SSS-Ranked Surgeon In Another World: The Healer Is Actually OP!

Escape had never been an option. She stood no chance, he simply dominated and played with her. Even now nothing had changed, it has not been long but she felt as if the gap had grown even greater between them.

“Damnit” she cursed as she poured another glass.

Drank it.

The Ashen Gin burned down her throat again.

Across the table Bruce calmly lifted another glass.

Unbothered.

Unchanged.

Still the same.

His eyes remained clear and steady as he drank, as if the alcohol were nothing more than flavored water. The lantern light reflected faintly across the surface of his glass as he set it down again.

Duke noticed the glances.

So did Lyra.

Even Torren had noticed by now, though his alcohol soaked brain was struggling to piece together what exactly he was observing.

But none of them said anything.

Adventurers understood unspoken tensions.

Some things didn’t need to be voiced.

Across the table Bruce simply continued drinking.

Ignoring the glances.

Ignoring the tension.

Another glass.

Still nothing.

Then.

A faint vibration brushed against his wrist.

Bruce paused.

His smart bracelet pulsed softly against his skin.

The subtle vibration felt almost out of place amidst the loud drunken energy of the guild hall.

He glanced down.

A message notification.

He tapped the interface and a holographic panel unfolded above the bracelet, pale blue light spilling softly across the table.

The sender name appeared.

Sophie.

Bruce blinked once.

Then opened the message.

Immediately he noticed several missed calls stacked above the newest message.

His brows lifted slightly.

’Ah.’

When he had entered the Labyrinth earlier, he had stored the bracelet away before battle. No signal. No connection.

Which meant.

The calls had never reached him.

The newest message appeared on the screen.

[Sophie]: [Thank God you’re online Bruce…]