Barclay awkwardly said, "Don't worry, Mr. Hetfield, I've got it covered. As soon as I graduate, I'll shape up. I've got some things to handle now, and since Stuart's not home, I'll head out." With that, Barclay practically bolted out the door.

In the small community of Rosefrost Hollow, people were generally fearless, but most of them were still intimidated by Norbert.

Morwenna, carrying a bottle of liquor to the kitchen, had initially planned to pour out a drink.

She thought to herself, why does Norbert enjoy this stuff so much? Is it really that good?

Curiosity getting the better of her, Morwenna took a swig.

It hit her like a freight train.

She started coughing violently, her throat and stomach burning as if she had swallowed poison.

Why on earth does Norbert like this? It was terrifying!

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