Legend

The wings of the Red Lotus, including Ray, and when Elaine, Arla, were having a great evening at the marina's house...... it was Ilse who had the opposite thought.

The inn where Ilse took her room is the type of inn where she wouldn't even be eating without a dining room.

Beyond that, you have to go to some restaurant, liquor store, stall, etc. to eat.

In the meantime, Ilse had come to the tavern to gather information about her vendetta.

Ask Yale and I to cook a few dishes, then clear our ears and eavesdrop on the conversations of those who are making noise around us to gather information.

I was going to...

"That's why there are annoying people around Mr. Vihera."

What?

To say so with dissatisfaction, Meran, who for some reason sat across from Ilse, puts a glass of ale to tap on the table.

Yes, for some reason, Ilse was currently supposed to dine with Melane.

At first it was Ilse who tried to say no because she was a low-ranking adventurer, saying she didn't have much money, but Melan said she would be luxurious and I couldn't say no.

Meran's current outlook on the city requires a certain amount of combat power in terms of the characteristics of the job, but the rewards are quite high.

... It's a lot cheaper than the wizards working for the new walls.

Still, if it's enough to luxury a meal for one woman, there's nothing wrong with it.

"Really? It must be hard to have other guys on your side who like them. … and given Mr. Vihella's beauty…"

At first I didn't know who Ilse was when I heard the name Vihera.

But if you listen to Melanie, she says she has the beauty she deserves to call herself extinct and wears thin clothes like dancers and whores wear.

If you say so much, it didn't take long to understand that Ilse was the one who was helped today.

If you say so, the men who approached me called me Vihera, you know.

"That's right! Besides, Ray's guy isn't just Mr. Vihera, he's got a bunch of other similar beauties to serve..."

"... many, is it? As beautiful as Mr. Vihera?

The words that came out of Melane's mouth were not very, but incredible to Ilse.

Whether you can see it once in a lifetime...... I didn't know there were so many other beauties out there besides Vihera.

I'm pretty confident in my appearance, Ilse, but that's why I was overwhelmed by the beauty of Vihella.

"That's right! At all, Ray said he was... a little powerful..."

"But, you know, Ray is that deep red, right? He said he was using Griffon as his obedience. Enemies of high ranking adventurers with aliases should be stopped..."

Ilse remembers what Griffon looked like as she walked inside the guild today.

Until Abu Ero, close to this guild, it was a normal city with some exceptions.

But I can say that only this guild is a substandard place in many ways.

"Because you have an alias, you can't forgive the guy who makes Mr. Vihera unhappy!

Grab the cup that you slapped on the table earlier in a frustrating mix and bring it to your mouth again.

Such a way to drink it, as if you are draining it forcefully to get frustrated instead of tasting and drinking ale.

"Pu Ha!... one more drink please!

Tell that to the waitress who passed nearby, and Melan carries the dish on the table to her mouth.

Carry salty, cooked stir-fry into your mouth to match the liquor.

Its salty dishes were found to taste pretty good in Melane, either because of the influence of working in flames.

That's how I drink the ale that the waitress brought to me again and carry the dish to my mouth...... and I guess it doesn't mean I'm that resistant to alcohol originally.

Melan blushes with drunkenness.

Such a look at Melane, who is totally drunk... fu, Ilse wanted to ask the man in front of her.

I wouldn't normally do that, but I guess Ilse is still drunk too.

Above all, it is also significant that we have found today the vengeance we have been searching for for for many years.

"Hey, Mr. Melan. I need to ask you something, okay?

"Um... what the hell, change it. Isn't it me and Ilse? Ask me anything."

Friendly with yourself? I didn't think so, but it would have been convenient for Ilse if she was that drunk in the first place.

Mainly in the sense that whatever you hear here will probably be the only story on this occasion and you will not remember it tomorrow.

"Vengeance... what do you think?

"Revenge? Uh... I think it's a pointless act"

The moment she heard the word, Ilse realized that blood would go up her head despite hearing it herself.

I've been asking a few questions. I wonder what you think of the act of vengeance.

But many say that vengeance is pointless, that it is a foolish act.

Of course not everyone is saying that, but many people still told me that there was no point in revenge.

I was expecting such an answer.

Because the melan I've talked about so far, even if it's somewhat propitious, is basically a man of strong justice.

While I understood Melanie's character, I still heard what I thought of revenge.

So just as I expected...... then it would be a mistake to be angry just because they heard words you didn't want.

"Oh, look. Mr. Mellan. This stew is delicious too, isn't it? What do you say?

"Hmm? Oh, well, I guess I'll try it."

Drunken Melan is lightly deprived of consciousness by Ilse's words, which were told, including the meaning of deluding the story.

I eat stew, even though I'm drunk and my hands shake.

"Oh, delicious. Delicious. Just like Ilse said."

In a drunken situation, Ilse doesn't even know if she really knows what it tastes like.

But Ilse decides that there won't be any particular problem than Melan says it is tasty.

(In this situation, what would you do if food containing poison or something was served? Well, maybe that means you trust me that much)

Ilse looks at the melan in front of her as she eats a stir-fried oak meat that is slightly salty and spicy to match her liquor.

And Ilse opens her mouth again in the guise of a casual wind.

