According to the strange customs of the Anara Tribe, Serpentis wanted to have his wife serve me, as I was an honored guest. His wife was indeed beautiful, with a soft, gentle demeanor—something rarely seen among the savage women. Her gaze was as tender as water, and for a moment, I almost found myself captivated by her.
However, I ultimately refused her service. Serpentis thought I had disrespected him and nearly challenged me to a fight again. I quickly explained my reasons to him. Surprisingly, after this minor conflict, we became even closer. That night, we drank together until the early hours. Serpentis was so drunk he passed out, and I left his house only after he had fallen asleep.
But I wasn't drunk at all. After all, the brewing methods of the tribes were still somewhat primitive
