He Didn't Want to Be the Center of Attention, Hence, after Defeating the Demon Lord, He Became

A dinner party that began with the sunset. At Primiere's suggestion, I decided to start by saying hello.

"I think it was hard for everyone, but the ruins and the labyrinth problem was solved for the time being. I'll be back to normal tomorrow, but I need you to relax a lot and get tired today. Well, cheers!

Cheers!

There are more than 50 people in the canteen, including my guild members. It's quite spectacular because it's all in one voice.

"Good work again, Dick. I would like to apologize once again for what happened at the hearing."

Primiere sat first and came to greet me. When I put the glass on modestly, I lowered my head deeply towards me and my master.

"No, it's over. Whatever the reason, the snake needed to be dealt with. And there's a lot to gain from this."

"Thank you for your forgiveness. Please let me know if there is anything I can do to help you as a Duke."

Vale is half-permeable, so you can see Primiere when you get close.

Lord Marquis said he was obsessed with Primiere even after he married another woman, but he was beautiful enough to know.

"It's been a long time, Lord Primiere. Would you like to speak with us in this seat?

"This is Princess Manarina... and Timmy. I'm honored to hear from you."

Manarina and Timis came and invited Primiere.

If I had known you before, I would have liked to talk to you at the corner.

"Dean, have you forgotten something important?

"Nh... Master. The important thing is....."

Speaking of which, I noticed Manarina looking at us with a nervous look. And look at her outfit again - wearing an elegant but not too luxurious dress that decorates this dinner party as a princess.

(Only in public, we have to use the right words... not when it's illuminated)

"Lord Manarina, Lord Timis. You look great in today's dress."

"Ah... well, I wasn't waiting for such a compliment... my sister is wearing something close to it."

"Onee-sama Manarina looks better on you. I'm a knight, so these clothes are fluffy and restless."

"Very well suited. This is exactly what the Knights of Albain are about."

Primiere compliments Timmy with a soft tone. Timis is often embarrassed, but even though only half the blood is connected, she is very similar to her sisters, so she has the elegance not to take Manarina.

"Dear Dick, today's clothes are completely different from usual. As if he were your son."

"No, no, that's too much to say. I'm not your son."

"Manarina, your sister is right. I've had a completely different impression since you got dressed...."

When it comes to dinner parties, you can't go out in loose clothes. I put my sleeve through Verlaine's prepared clothes, but the surroundings seem to be better than I imagined.

"When I saw you at the Inquisition, you were daring to bury me... I was ashamed of myself. Just because I am noble, I have no doubt that I will dress up gorgeously....."

It is more calm than honest pleasure to be praised for anything anymore. I'm sorry that Primiere's assessment of me has changed too much.

"Now, if you'll talk to me later....."

"Well... as long as it's me. I can't really talk funny."

"We would appreciate it if you could tell us a little bit about your courage in the labyrinth. Besides, if you don't mind, Duke's latest developments....."

"Duke? Timmy, did you just say Duke?

"Hey... Ma, Prince Manarina. They say there are similar names in the world, so don't worry too much."

"No, because Poron, the receptionist at the University of Magic, said that he sometimes delivers meals to him...."

I almost didn't know who I was, but just because I found out, Timmy's preference is for me - there's nothing wrong with it - no, it's huge.

"Duke is in and out of Magic University, isn't he? I'm such a researcher, so I'm sure you'll get a lot of credit... but it's so embarrassing that you won't show up on the stage."

"Well, some of them were amazing. Princess, how about a drink instead? We have a variety of them."

"Now... I'd like a thousand-year peach break of Kirin milk liquor."

"I... can you do it on Lord Dick's recommendation? I'm not familiar with alcohol."

"Yes, sir. Please wait a moment."

As a courtesy to the guests, I entered the kitchen once. Beatrice is preparing a new menu for additional dishes.

"I'm sorry I let you work so hard. Are you tired?"