"With that said, I went to the guild today... and then there was someone with a snake tattoo on his left arm at the guild. It's like making your left arm look like a tree, and you're up it, such a tattoo. I'm a little surprised I've never seen a tattoo like that before."

"Mm-hmm? - Can't you do that?

Eat, drink... I guess the drunkenness is already completely turning around.

Already, I can't even afford to answer something to Ilse's words.

(Hey, was it too late to ask?

Maybe you can get some information about your vendetta? I thought Ilse looked at Melane wondering if she had misplaced the order to speak while drinking Yale.

Already, Meran, who was in a state like he was stuck on the table, was half drunk.

"Uh... uhh...?... What the fuck is Ray!

A glance at Melan raising such a voice, Ilse looks around the tavern to see what she should do.

It must have been quite some time while I was talking to Melan.

Guests already inside the tavern, many of whom are drunk.

Some of them, like Melan, were drunk.

"Well, I wonder what it is."

In this situation, it is also difficult to gather information.

If I could, I would have wanted to gather as much information as possible before this happened... and while I thought so, Ilse carries Yale to her mouth.

Of course, not everyone in the tavern is drunk.

There are naturally those who are resistant to alcohol, and there are some customers who later came into the store late.

It would not be difficult to listen to such people.

Turning his gaze to Melan, he was now completely drunk and asleep, although he was still awake until earlier.

Then.

Ilse looks around the tavern again.

Even when gathering information, the subject needs to be well chosen.

Regardless of being lightly touched, it's because there are never too many people who ask you to hold them instead of information.

If you can, someone who gives you information to the extent that you are attached to a booze seat...... and someone with some light mouth.

Of course, an opponent as intoxicated as Melan is out of the question, but a primitive opponent who is not so drunk yet is also not preferable in the sense that his mouth is stiff.

Looking for someone who seems to have information that way...... eventually finds a threesome that looks like a fun drink a little further away.

Because it's a tavern, I'm not equipped with protective equipment.

Still, as far as holding a long sword or dagger, it was also possible for Ilse to predict that he was probably an adventurer.

Finally, turn your gaze to Melane and make sure she is completely asleep.

Sometimes he wasn't more resistant to alcohol than Ilse, or he was tired of continuing to train and move his body even after work.

Sometimes drinking with beauties like Ilse at the same time meant drinking more than usual because of their jealousy of Ray.

For a variety of reasons, I guess Melan has become what he is today.

(This won't happen for a while, will it?)

Confirm that and head to the noisy drinking threesome.

"Do you have a minute?

"Yeah? What can I do for you, sister"

The threesome consisted of ages like thirties, twenties, and teens, respectively.

Of course, that is only a prediction from Ilse.

Because there are never many people in the world who can't measure their age by appearance, starting with elves.

To the words of a man in his thirties, Ilse smiles and opens her mouth.

"Actually, they crumbled quickly."

Tell him so, and Ilse's gaze is directed at Melane, who is drunk.

The three men also followed Ilse's gaze like that and nodded each as he was convinced when he saw Melan, who was drunk.

"But I want to drink some more. So when I saw you guys drinking happily, I was jealous. If you don't mind, can I have a drink with you?

"Of course, you're welcome to drink with the beauty!

A man in his twenties greets Ilse with joy.

The teenage man had a suspicious gaze somewhere at Ilse like that.

A woman comes all the way from herself to another table to drink with her.

I'm not saying that's not the case, but it's certainly not the rare thing.

I am aware that Ilse is also turned such a gaze, but she sits in a chair and opens her mouth without looking particularly concerned.

"I just came to Gilm today. What are you guys?

"You and I are alike. Still about ten days or so since you came to Gilm?

"Oh, I guess that's the place"

To the words of a man in his thirties, a man in his twenties returns so.

"Oh, so you're already doing a lot of work. What's it like? I hear you have a lot of work to do."

For information-gathering...... or, posing as a woman's attitude that wouldn't be strange to be in a tavern, Ilse asks the men.

A man in his twenties opens his mouth with a grin as he asks Ilse in such a light manner.

"Right. It's a lot of work, but you'll get paid for what you've done. I do things like transporting materials and chores for people who build new walls... and this is what I learn."

"So much? You've worked as an adventurer before, haven't you?

"Uh... right. But it wasn't the first time I was involved in such a massive project."

"Sort of. But look. Where was it...... yeah, was it a router? You did some wall repairs in that village, didn't you?

"Even if the walls are walls, a single wall of plates and a wall of gilms, I think it's a big difference?

A man in his twenties penetrates the words of a man in his thirties.

For a while as it is, Ilse continues to have fun drinking with the three men.

That's how there are so many different opponents for Gilm's adventurers... Ilse opens her mouth just saying she was waiting.

"With that said, when I went to the guild today, there was an adventurer of a man with a snake tattoo on his left arm. It was a pretty big tattoo, so I was a little surprised... but a guild, so many adventurers have tattoos like that?

"Tattoos? Hmm, I don't know. If you're the guy with the lion tattoo, not the snake, you're on your way to Gilm... Abu Ero? I've seen it there before."

When a man in his thirties answers, the other two nod to agree with it.

"Really? Well, I guess it's unusual,"

While regretting that there was nothing to know about the vengeance, Ilse continued to talk about it so that the subject would not be remembered by the men.