"Liquor! Buy superb liquor! Look, when it comes to booze, there's this place called" The Drinking Village "of the Irfest Empire, where you can buy all the booze in the world if you pile up money..."
"New ingredients, rare spiritual medicines... you can buy anything!? Then you can also challenge the 'Divine Medicine' that all pharmacists yearn for!
"Hey, hey, both of you, I'm sorry to be so excited, but isn't this kind of down and gushing big money still just for you? I still don't think we should be purifying wealth here. How dare the church accept donations whenever they go..."
"Wait a minute, please! I'll take my skin off here... if you multiply the gold coins you have now by 5x, oh my God! All dreams come true!
"" "That's no good" "
"Holy shit!?"
Muge looked happy to see everyone talking about my wife and the use of my money.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Muge. I was really going to find it in Heroic Gear, but there's nowhere like that."
"Huh? Haha! Were you seriously aiming for something like that? No, Mr. Adventurer is amazing. What's more behind the labyrinth than that?
Mr. Muge asked me, and I told him as he was.
You've never told this story before if you say so... strangely nobody's listening.
I felt more like the pride of a ref like, "Don't plant extra preconceptions because our elite will investigate without asking you," rather than say, "I can't hear you in public because the story of the labyrinth is top secret."
"Ho... a controlled demon prop, is it? Sounds like something worthwhile in itself."
"I knew you'd think so?
"Well, you can't bring it"
"What will happen to The Labyrinth of Fear? We have to wait forever, too, don't we?
"You're going to have a labyrinth administration research team dispatched to look into it thoroughly. Wouldn't you know immediately for what it's worth to use? I think that's where you're going to calculate your bounty. Hey, that must be a lot of money, I'm so jealous."
Mr. Muge said he was definitely "proud," but since we are only hired by Mr. Muge, the bounty is meant to be half folded. I'm going to shy away from saying it now, so let's keep quiet until the day comes when I can get it.
We were supposed to take a break until the country contacted us. I didn't know if this would take a day or two or more, but it's been a long time since I've been able to stretch my feathers.
Separating the pennies from the rewards Mr. Muge gave me, it was decided to take time again to consider the use of the remaining large sums of money.
Mr. Mimino said he would go around the magic prop stores and pharmacies and look for what was only available here.
Mr. Nong said that there are fewer churches within the Empire, so they come around one by one.
Looks like Mr. Zelly is going to the casino to see where he can hear it. The snake path is a snake.
Mr. Muge is in the process of appraising the juggernaut jewels and other magic items that we brought home. An offer came from the Chamber of Commerce all over the Empire saying, "Sell me whatever you want," and I couldn't seem to stop laughing at "how much would you sell me... no, this is for an auction... hmmm"
(... I wonder when Mr. Lulusha will be released)
The emperor said he would undo Mr. Lulusha's treatment, but he would not even come to see us today.
So I was wandering around the city thinking about how to tell Mr. Lulusha, about the old Hinga man, and about Mr. Polina, who was gone.
Burning sunsets were falling on the extinct walls, illuminating this iron city red.
Will the Lefs also become more active when it cools down, with more people walking in the city than at noon?
I walked down the back street-- this country is extremely secure —— and found a bar-like shop. It was a bar like an eel's bunk with only a counter, but the small window facing out had a machine doll toy, and through the window I found the figure I saw.
(It's Mr. Dantes.)
I thought I'd go inside. I stopped. Mr. Dantes, with his hips down on the stool, his back rounded, and as if he loved something important —— or as painful as it sounded, with a small shot glass in his hand and a tickle lick of amber liquid, was not Mr. Dantes I knew.
It seemed sad, bitter, and irresistible.
(I knew...)
I was also glad to exaggerate when I saw Mr. Nong in his dress because Mr. Muge gave me a lot of money and said, "Buy booze! I thought it was a reversal of bitterness.
of Leon's death.
of the death of another, former companion.
(Let's keep it quiet)
I walked past the store. I didn't think I should interrupt. [M] I thought you might need some time to immerse yourself in your memories before you met me. [M]
…………
Stopped. A ref walking from the other side slips through the side like he was suddenly surprised at me for stopping.
(... you don't, me)
I'm a party member. We're at the same party. It doesn't matter if it's old or new.
If you're in pain, it's your people who reach out. So, if you want to be alone, you can do that.
(Not yet, I am. Think on your own and conclude on your own, pretend you've figured everything out... maybe it's because there's [Mori Lu Wan].)
You're really brilliant, this star 10 genius pearl. But I have a hard time immediately wanting to mistake myself for the most right one.
When I went back to the bar, I pushed open a wooden door that was rare in this city. from teasing, and the sound of a dry bell rang. There were no guests other than Mr. Dantes at this early hour, and the ref bartender seemed surprised to find out that a child like me had come in, but he also assumed that he was with Mr. Dantes.
I sat silently next to Dantes. [M]
"... Reggie"
"I'll go out with you."
I stretched my back and said —— because I never even had a beer when I was a student in Japan —— Mr. Dantes looked surprised and then softened his expression.
"It's gonna be a long day."
"I'm off tomorrow."
"Must be."
Mr. Dantes asked me for a drink divided by milk, which was low in alcohol. There is no age limit for alcohol if you drink with money you earn yourself, not just in this country. However, it looks obvious that rich bonbongs get stuck out when they come into the liquor store.
For the first time in two lives drinking alcohol was -- soft and sweet, with its unbearable bitterness.
"... I've never had a drink before. Alcohol."
"Really? Is that true? Reggie is an adult, so he forgets his age every once in a while. Was he 14?"
"Yes."
"... then it's a year, the year of Leon when I met him"
Leon, 15, and Mr. Dantes, apparently met.
Then Mr. Dantes told me a lot of stories.
When I was an adventurer. About the growing number of people, the equipment that gets better, the expanding world as we accomplish our requests.
All I can remember is that I failed —— now that it's been a joke, you tell me funny things, and I, too, have the momentum for alcohol, and I laughed out loud.
The store spins with refs customers coming in and out, and after a while,
"I knew you were drinking. Dantes is in this kind of back street bar."
"Well, Reggie too"
Mr. Mimino and Mr. Nong also came, and the four of us had a great time talking. The bartender looked like, "These guys have been around a lot longer," but I was grateful that Mr. Dantes left me alone because he asked for expensive (or not) alcohol.
Mr. Jelly? Of course he didn't come.
But —— I was aware that every hour Mr. Zelly was walking down the street in front of the store and checking on this one. Well, I haven't been here since Mr. Mimino and Mr. Nong rendezvoused —— I'm sure I went to the casino. That sounds really like Mr. Zelly to me.
We talked a lot until the date changed and it was time to close. I learned that there's still so much I don't know. And I want to know a lot more about it.