'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

Thought organization and confession

After a few days, the carriage finally reached its destination.

The treatment in the meantime was bad.

I couldn't bear the bad beds, but the food served tasted terrible.

I may have been too accustomed to the food of Oyaji and the city's restaurants without knowing it.It's probably because I'm mentally ill.

Also, because it is in the form of an escort, there is not much freedom of conversation and it is not allowed to relax and view the scenery.

It went without saying that it was a terrible feeling to continue being deprived of my liberty in a closed space.

Stay quiet until the trial begins.

After being removed from the carriage and separated from the lord.

I was taken to a small room with an apologetic chair and a desk with a window to the murder.

It seems like you didn't anticipate what happened suddenly, but will you let me out properly?

Well...

I couldn't feel the feeling of looking out the window, so I tried to think about the crap as much as possible.

Otherwise, I feel like I can't move because of the confusion and fear about the sudden situation.

National treason is not going to be punished lightly.

The Lord said there was nothing wrong with reassuring me, but a glimmer of anxiety remains.

But there's nothing I can do to get here.

I don't even have the gun for your rope right now.The pouch is also covered with all the ammo in it.Could you at least put it in the fridge? I don't think so.

To tell the truth, I don't think I'm a wizard, or I haven't done anything to limit my magic, so if I try to escape, I might be able to escape.

But it wouldn't make much sense to escape from this little room, where you don't know where you are, into the unknown city of King's Landing.

At the very least, if at some point we can meet with the lord and it is worth escaping, it will still be a servant.

"... timing?"

I get caught up in my own words.

And I remember what Ginula said when I drank with Albao, Ginula, and Iberis for a long time.

Now is the last time to interrupt the cocktail.

At that time, it meant vigilance against Lito, but the anxiety seems to have come from a different direction.

"Is Sui or the store okay?I don't have any information. "

Though it is a matter of thinking with your head, you leak your own words to warm up the room wrapped in silence.

I was worried about Swiss, or I was more worried about their behavior when they found out I was taken.Especially in Switzerland, the boiling point of expressionless habits remains low.Wouldn't it be like selling a fight to the royal family in a rough way?

If we were to be tried for our innocence, would there ever be a punishment for the Swiss family?

No, I'm sure it'll be fine. If that were the case, I would have taken my wife and daughter into custody when I pressed them against the lord's house.

In case that happens, I wish you'd run away to Phil and Sally's country, or to the elf hideout.

"What about Aurantiaca and the Safina Chamber of Commerce?"

Regarding the cocktail spreading program, they are both biting, but there is no sign that Mr. Heliconia, Ginula, or Miss Krebel are being held.

Are they protected by differences in capital?Or is there something else?

Well, whatever the reason, that's fine.

If Rugweed's aim is to replace the Lord's position, he may not be able to take action until he is decisively hostile.

"Yes, it's okay. Even worse, there's no problem with cocktails."

That's what I told myself.

Sure, even if there was a sting on this one.

Whether it's low-priced potions, split carbonated drinks, or bartenders, there are certainly seeds in the world.

Perhaps there will be a delay in spreading it a little. That's all.

Like cocktails grew because of the American law against alcohol.

Overcoming obstacles creates a greater leap forward.

The cocktail will not allow anyone involved with me to die like this.

So I don't have to worry about cocktails.

It's okay, though.

If I were to die like this.

I'm sure Tris is the only one left.

".......................................... now"

It feels a little sentimental, but I decide to smile and fly with my nose.

Originally, the story of Tosu Ibuki ended once in modern Japan.

It is an incredible story of happiness just to be seen in this world.

At least a little more, the feeling that I finally grabbed the place, like the small bones of fish left in my throat, still stuck into the wall of my heart.

When I was feeling a little depressed, the knock echoed on the only door.

Hey, how you doing, bartender?

The voice of a soft man in a textbook, as if he had practiced many times.

Too off-site a voice to be a suspect just before trial.

There is only one person who knew such a voice.

I also tried to be kind to the other person who opened the door and didn't show up inside.

"Long time no see, Mr. Ragweed."

"Oh, you know what I mean?"

"I was talking to the lord about you."

In the dark, I tried to tell the lord that you knew what you were up to.

There was no one else in this room but me, and after so much time, I got an answer.

"This is this. By the way, I change my mind, but are you willing to reconsider your previous story?"

The words I returned did not respond to my restraint earlier.

I also switched my head and remembered this man's story.

Did you say, "I'm going to offer you more treatment, so why don't you join me in a cocktail?"

Despise me.I don't have to add that I was invited by such a person, and my answer is definite.

"No, I haven't changed my mind, and if I add, I can't trust someone who brings in stories like this."

Pishari and I turned him down.

Even so, there was a short time before the reply came.

I came back with a voice that, unlike before, felt as cold as insects and machines.

"I did something stupid.This wouldn't have happened if you had been working with me. "

"Is that a word against you or your lord?"

"Of course, both."

Apparently, he stopped fixing it.

It sounds like we're confessing our innocence, but there's no such thing as blaming Rugweed on the other side of the door. The situation is bad.

"But if it's just a golden drink, it turns into magic.Cocktails are worth more than I imagined. "

…………

"After you've been convicted, I'll take over the cocktail.Don't worry. In this case, both the royal family and the pipe are connected, and we will be able to do better business from now on. "

I came to see the cocktail as if it were just 'gold', but I didn't say anything.

There is no point in shouting here.

All I can do now is relieve myself that I didn't have to talk to a man like this.Well, of course, there wasn't any taste in riding.

"Lord and I are not guilty.You'll regret what you did. "

I see, I hope so.

Last but not least, Ragweed left the scene.

I was alone, breathing quietly and deeply, just waiting for time to pass.

It was the following day that the trial was carried out at an unusual rate in the country's practice.