"We're using magic to materialize, but that's enough for now. Thank you for your concern, Master."

"Yes, it was Beatrice who invited Primiere. I was hoping to talk to you soon, so I'm glad you called. I appreciate it."

"Your husband said he wanted to talk to the Duke. I sent you an invitation in the name of Dick Silver, not my name. So I think you visited Mr. Primiere."

"... Primiere must have wanted to come here once. You're not just here about me, are you?

"Ah... Dear Dick..."

Looking at Beatrice, who had been reluctant, I naturally wanted to do so. When I stroked her head, her bloody white face became red.

"... ah, no. Dick taught me not to keep my eyes off the fire."

"I hope Beatrice comes out here when the food's settled. Now, let me make you a drink."

"Dick can show you shakers. If I show it to you, I'm sure it'll be great."

"I wonder. I don't know how many people to make... when it comes to toasting, it was three choices: ale, fruit liquor, and juice. That doesn't smell any good."

When the shelf door is opened, the ingredients are lined up to blend the liquor. I started weighing the amount, feeling like it's been a long time.

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And after half an hour of drinking I made, everyone began to get drunk and split into several tables in the dining room, making it a time for lively jokes.

I was greeted by an Alliance member and poured alcohol on guests, but I wanted a little outside air and came out to the garden. There is also a table outside where you can drink while looking at the garden.

I also run a tavern, so I'm not bad at bustling places. Rather, I like to see customers who are drinking and looking fun, and I like to get drunk myself.

(I'll do everything with my strength. If we hadn't managed the tavern well, we wouldn't have been able to hold this event.)

Not all Alliances have a tavern as a retreat for Alliance members and neighbors.

Since there was a tavern in the silver water bottle pavilion, it was in its current form while various measures were being taken to improve revenue.

The owner of the tavern told her client's story and it took Verlaine a while to hear it next to her. Until then, no store owner was decided, and Alliance agents entered the counter on a daily basis, practically acting as receptionists.

It's been about three months since Verlaine arrived. She waited five years from the demon king's crusade and then came to King's Landing.

It enters my shop as the owner and lives together. If my brother Julius knew the truth, he would certainly be quite shocked by that state of affairs.

But Verlaine is an adult and independent woman. I'm not very impressed that my brother interferes with the life of his family.

I have a sister, too, but even if she's married without me, she won't object unless she's a very dangerous person.

(No, Verlaine and I aren't married... but I think that's what living together means from a family perspective...)

"Mr. Dick, do you have a problem?

"Nh... Yuma. What, you think I'm alone?

"Fufu... that's right, but I wanted to pour you a drink."

"Oops, sorry... oops"

Pour the ale into my glass from the bottle Yuma gave me. Because the bubbles were easy to stand, it was likely to overflow from the glass, but it subsided as much as possible.

"I'm sorry. Even though I'm not used to it, I stretched out and did this...."

"No, I'm just glad you poured it, so don't think too hard."

"... yes. Thank you very much."

Yuma scratches up the hair on her shoulders and says with a groan. My hair grew a little longer and I looked older than when I met again a little while ago.

"So... Mr. Dick, you were in the bath earlier, right?

"Hmm... did you notice that?

"Ah... I knew it. I couldn't see him in the bath, but when I soaked in the bathtub, I felt Dick's waves...."

"I can't deceive Yuma... I'm sorry. I was just trying a new magic trick."

"You mean the magic of vanishing? No, don't use it for something you shouldn't. Dick's unclean soul must not be coloured by such things. God is always watching what we do, right?

"I'm really sorry. I won't do it again, so please miss it."

Thank you for lecturing me on the next archbishop candidate, and I confess honestly. Yuma laughed happily and saw the bustling dining room.

"Dick can't be offended, so I'll keep it to myself. But can I just check this out?

"Ah, ah. It might be an unacceptable answer."

Yuma took a sip of herbal tea without alcohol and put her hand on her chest and said.

