491 At the end of the stairs

On stage, the bard begins to sing, soaking up the night. But there were a lot of guests left in the venue, and the feast was still going on.

We also have fun drinking and eating.

We all dance in circles, line up and howl.

Everyone in my family who had been acting with me for a long time was also starting to get away from me a lot when they called me over there or invited me over.

And I was now surrounded by dragon men.

"Heh heh. