I Rely on Drawing Cards to Set Up a Persona

Chapter 24: Family Conflicts

[Card: Drunkard Ruiert

Race: Human

Profession: Swordsman

Grade: R (Level 1)

Equipment: Snow Blade, Unfilled Wine Jug

Talent: Not Drunk With A Thousand Glasses

Equipped Skill: Wine Grabber Must Die

Note: Please don’t let his jug be empty, or else it will be your money bag that becomes empty~]

The one who grabs the wine will die.

Qiao Xingnan took a rough look at it. His eyes fell on the equipped skill, and the next second, the skill’s details page popped up.

[Wine Grabber Must Die: As long as you touch my wine jug, in the next second, you are my enemy.

Note: This skill does not distinguish between friend and foe.]

Looking at this skill, Qiao Xingnan’s golden eyes were filled with smiles. Although he didn’t know exactly how strong Ruiert was, it was clear that Ruiert’s attack power was definitely not weak.

He looked at Ruiert from the corner of his eyes, and his temples throbbed, remembering that the card had been drunk on the floor after being summoned by himself.

The room where the magical beast boxes were placed was empty.

There were no tables and chairs, so Qiao Xingnan hurriedly asked Zero to help Ruiert sit up against the wall.

With such a lot of noise, this Ruiert was still sleeping soundly, so one can imagine how much he had drunk.

Qiao Xingnan thought and subconsciously observed his future fighter. The man was drunk and unconscious, and his sword was gone, but his hand was always pressed on the crescent-shaped jug at his waist, fearing that others would grab it from him.

This scene is very consistent with the system’s evaluation of him.

However, even though he was a drunkard, Ruiert’s body did not reek of alcohol. Probably because of the high quality of the wine, there was only a light smell of wine. According to years of experience in screenwriting, this kind of character with a certain addiction were usually strong thieves.

With this in mind, Qiao Xingnan breathed a slight sigh of relief. He temporarily let Ruiert sober up against the wall while he analyzed Ruiert’s card attributes in advance so that he could discuss the following script after Ruiert had sobered up.

The knights watching outside the door have most likely gone to report to the tyrant about the red light appearing in the room, leaving them little time.

Thinking about this, Qiao Xingnan had a sense of urgency. He took out paper and pen from the system space and was about to compile a short biography according to Ruiert’s character when he noticed the dark-faced Ster.

Qiao Xingnan’s fingers that were clutching the tip of the pen paused slightly, and he cautiously asked Ster, “Uncle, what’s wrong? Do you know this Ruiert?”

Otherwise, how can it be like seeing an enemy?

On the side, Zero also looked at Ster when he heard the words.

Since his birth, Zero has been staying in the clan except for the days when he was summoned by his former master. Because he was too vulnerable, there were few people he knew in the card world.

Ster, on the other hand, was different.

As a human gentleman who acts with elegance, Ster had always befriended card elders who behaved elegantly, taught some cards who did not know their manners, and was active in the Chaos card pool every day.

This Ruiert in front of him was obviously not a card he had befriended.

Hearing Qiao Xingnan’s question, Ster barely put a smile on his face: “My dear master, this trash in front of me, oh no, I mean this fool who is about to work with me, he really makes me feel unbearable. Breathing this air together with him makes me feel suffocated.”

It can be seen that Uncle Ster really does not like Ruiert. The other party will not be a thorn in their side, will he?

Qiao Xingnan’s heart felt a thud.

Perhaps seeing Qiao Xingnan’s inner nervousness, Ster’s ebony cane gently knocked on the ground. Looking over at the snoring Ruiert, he said with a cold face:

“The trash sleeping over there is always inseparable from the nerve-paralyzing and disorienting drinks. That is not enough. The most unbearable thing is that he acts recklessly and rudely. The only encounter I had with him was at a gathering of old friends, and the drunken one came along with a wise man.”

“Then, he ruined our whole party all by himself.”

Speaking of which, the smile on Ster’s face couldn’t be put up anymore. The key point was that that party was hosted by Ster.

Ruined the whole party?

Qiao Xingnan pursed his lips, looking at Ster with some sympathy, but more than that, he was puzzled. Why would Ruiert ruin the party?

Without the need for Qiao Xingnan to ask questions, Ster could not hold it in himself, and he said with an unhappy face:

“It’s just that one of the elders accidentally touched his wine jug. He then chased that elder from the party to the other clan’s land, trying to kill him.”