"... which one of you shook Dick's soul the most?"

"Well, that's... no, to tell the truth, I don't really see it. I didn't mean to peek."

"Really... doesn't that mean you've only been seen a little bit?

"A little bit, just one person. You can swear to it."

"So... is that Eileen? I didn't hide it, and you were swimming boldly."

The interrogation of the priestess drove her down with a twitch. Would Eileen let me know if I said I saw it - I'm looking naked about the slime, but that's not what I'm talking about.

If my wife were to give it to me, it would seem that I was the only one there, and I would have said such a confession, so I don't think it would make any difference if she showed me naked. If I reopen it, Eileen's preference will freeze.

(I don't think Yuma said that clearly. Is it OK to think of it as neutral?)

"You're still conscious, right? God made all human shapes fair. Well, being rich is the wrong idea."

"Well, well... I think so too."

"Really? Can you swear to God of Albain?

"I'm not a believer, but I swear. I assure you."

"... good. Sorry, don't worry about that. I want you to take care of Dick....."

"Certainly, until a while ago, Yuma was younger and thought it was like a sister's. But today...."

I feel that the impression has changed. Before saying that, Yuma smiled and stared me in the face.

"Well, what's the matter? Is there something on my face?"

"No, I didn't think you'd get tired of looking at Dick's face."

"I thought you wanted to relieve yourself. I'd appreciate it if you could help me when my life is over."

"... I'm so glad you said that. You don't have to wait until then to touch your soul. Even Dick would forgive me."

Lighting from the dining room creates a wave of light in the hair that is slightly longer than it reaches Yuma's shoulders.

Originally, he had a warm smile that brightened the viewer, but now he had a different, first-time look.

It is very practical and cannot be distracted. Looking at everyone else one step closer, they realize it wasn't meant to be.

"... if you only touch your soul, you don't have to be so cowardly. A new world could open up."

"Yes, I'm sure I'll open it. We open the doors of a new world and experience the sublimation of our souls. That way, the two souls will melt together, and there will be a strong bond that will not disappear in this world or in the promised land....."

"Chi, it's so close, you can get stuck here...."

"Distance to the body is a trivial thing, in order to get closer to the soul... ah..."

Yuma, who became obsessed while she was talking, stepped out on my lap sitting in the chair. The white legs stretching from the hem of the skirt stuck their eyes unexpectedly.

(It's always pure white without direct sunlight... you have beautiful legs)

"No, no... Mr. Dick, you have to interact with your soul, not your body's desire first, and gradually get closer..."

"... soul?

"Ah... Sister, don't bother Dick and Yuma..."

Sherry and Lotte come looking for us, and Lotte, of course, makes a mistake and tries to leave. No, no mistakes. If we were so close in the garden at night, it would only look like Yuma and I were friends forever.

"Well, wait... don't be quick, both of you. I'm just getting a little hot right now... right, Yuma?"

"Ha, yes... I'm sorry, I can't see my surroundings when I'm obsessed."

I thought it would be okay with the explanation, but Shelley and Lotte were convinced.

"You need to take your time to get closer to your soul. And yet, I'm in a hurry...."

"That's why...."

"... I'm interested in that story. Soul Distance... is that with Dick?

"If onee-sama is interested, I'd like to talk to her... for the after-school."

Both Sherry and Lotte are wearing red gorgeous dresses, each twin with a different charm. Shelley had long hair knitted in one, and even though she didn't show her skin that much, it was glossy enough that she couldn't see.

"... Dick, this outfit is very daunting. That was a lovely greeting."

"When it comes to Dick, I admire everything too much. If you don't pull a little harder, men will get better. Isn't it?

"I don't know if you want to ask me, but... I've already made quite a mistake."

"... it's not a mistake. Everyone is gathered today to thank Dick. Both men and women are."

Lotte will pour the ale back into my empty glass. Together, I poured half the cold ale into my throat.

"Sherry, is there anything in your body?

"It's okay. Don't worry about it anymore... I'm a little worried about the labyrinth coming in."

"Sister... please, don't go to the labyrinth alone.

"I'll call you back. It's okay, there's no danger to me in the labyrinth."

"Well, I think so, but it would be helpful if you called me. There's a good chance that the labyrinth still has strong monsters."

"Okay. Follow Dick's instructions. What do you usually do?

"I hope you will act as a guild as usual. I don't plan to reorganize the Red Twin Pavilion."

It meant going back to normal, but they looked a little disappointed.

"What's wrong? I'm not feeling well, but are you worried about something?"

"... it's good to have you and Dick on an adventure together. I just thought so."

"I don't think it's very common to go beyond the Alliance's boundaries anymore... it was a valuable experience. Thank you for taking me, Dick."

"For a short time, I'll thank you. Besides, I'm in the same king's capital, so I'll see you whenever I want to. I could go on an adventure."

"Are you sure...? Even if we invite you on an adventure."

Shelley is reluctant to ask. Originally, the Alliance Master would never go on an adventure, but all this is special.

"Oh, please ask me anytime. We need to make plans."

"Ah... okay. Thanks, Dick."

"... that's how I'm going to take my sister's hand. I don't think so."

"No, that's not true. Dick just listened to me."

It doesn't mean I'm still me. As an adventurer, it is an honor to be invited to a party. Nothing is more lonely than an adventurer whose companions do not need it.

The two of them went back inside with joy. Yuma, who was dropping it off, also stood up.

"Dick, it's Verlaine... I've been entertaining you in the hall a while ago, but I think I'm out of my seat."

Does that mean you want to see me? I wanted to talk to you, so I decided to be kind to Yuma.

But if you keep flirting, everyone in the dining room may be worried, so you have to come back early.

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Verlaine's magic is strong and it is not difficult to follow its signs.

Then I arrived in my sleeping room upstairs. The door was slightly open, so I tried to see what was going on inside - where I saw a sight beyond comprehension.

(Verlaine... what are you hugging... ah, is that my pillow...?

Lighted by candlestick lights, Verlaine is holding my pillow. Apparently, he's burying his face - what does it mean to smell people's pillows?

"... can I at least take it home?"

"No, no. You can't do that."

"Yaaa!?

I said something too abrupt, so I stumbled into it. Verlaine screams loudly and looks back with my pillow in her arms.

"Here, this is... well, yes, I was making a bed for the maid. I was never trying to steal a pillow."

"Are you going to make a bed while we're having dinner?

"Ugh... no, it's okay. Sometimes I come up with something."

I still don't release the pillow, so I want to know if you like it so much.

But I couldn't miss the word 'at least' that I said to myself.

"... perhaps you feel sorry for your brother?

"... that's not true..."

Verlaine didn't say no. That's what I imagined.

"I'll ask you anything you want. I'll shut up about the pillow."

"No, don't say that. Being compassionate makes me even more embarrassed."

With a white elf, Verlaine makes it easy to see the flushing of the skin. Even as her ears became red, she exhaled and started talking.

"... it's my fault my brother is immature. When Julius was young, I was to serve as the Devil King, and it was decided that I would retire as an adult. After he took office, I didn't help him... yet I only knew what the king was up to."

"I grew up spoiled because I'm the only boy in the royal family..."

"You saw the knights Julius was carrying. My brother only puts people around to lift himself up. I am impressed by the fact that I am younger than my minister... and therefore have done reckless things such as declaring war on a country where there is a truce. You can't help but surprise your husband."

Verlaine shook her voice to apologize for herself.

I don't mean to be particularly angry or have bad feelings for Julius - it seems better to keep that in mind.

"If that's all we know, we've solved the problem." I'm worried about my brother, so I need your help. "

"... request... to your husband...?

