is such a fine wine," Lawrend exclaimed in amazement.

"I want to see you drink it in one go," The Tribal Chief said to Lawrend with a cheeky smile.

"One go? I don't think my body will be able to handle it."

Lawrend smiled wryly.

"Fine," The Tribal Chief sighed.

He then filled up Nuon, Amene, Kein, and his cup with wine.

"Let's all drink it together. Don't you think that makes this more fun?" The Tribal Chief said to Lawrend with excitement.

"Why don't Nuon go first? I think he's a better drinker than me," Lawrend smirked at Nuon.

There's no way he was gonna drink this wine if he wasn't sure if it was poisoned or not. After all, he wasn't even close to the Tribal Chief. He can't judge if he doesn't have any malicious intentions.

"Why me!?" Nuon exclaimed in shock.

"Are you worried that it's poisoned? Amene, you can drink it first," The Tribal Chief smiled knowingly.

He could see the lack of trust in Lawrend's eyes.

"Lawrend, did you just attempt to use me as your guinea pig?"

Nuon stared at Lawrend in disbelief. He felt like his trust for Lawrend was shattered.

"Come on. You're a Light Mage. If there was someone here who could save themselves from poison, then it could only be you," Lawrend said to Nuon with a smirk.

"Tsk. Why are you so smart?"

Nuon clicked his tongue in annoyance. Lawrend was right. He has spells that can save him from poison. If he can't neutralize the poison with his magic, he has a last resort pill that can save him from any poison until Arch Mage-level.

"Lawrend, watch me drink it," Amene said to Lawrend.

She lifted the wooden cup and slowly started to drink the wine inside the cup. Lawrend watched her in surprise. She kept drinking the wine like it was water.

Not even 10 seconds later, she had already finished all of it.

"Do you believe it isn't poisoned yet?" Amene asked Lawrend with a faint smile on her slightly flushed face.

"Drink half from my cup," Lawrend said to her.

He was still skeptical. He can't let himself be tricked here. After all, he had already been tricked four times if he included the times he was scammed plus Aleshia and Aezel's trickeries.

"Sure," Amene agreed and drank half from Lawrend's cup.

"Nyaaa… Tribal Chief, this wine is so good," Amene relaxed on her chair with bliss on her face.

"Hahahaha. I'm getting embarrassed here, Lawrend. Why don't you take one sip?" The Tribal Chief said to Lawrend.

As the host, it felt somewhat humiliating for his guest to doubt his wine.

"Fine."

Lawrend gave up. The Tribal Chief is so much stronger than him that it would be odd for him to do this much just to poison him when he can end his life in an instant.

Lawrend picked up his half-empty cup and drank its contents.

The moment the wine touched his tongue, it was like heat flowed into his body in a good way. The wine had such a good balance of flavor and alcohol content that Lawrend didn't even notice that he finished it.