When Ster said this, his fingers clenched his cane and concluded in a cold voice: “What happened after that need not be said, but this drunkard in front of us is disrespectful, rude, vengeful, and has no use for anything but drinking.”

Although he had known from the system that Ruiert had an obsession with wine, he never imagined that the obsession would be so deep.

Qiao Xingnan paused for a moment and was just about to say something when he suddenly heard a drunken burp.

“Where is this place?”

The drunken voice sounded a little lazy, and Ruiert, who was sitting against the wall, opened his hazy eyes.

Qiao Xingnan noticed that Ruiert’s hand holding down the jug squeezed hard as if to confirm whether his jug was there or not. After touching it, his dazed eyes narrowed, and he instantly relaxed. His eyes immediately closed, his snoring sounded, and he fell asleep again the next second.

Qiao Xingnan’s eyes turned to the Snow Blade Sword on the side. When the other party was first summoned, it was this sword that fell out first.

It seems that the status of this sword in the other party’s heart was lower than the wine jug.

When Ster heard Ruiert speak, he thought the other party had sobered up. Just as he was about to sneer, he saw that the other party had fallen asleep again.

What a disgusting card.

The corners of Ster’s mouth pulled down. He walked over and raised his cane and swung it heavily at the other party, but of course, even if he intended to swing his cane at someone, his movements were extremely elegant.

Although Ster has not yet risen to the third level, and his skills can not be used, the ebony cane is as hard and strong as ever, and it will hurt to be hit with it. Ster did not think it was enough and hit him a few more times.

Low muffled grunts sounded, and a series of cane attacks came one after another to wake up the other person forcefully. Qiao Xingnan came to his senses and hurried to stop the attack.

“Uncle Ster, don’t be angry. Don’t behave like this with a drunkard, it doesn’t match your elegant status.”

Hitting for the seventh time, as soon as he heard Qiao Xingnan say so, Uncle Ster’s action of hitting the person stopped.

That’s right, teaching such a trash not only affects his image but also insults the cane that has been with him for years. If he has the chance to activate the skill later, it won’t be too late to settle the score with him.

Ster straightened his clothes, and his azure eyes were full of apologies: “Ster was rude and disturbed the master.”

It was not too disturbing, but Qiao Xingnan was mainly afraid that the other party would kill the card he had just drawn.

“Uncle Ster, why don’t you take Zero back to bask in the sun for a meal first, and I’ll clean up this side. Later, when he sobers up, I’ll take him back to you.”

Qiao Xingnan smiled with him while his fingers moved slightly, controlling Zero to stand up, eager to keep the two apart.

Zero heard in his head that his master wanted him to take Ster. His dark eyes flashed, and his wooden face was full of seriousness as he said, “I, hungry.”

Ster also wanted to leave the place. He actually did not exaggerate. Staying in the same place with Ruiert would always remind Ster of the party that was full of wreckage and held a great failure, which was a great shame for him.

Ster smiled faintly: “Yes, master.”

After watching Ster and Zero leave, Qiao Xingnan exhaled a deep breath. He turned his head, walked to Ruiert, and squatted down in front of him.

Ruiert had opened his eyes at this time. He was handsome, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, but because of the drunkenness, at this time, his dark gray eyes looked a little dazed, as if he did not know what was happening, and his long white hair was scattered in a sexy way.

Qiao Xingnan would not conclude a card’s character just because of Ster’s words. Only after talking to the other party in detail would Qiao Xingnan know exactly what to do with him.

“Are you sober?”

Qiao Xingnan said with a smile and handed the Snow Blade Sword from the side to his hand.

Who is this person? Ruiert looked at the smiling man in front of him in confusion. It took him a moment to react before he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have been drawn.

The man should be his master.

Ruiert squeezed the sword in his hand and raised his eyes to look at Qiao Xingnan. He rubbed his temples, stood up, holding the wall, and casually said, “Sober, I drank too much yesterday.”

The attitude was okay. It doesn’t seem too much like what Uncle Ster said.

Qiao Xingnan stood up and saw that the other party was indeed capable of thinking before he explained his situation slowly: “So, now you need to pretend to be a chief knight and attend to my side to protect our safety.”

Of course, the bragging should be a big one.

An emperor must have a couple of cool guards by his side at least to put together about six paladins, twelve chief knights, and so on. Although Qiao Xingnan only has Zero and Ruiert by his side now, it doesn’t stop him from pretending to be an awesome force.