"That's right. I didn't say I wouldn't do the Guild job. And now that I've taken it on, I'll do it... do you think that's a fake?

Verlaine was staring at me for a while. Eyes of truth - but when she realized she was holding the pillow, she slipped away from her body.

"... even if you're doing this and pretending to be seriously troubled, you're probably thinking"

"I don't think so, but I like that pillow, too. Don't let them take it."

"Well, who's going to take it? I want something else as a memento."

"Yes, I like this talisman, too. This is what Verlaine wants, isn't it?

She pulls the chain of pendants on her chest and shows her the talisman, as if she had come up with a good idea. Verlaine was not angry with me for acting like that.

When she puts her pillow back to bed, she makes the bed as she says. Don't look at me as if I were a bobcat when I was behind you.

"... if you say this, you'll think I'm a terrible sister, but I dare say so. I...."

"No, you shouldn't say that until I win."

"Mmm... maybe so... okay. Then let's do it again. I want to drink" milk "or" alcohol that can only be drunk here. "

I wonder if Verlaine couldn't be tough on her younger brother. That still doesn't seem to have changed.

But she decided not to. Then I'm not lost either.

"'Special Blend'?

"Of course." My Original. "

It was a phrase that I came up with. My work in the guild begins with this routine exchange.

"You're going to owe me more, is that okay?

"Fufu... I'm still the ex-Demonic King? There are many ways to entangle your husband. Expect it."

If you can get paid in any way, I can't afford to work.

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Verlaine left first, and then I left the room. Then Master was waiting in the hallway.

"Don't worry, I've just arrived. Ver, I'm glad you're feeling better."

"What a surprise... I didn't know he was my brother's favorite sister. My sister seems to be weak to me."

"My sisters were kind to you too, Dee. Do you send letters or anything?

"I'll return it to the one you sent me. But my brothers have a family, and my sister isn't married yet."

"Maybe it's because you haven't done everything you want to do. Dee, I think you are too....."

"I don't know. I want to do it, or I want to get rid of the grief of caring now."

Defeating the "Snake" doesn't mean it's all over.

In the Dungeon, Snake showed us the phantom. The floating island was attacked by someone and fell to the ground - and the inhabitants left behind their master and Diane, and everything vanished.

But that doesn't mean they're gone from the ground. Without confirmation that it has disappeared, you should think it 'still exists'.

"I thought I might need a flying dragon someday. I thought it would be okay to end my worries, but I don't think so."

"Dean... do you think there are other things like a floating island (Berthalis)?

"I can't say no. If an enemy comes from the sky, I'd rather be prepared than unprepared. That's what I've been thinking since the Fire Dragon came to the forest near King's Landing. Our country is too defenseless for intruders from the sky."

Fighting around the sky with metastasis magic is not the best choice given the intensity of wear and tear, the difficulty of control, and even if possible.

Have your allies ride an excellent dragon that has been trained, and organize a party that can handle air warfare. If the Snake had been flying in the sky, we wouldn't have had any hands or feet - if it hadn't been in the Underground Castle, it would have been a terrible imagination, but the Snake could have flown in the sky.

"So I'm trying to incorporate Elsein's dragon riding technology."

"Ah. Well, my... or my friend's dragon master trained me to try the power of a firedragon."

"Ah, what Miralka said about the Fire Dragon Baby?

It's a secret with Miralka, but it's leaking... okay. Miralka must have talked to his master with a little forgiveness.

"They're still dragons, so they're not big enough to carry people. It's my father's dragon, but there's a lot going on. I needed you to be strong."

"Will you teach me all that?

If you say so, you can't plant it later. It will be a long story when I talk about it in detail, so I think it would be better to explain it at once.

"A while ago, Timmy asked me to come here today..."

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At Timith's request, I moved the Fire Dragon's parents and children into my own forest and began grazing.

As for the fire dragon's father, he was attacked by other beasts in the volcanic belt, many of whom were defenceless, wounded inside his body, and ran for his life.

