514 6. Men's Tales

"We're getting old too..."

Larsia pours red liquid into a glass of glass of iron (crystal iron) at her discretion.

Earlier smug words seemed to melt into it, and Yut, sitting face-to-face, was silent for a while.

Only the sound of swallowing alcohol and breathing woods spirit indoors.

"... or what is this gathering? Where are we? I was supposed to be surrounded by wives and children."

"Yut, is that really reality?

"No way......"

"Yes, dreams. Everything was a dream..."

"Right. That's what happened! What is Obelisk... What is a helix of despair (Leliouria)... ugh!

"That's a good idea, Nori."

All of a sudden Larsia started claiming her dream och.

Yut trying to send his previous adventures into nothingness.

With two of those best friends in the dish, Exile drank up his brandy with a jock. It deserves that sumptuous drink and doesn't seem to care what Larsia and Yut say or do.

If I had a rational person, I might have sent him some advice that I should care.

But there was only this willing member here.

The three of them are the usual dining room and meeting room.

We are gathered in the corner of a long table and for some reason the liquor platter is starting.

Alcohol is a good thing, but knobs are dried meat or cheese. Besides, it's only about dried fruit. Very unlikely to be the banquet of an important figure of the state.

But there's nothing to worry about that, and when it comes to the situation, it's incredible in itself that we're in a situation like this.

Anyway, no one can explain it.

Of course, Yut isn't losing his memory until he gets here either. Enough for once, such as amnesia.

scrutiny and amendment of reports for the Royal Palace.

I started that difficult business about a week ago.

Today, we finally have something to be satisfied with... Come on, let's play with the kids. No, let's take the colo for a walk. No, no, that's both of them.

That's what I thought, but Larsia with the liquor bottle kidnapped me.

Larsia, who is Ten himself, did not suddenly try to tell us why he started a drinking party.

"Huh? Are we good with Nori? Isn't that normal?

"Especially not that I meant to say something funny?

"Right. Well, then that's good."

Larsia and Yuut in the face.

In contrast, Exile also responds with a straight face. In particular, it was not even a topic I wanted to pursue.

"So, why did they call me?"

Even as a yut, there is something more of a concern.

He carried the wine glass to his mouth and pointed the water at Larsia with his face "sour, I knew you wouldn't like it".

"Kids are cute. Your wife is cute, too."

But the meadow race (Magner) began to speak with a serious look.

Rather than lack of context, Yut faces Exile in the atmosphere. At a time when Larsia has a serious look, it's a comparable issue to a natural mutation.

"When you have a family, a man can work hard for it. There will also be a stakeout. For the sake of my family, I don't think hard work is hard either."

"... so?

"But sometimes you want to stretch your feathers!

Placing the wine glass on the table so hard that it sounded, Larsia shouted.

"Right. Well, yeah."

Yut was relieved by its content.

All of a sudden I had a child and since I accepted that, Larsia has been actively involved. As a matter of fact, the main business has not been so rough either, and as a result Larsia was born, which is likely to disappear even now, after encountering the first day of the festival.

That would be one side of Larsia, too, but apparently now she wants to relieve the stress.

When it's a good trend, Yut honestly rejoices.

But it was another word that was meant to come out with your mouth shut.

"Surprisingly, it was a normal reason"

"What's wrong with normal!

Something seems to have switched on, and Larsia stands up - because of her height, her gaze is lower than when she was sitting in a chair - but she wields a hot valve.

"Normal, I mean normal... normal, right?

"Oh, it's good to start talking, but he said he didn't come up with anything funny."

Sounds like it.

"Oh, no, that's not true. Can you stop saying it like you slipped?

Show Larsia the difficult art of going back to her chair and back on the poker face.

This is the human conversation that you claimed you weren't going to be saying anything particularly interesting.

"Well, that would have been nice."

Eating chopped hard dried meat in nostalgia, Yut continued.

"Exactly, 'From now on,' cause I decided to do it with a single ramen shop, 'or something like that, they're gonna ask me."

"I won't talk about that!

"Now what?

"Not now."

I don't know if I meant it, but Larsia snorted up again, right in the face.

Continuing on this topic, I'm afraid it's going to develop weird.

Having so decided, Yut decided to change the vector of the story.

"Well, until we do something about the Verga Empire, we're gonna have trouble getting retired."

"Huh? Is that all you need?

"That's all... Thousands of things are messing up right now, but it's a big country."

What are you talking about?

Now confidently, Larsia laughs off Yut. Exile just watches it in silence. No, I'm drinking, too.

"It's okay. The Verga Empire without Verga is like ramen without sauce. Delicious... is that it? Isn't that delicious?

"At least if it's Chashu or an egg that's missing"

Unflavored ramen looks harsh.

