A strange thing happened.

The aroma of wine exhaled by Golden Cicada did not dissipate, and flew a great distance like a projectile.

"Ah..." Opposite them, the young man with the queer high-pitched voice was hit by that breath of wine. He suddenly let off an alarmed cry, as if hit by a large invisible iron hammer. He could not help but rise from the ground and fall out of the window. Plop! He dropped directly into the frosty river with a splash.

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