It seems that her mother's firedragon flew away with her husband in the distant sky, leaving her child with Shura, the dragonmaster.

Father Dragon, who was badly wounded and alert to humans, recovered from the treatment of Shura Lao and needed a large amount of food to recover.

So I let the firefly feed me through the Weltem Chamber of Commerce. Minerals to make hard scales, animal feeds such as meat, and tree nuts - while eating them all - changed in the Father's Dragon.

Old Shura told me that dragons are creatures that change dramatically depending on habitat and food. Changes do not occur unless a considerable amount of food is eaten, but because it is a firefly dragon, it is a result of feeding a pile of flame walnuts, so as to be able to counter the speed of the external enemy, the meat of the "wind bat", etc., and giving something called the "golden beetle" to make the scale even harder - it has changed to a mutant species that can no longer be called a firefly dragon.

My father, the dragon, who was fed and understood that he was taking care of his wife and children, looked down at me and encouraged me to ride on my back. The mother dragon can ride me, but my father dragon's flying performance jumped to a point not comparable to that of a regular fire dragon, and I had a hard time getting used to it.

Whenever I went outside King's Land to watch my fellow masked saviors, I stopped by the grazing land and practiced riding dragons. And when I grabbed my hand, I always called it "Father Dragon", so I gave it a nickname. Because it is a firefly dragon, it is a frank name called "burning".

"Originally, Joyce at the Weltem Chamber of Commerce told me he wanted to use dragons for transportation, and I wanted a little more dragons. But dragons are hard to hear. Old Shura was watching the Fire Dragon family and was full of them, so I thought it would be great if Elsein's dragon man would help me at first. I don't know how good this is going to be."

"... Dee, was that all you thought about just seeing Elsein's Black Dragon? I don't think they even imagined it. I was just wondering how far my story was going to go."

"That's not such a big deal. Elsein's Black Dragon was also a good dragon, but I wanted to show him my dragon, which was stronger and faster. It was the ship they were fighting for."

Of course we must win, not just show it. But when I saw the Black Dragon, I was able to grasp not only the Dragon Knight, but also the approximate battle rating of the Dragon.

"Dee, you've got a tough Wyburn, so I don't suppose you can pull the dragon's skill that far?

"He was a riot boy...."

"I miss it. But when I think back then, Dee, all I have to do is apologize to you... I'm sorry, even for being such a master."

"No, I was an idiot running away without even knowing how my master felt. If we were to face each other at that time, we might not have had to push our master."

How lonely and painful immortality is. If I had understood that, there would have been another way to escape under the pretext of demon king crusade.

"... are we like each other?

"Well... you're a master and an apprentice."

"When you stay with me all the time, you look alike. I wonder what that was about."

"I don't know...."

My parents used to say things like that when we were together. This means that couples can be similar.

"... that's right. Dee, I didn't get you to make liquor earlier.

"Ah... sorry. I didn't really know what my master liked."

"I've been drinking alcohol before, but I think I like fruit wine. And I like strong alcohol."

"Master has the impression that even a tough drink is likely to be drunk as a kello, yes."

"Dee, there's a lot of people coming to see you today, so maybe we should have a drink together again."

(... oh, yeah. I felt the same thing Miralka and Yuma felt for me, for my master and the adults around me.)

The master recognized me as a person who could drink with him, not as a child. I don't say I'm not an adult unless I can drink alcohol, but it's a drink that symbolizes being an adult.

Well, I'll go downstairs and make Master's liquor.

"Yeah, thanks. Ah, speaking of which, Rigel, you guys got drunk and called out about Dee. If we get caught right now, we could get in trouble."

"He's weak, but he drinks so badly... 'us' is around McKinley."

"And, Leonid, too. Zekt-kun was invited, but Mizuha-chan guarded him by saying," My brother is weak in alcohol. "

"Looks strong, but people don't look good."