When the time comes, if other circumstances arise, changes will be made.

“No problem.”

Ruiert answered very quickly.

Seeing this, Qiao Xingnan was relieved and continued to discuss: “Ruiert, your attributes are inseparable from wine, so can you concentrate your drinking time in the evening? Try not to drink during the day. After all, even the paladin around the emperor will not be covered in alcohol.”

“Then, forget it. You can throw me away.”

Ruiert yawned. He picked up the wine jug at his waist, took a sip, and sighed deeply: “I can’t not drink.”

The previous three masters all sold Ruiert because he was drinking all day and night. Ruiert thought, if he really didn’t let him drink and degenerated again, he wouldn’t mind.

“In that case, let’s change our thinking.”

Qiao Xingnan was not surprised and said directly.

According to Uncle Ster’s description, Ruiert’s obsession with wine was very deep. When he made the suggestion just now, Qiao Xingnan guessed that he would not easily give up drinking.

The man’s drinking action paused. He did not anticipate that the other party actually did not think of throwing himself back into the card pool: “What thinking?”

There was no table here, no place to write, but now that he was going back, Qiao Xingnan was afraid that Ruiert would get into a fight with Uncle Ster.

Let’s just make do with it.

He sat on the floor and drew on his notebook: “You love to drink and have the smell of alcohol. At a glance, you are not a qualified knight, so why would I put you by my side as a proud emperor?”

Normally speaking, the emperor would not have such a wine-loving knight by his side at all.

“Either you are high in status and strength, or I have a compelling reason to put up with your rudeness to me.” Ruiert’s dark gray eyes looked at Qiao Xingnan with some strangeness. It was the first time he did not have to adapt himself to the other side, but the other side let him keep his original hobby after thinking about it.

This coincides with his own thoughts.

He already likes to drink, so why change for the master’s preference?

Ruiert thought so and took a sip of wine.

“Next, if you have no problem, we will do it like this, but you may suffer a little bit for this role.”

Qiao Xingnan roughly constructed the role of Ruiert.

“In my setting, the Chaos Empire has six Paladins. These six are the highest-ranking knights in the empire, and you are one of them.”

“But that doesn’t mean an emperor has to put up with your drinking habits. There needs to be a compelling reason.”

Qiao Xingnan thought it over carefully.

“This is the reason why everyone must put up with you.”

Qiao Xingnan raised his eyes to Ruiert, “Everything about you is something the royal family keeps secret. The most unspeakable secret of the royal family, it is heavy and complicated.”

“That’s why you use wine to dispel your worries as a way to forget some things.”

Qiao Xingnan’s eyes seemed to glow when he said, “I, as well as the people around me, can’t bear to see you drink and get drunk but still have to put up with it.”

Ruiert listened with a sigh of relief. This new master was even more capable of bullshit than himself.

“‘Kay.”

Qiao Xingnan nodded. A series of things were still needed to set up Ruiert’s identity afterward, and he would have to study Ruiert’s identity carefully when he got back to try and keep it intact.

And it was also a challenge for Uncle Ster’s side to work with Ruiert.

Let’s go back first.

Qiao Xingnan sighed softly. He was just about to take Ruiert out when his footsteps stopped. He looked sideways and measured Ruiert, who was wearing a white robe with wide sleeves. This clothing of Ruiert was okay, and indeed, the clothing of higher grade cards are good.

All better looking than the initial skin of Zero.

Take it out without fear of being exposed.

Ruiert followed him and suddenly gave a muffled grunt when he moved.

Qiao Xingnan frowned and asked with concern, “What’s wrong?”

“For some reason, there is some pain in my chest.”

Ruiert looked puzzled.

Qiao Xingnan was silent for a moment and said with sincere eyes, “Maybe you got drunk and fell from the Chaos Card Pool and hurt yourself.”

Amidst Ruiert’s suspicious eyes, Qiao Xingnan’s expression remained unchanged.

Ster and Zero were also responsible for revealing to the tyrant and the others, in a subtle way, Ruiert’s “secretive” origins. The difficulty of the performance was not low, and it was important not to start internal strife at this time, which would cause an additional problem.

After all, if Ruiert knew who beat him up while he was drunk…

Qiao Xingnan couldn’t help but wince when he thought of the drunken chase incident that Uncle Ster said earlier.

No, Ruiert fell and hurt himself, so what did the kind Uncle Ster have to do with it?