"Well, that's it. If it's for Yut and Alcia, I'll do my best. When you're done, you should go to that hot spring. Alcia and I are together. About a week, alone. Oh, nothing. Can Val come with me? Val is."

"Something, I've been gently sexually harassing you while you say it for me or something, what do you think of the old man?

"I think the kid is a treasure, but Larsia sucks"

"I knew..."

"I knew it!

That said, Larsia seemed happy.

"Nevertheless, I didn't think this was going to happen to Yut..."

"It's a blatant change of subject, but let's just ask"

Even as a yut, I'm not talking about wanting you to continue.

Pour the wine in while closing to the softness of the dried meat you just had, and nod to Larsia.

"Really, the first time I saw you, you felt weak and you couldn't live long enough. Come on."

"That's what I've heard before."

"That must mean impressive"

Honestly, I'm embarrassed to talk about it right after I moved to the Brewers. I feel like I'm being shown a video of an athletic event without permission

So even though I handled it without hesitation, Exile was eating it.

This rock giant (Jarloot) also seemed close to Larsia's perception.

"Me too, what will happen in the future with such muscle mass? I was worried."

"Even if it is spoken by superhuman standards like Osama and Val...... And because there are other means of living besides the muscles..."

"That's it, after remembering the spell, you've improved and started to think about maneuvering and partitioning."

"Well, that's because all I could think about was assault, right?

Yut said in a different gentle tone.

But the kind of words that it tells doesn't reach Larsia either.

"'Cause if Val and Egg hit him, most of his enemies would be dead."

"That's the same as it is now."

"... In fact, it is"

One of the important tasks of Yut and Alusia is to put on a support spell before and during the battle. This dramatically strengthens the combat capabilities of Valtrude, Exile and Larsia.

Though Yut initially also placed a heavy weight on defeating enemies with attack spells, gradually it gave way to Jonah, becoming specialized in support and enemy obstruction.

"Besides, it's just if you just hit me. We have a limit on how many times we use it."

While you were talking, did you recall your former dissatisfaction? Yut eagled the cheese and carried it straight to his mouth.

"Fair enough. Our goal is to defeat our enemies, not to make someone active."

So even so, we add wine along with the truth that Larsia is hard to deny.

Yut couldn't beat his soggy mouth all the while feeling it would be dangerous if he drank any more and dried his cup a lot.

"It's unusual for Yut to drink so much"

"You're making me drink. Well, I'm thirsty."

I don't mind the water, but I'm drinking because there's nothing else.

Saying that was all, Yut, now poured his own wine.

"Huh. Then open my secret sparkling wine."

"Well, I'm looking forward to it."

"No eggs!

"Yut. Larsia bullies me."

"That's a problem."

"I don't want Egg to tell me to jock on your precious wine!

Rarely, Larsia was right in her claim.

However, the theory of majority voting takes precedence on this occasion.

"Well, maybe a little bit."

"Yes, you are."

"It's really a little bit, isn't it?

The finest sparkling wine at the hands of an elf that I've taken out of an infinitely stocked bag by pretending to be more of a prerequisite.

"Hmm. That's an interesting drink."

"Oh. It's easy to drink out-of-the-box..."

- Most of them have been vacated by Yut and Exile.

But it doesn't mean a complete computational difference.

Finally, I succeeded in crushing Yut.

"Oh...... Oh, come on, Fluffy."

"Kukuk. I'm drunk. Hey, Yuut. Kukukukukukukukukuku"

"of... mi... rinsed......"

"Don't worry about later. I'll take responsibility and hand it over to Val."

Are you relieved by that? Or was it the limit?

Yut rammed onto the table.

"I made a sacrifice, but the fish caught was huge! Well, what would Yut look like if he got drunk?

I was a minor when I came here, and naturally I didn't have a drinking habit, Yut.

Even though I enjoyed it somewhat in conjunction with the common sense of the Brewers, I never drank enough.

I drunk the yut.

A strange sense of accomplishment and exaltation dominate Larsia.

"Ra shh..."

"Hmm? What is it?

"Me, me..."

"What?

"Uh-oh, it's just a mix..."

Exhale slightly painfully before Yut continues.

"It's Raya, the old man, who was so glad to be here... it's funny..."

And I closed my eyelids as if I had done all I could with it.

Often, silence, like the freezing of time, dominates the field.

It was Yut's slight sleep that broke it.

"... this kind of sloppiness"

"I don't know if it's sloppy, but I know what you're trying to say"

Then after a while more, Larsia and Exile finally squeeze out the words.

However, keep your voice down so you don't wake up Yut.

"Hey, Egg."

"What?

"If anything happens, we'll protect Yut first."

"Right."

No more words.

Larsia and Exile dished Yut's sleeping face and overlaid the cup.