Drinking alcohol and taking off some wings is a good thing. At Rigellians, if you don't drink it, you'll be terrified to see Leonid in front of you, but it's also the magic of alcohol that loses its walls - I hope it's not rude to the people in front of you.

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In addition to the coconut nuts favored by the Blue Fox clan, a variety of fruits are soaked in liquor and enjoyed around the world.

Some wines are made from the fruit itself. Wine is perhaps the greatest of them, but in the tropics there are things that just leave ripe fruits behind and become alcohol of their own volition - that is, shirokoko liquor.

A bottle of freshly harvested shirokoko liquor is transported by boat from the southern tip of the continent through the desert canal from southern Albain to King's Landing. There are few items that can be purchased, but two or three can arrive in a month, so if the timing is right, they can be delivered to the customer.

Once this liquor is opened, it will soon be sour if it is not drunk early. There are many people who say that the acidity is good, but I think it would be good to combine the freshly opened wine, which has sweetness and is easy to drink, with other fruit liquors - it is also excellent with coconuts, but I will combine it with liqueurs made from the fruit of pangola from the southern part of the same continent.

Pour the yellow pangolin liqueur into the glass first and slowly pour the milky white shirokoko liquor through the spoon to avoid mixing. Then put the mint leaves on and shake the powdered shirokoko fruit.

I made and gave Beatrice's share of the tour with the master who came to see where I was going to make it in the kitchen. They both like the sweet smell of shirokoko.

"It's like dessert, even though it's alcohol. Dee, where did you learn this recipe?

"We only have research every day. Sometimes I use alcohol from other stores as a reference, but I made this because I wanted to drink it."

"The liquor your husband made... nh... delicious. The white areas are sweet and the fruit flavor on the bottom seems to rise later."

Because I aim to have such a taste, my face breaks down without thinking about the comments as expected. Master also put his mouth on the glass and blinked his eyes.

"Delicious... as much as it goes in. Ah, but I want to feel better than I thought."

Because alcohol uses alcohol that falls into a tight category, it is sweet and easy to drink, and if you drink it, it will quickly crush. Beatrice's eyes are already red, tingling and snuggling.

"Hiccup... I'm sorry too. It's a shame in front of your husband."

"Sorry, Beatrice was a little tough on you."

"No... it feels so good. Hiku, my eyes are twitching..."

"Bear, are you okay? Maybe you should get some rest. Dee, I'm going to put Bear to bed for a while."

By the time I saw it, it turned bright red and Beatrice was taken away. Well, since I can neutralize alcohol with healing magic, my master will take care of it.

"Dick, come on! I... I thought you were gonna do it! I'll follow you for the rest of my life!

"Man McKinley, 18th cup! To my Alliance Master!

"Hahaha, Dick, your guild guys are good to cum! I envy these monkeys because they're not in our guild!

Rigel and McKinley are totally ready - it's still rude to treat them if they get drunk.

"Dick... it's boring just to leave your seat. I thought I could drink with you."

"Kasumi-san, you're opening the collar too much. If you don't squeeze it a little tighter, my dick will get lost."

"Oh, hey. It's called" our. "Miralka's drunk, too."

"What are you talking about? I can't possibly get drunk. I don't want you to say anything embarrassing to your eyes... hiccup"

"Don't make it up, make it up... oh, hey, your feet are flickering."

Miralka faintly loses balance, but can be supported by Eileen, who was nearby.

"Ah, it's Dick. Dick, where have you been? Well, you were having an affair ~!"

"What are you... setting me up in your head? I'm embarrassed."

"What are you ashamed of?! Look at all of Dick's naughty tits, and my tits... I have them too!"

"No, don't do this... ah, later! Not now, anyway!

"I hope so later... Dick, just because Eileen is drunk, take her to her room..."

"Don't take it to some weird development! Cody, you're on my side!

Ask the party's conscience for help - but Cody said with a sad face, placing his hand on the collar of the shirt.

