Garudeina Oukoku Koukoku Ki

There is no sin in Tabernacle. Those who get drunk are guilty.

"Mmmm..."

Georg is now roaring with his arms around the corner of a military facility, a barracks, in the Gardina Forest Capital.

It is the barrel of liquor that was placed in front of him.

It was given to the Gardinian army, who fought with the Empire and won over Dinanto's great army opponents in a war of excessive days, by the Imperial Army, Rasheed, "We are in a whispering victory celebration".

Johann sent it to Georg, the commander-in-chief, to divide some of the quantities that he had stockpiled in the fortress and which, when combined with the quantities brought in by the reinforcements, were sufficient to reach all the Gardinian troops.

The book of the night has already gone down, and if you look out the window, the bonfires can be seen there making a lot of noise, dancing and dancing about those who were drunk in the exercise area. They would have been the majority of those who never drank alcohol or anything else, but once they did, and if their mood is elevated, they are later the nori on the spot.

Perhaps tomorrow it will be like a city of dead people around here, in some zombie game.

Whether you can do it or not, you want to interact with them and get excited about the foolishness, but the problems that preceded it have not been solved.

< Do I have a problem drinking...?

Yes, he's never had a drink since he became this body. Therefore, we have no idea what to do if we get drunk.

Do you not get drunk in the first place because of your abnormally invalid skills, or do you get drunk on alcohol without anything to do with it? Can you stay in the same body as usual if you get drunk? Or what kind of disturbance would you do if you were also in the mood for alcohol?

When I think about it, I don't think I'm going to drink it inside.

I don't know, maybe a little bit would be a problem... >

If you try a little sip and see how it goes, at worst, you can handle it if you're far from the city.

Besides, as for him, who wants to get alcohol as a product in the future, he can't make sure that he can't drink a drop.

He made an excuse for himself and put his hand on the barrel.

That is the cause of it all.

"My lord, where are you?

Inside the barracks, Johan was walking with two soldiers. The aim is to secure Georg. They wanted Georg to join them at the banquet outside, in all its ridiculous noise.

Think of him in his daily life, busier than anyone else, and on top of that, he would have worn more spirit than the crowd in this battle.

"Master Georg."

"My lord, if you're here, please respond."

The soldiers who follow also continue to raise their voices to Johann. That said, among the large barracks, there is only a limited number of places where Georg goes.

There is no room in this building dedicated to Georg. Only the chief commander of the army is Johan, and there is a room dedicated to him, Jill's room.

Thus, when it comes to the place where Georg relaxes alone, it is a meeting room, a dining room, a break room, an entertainment room, to an extent.

Incidentally, there may currently be Othello, Chez, etc. created by Georg in the entertainment room, but let's talk about creating it later.

Rabbit horn, for those reasons, Georg was easily found for the price. Found it, though.

"Or... my lord...?

A room for the heads of the army, including Johann, to hold meetings. There he was, Georg, drinking a drink poured into his cup with some vain eyes. He doesn't even look like he noticed Johann and the others, and when he empties the cup, he pours it out of the barrel again and carries it to his mouth.

A barrel about the size of a person holding with both hands, originally opening a stopper and pouring it from there into a cup, etc., but he holds it up with one hand. It is a sight that makes it easy to imagine that pure muscle strength, while gripping, is also extraordinary.

"Oh, you know, Master Georg?

One soldier sounds terrified at such a sight. At that moment, his eyes captured Johann and the others. In that glance, you will even feel something suspicious.

"Oh Lord... Hmm, come here"

That's what I say, put the barrel and cup on my desk, and invite the three of them.

Three driven by helpless anxiety, but more than a life from the main Georg, there is no way to go against it, carefully approaching him step by step. Eventually, my distance narrowed to about two more steps, at that moment.

"Nun!"

"" "Huh!?

I wondered if Georg's body had been braced, and the three of them had been pushed down to the floor.

"Kaka, my lord!?

"Disgusting!

"Your Excellency has been disturbed!

"Don't make a scene. Don't make a scene. Um, still a good touch."

When he said what the pressed down Teng himself was doing, he wondered whether the three ears and tails he had pressed down were still there.

Johan is a werewolf, the two remaining are a tiger, and a fox.

"Oh...... stop it fah!?

"There... not there!

"The power... falls out..."

The result of the drunkenness of a man of unscrupulous power was untouchable with the help of three beastly men who trained from day to day.

Johann and others spend their time desperately indulging in the fact that their hearts are about to be broken by unspeakable comfort, groaning, and shame.

But there appeared one Savior.

"Commander, what are you messing with..."

It's Jill.

She was concerned that Johann and the others would not come out inside after entering the barracks saying, "I'm going to look for Your Excellency," and she came to look for me as well.

"Ko... this"

"Jill!! I'm in a good place!!

"Staff! Please help me!

"Jill Staff!!

Georg, who noticed her presence in the voice of Johanns, turned his eyes to Jill, even as Jill took one, two steps and backwards to the sight that if she were a rotten woman, she might be nosebleed, that four men (one of them beautifully shaped) would snap together violently on the floor.

…………

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Staggered gaze carried out silently. There, even the quiet sentiment of the hunters, the hunters, was felt, is the word of Johan.

Little by little, Georg sharpens his gaze to Jill, who retreats little by little, so that he doesn't miss that one-by-one throw.

Both are brilliant in their agility. As for Ko and Jill, I understand that my share is bad, so I was extra cautious, and that's what I was relative with such cowardice.

But eventually that equilibrium breaks down.

"Huh!?

Jill, who kept retreating, struck the hallway wall and turned her gaze behind her for only a moment.

"Shh!"

It's not Georg who misses that gap. His abilities will not fade, even if he is drunk.

It is an inconvenient story.

"What!? Yikes!!

From above the men, Georg, who bounced that limb like a spring, instantly captures Jill and takes him inside the room as if dragging his prey into the nest.

And Georg wasn't the only one who moved in that moment.

"Jill! I will never forget your sacrifice!

"Staff! I won't let anyone through after this!!

"Welcome back safely!!

Three men, including Johann, turn themselves over and flee the scene. Exactly as fast as a razor.

"Commander!?

"He was just adorable enough!!

"Engage!?

And the three of us who ruthlessly closed the door and left the spot, and then were left behind.

"... no different phase, indescribable touch"

"Duh... Dear Georg... Oh, play, duh!

Georg's assault goes beyond stroking and rubbing like a day to day.

"Amu"

"Ahhh!

to sweet bites of ears and tails.

"Mm-hmm."

"Ah... Yikes, hmm!!

Thus, a glossy voice will echo from within the conference room for a while.

The next morning, Jill pops up bright red in the face desperately suppressing messy clothes from the room, and.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

You think you witnessed Georg squatting on the floor with his head?