"I'm getting a little hot just now... Dick, what should I do?

"Well, no matter what I say....."

"... maybe it's a little tight. It might be easier if you take it off....."

"Wait, don't hurry! I can't let that ruin what I've been protecting!

Hot salads are a real problem - getting drunk and trying to get rid of them. Miralka and Yuma have settled down so far, but we don't know when it will be dangerous.

"Master, it's about time, but what should we do? Niisama says she's going home to bed."

"Ah, I see... it's already such a time. Guys, if you want to stay, get Beatrice permission! If you're going home, I'll send someone from afar to our intelligence department! Thank you for being here today, and good luck again!

Everyone was drunk so I didn't get back a sharp reply, but it seems that I could announce the dissolution for now, and someone came out of the dining room as instructed by me.

Most people went home because their families were waiting for them, and few people wanted to stay. Leonid, who was drunk, also went home to avoid angering the daughter who was living with him, and after that there were four Demon King Crusaders, Master, Primiere and his maid.

Verlaine was starting to clean up. You don't have to worry anymore, and I'll laugh when my eyes meet.

Lisa, Sakuya, and Zeke and Mizha's brothers and sisters also helped me clean up, but they told me to take care of the rest and let me go home. Mr. Kasumi, who was sleeping at the table, decides to have him rest in an empty room. If Master applies the magic of drunkenness, he will wake up refreshed tomorrow.

"Dean, we're all flustered, but are we all going to wake up drunk?

"I don't have a problem. The steps are solid, and you don't have to get drunk with magic."

"I'm fine, too, because I don't drink."

"Eh, didn't Yuma drink by mistake earlier? I've seen oneesan ~"

"Eileen, you shouldn't have seen that. It's called friendship."

Yuma has been banned from drinking due to her previous age as a monk, but if she mistakenly put her mouth on it, there is no choice. There will be no harm to the body if it is a little bit.

The four of them have stayed in the room before, so take them to the room. After I dropped it off, I started cleaning up - I looked at the number of glasses Rigel and McKinley drank and shrugged my shoulders, but let's take a good look at their cheerfulness.

"Lord Primiere, how are you today? Was it a little noisy?"

Verlaine greets Primiere. Primiere said it was Beatrice and decided to stay in the Mansion for the first time in a long time.

"Every time the Guilds finish a big job, they have a lively event like this. Imagine, I was envious."

"It's unusual for multiple Alliance associates to gather together, but I don't think it's a bad idea sometimes."

"Giggle... even though Dick is the host of this event, he was entertaining you as the organizer. It's hard to do."

"Well, I just got out of my seat... but I don't hate seeing everyone do that."

Even if the words were broken, Primiere was not to blame. There is a smile in her mouth that looks over Vale.

"I think that people like you are the real thing. Neither I nor Lord Markis nor Lord Lowe have it... and Lord Dick has it."

"That's... I don't want to buy it. If you do what you want, and everyone affirms me like that, it's because luck is huge."

"... your luck is yours. I praise you many times, even if you deny it. I've been taught how much I want to do that."

Then I didn't feel like tearing things up when I did something wrong.

Primiere didn't say anything for a while, stared at me - and left with the maid.

"... Master, don't you realize what she was trying to say?

"Nh... what? I know you worked hard for me, and I appreciate it."

"No, that's fine. If you don't notice, I'm sure the King's Capital is peaceful."

"That's a shame... Verlaine, isn't it? You've been serving and you haven't had much to drink. It's a late hour, but I'll hang out with you if you like."

"That's right, Master knows the story. That is the Lord that I have recognized. Let's also call Beatrice and have a small feast with her husband and family."

Beatrice is weak to alcohol, so I was going to drink with Verlaine alone, but if that's what she says.

--And I'll be drinking with Verlaine till midnight.

I hadn't thought I'd get any more agony before the evening came to light in this mansion.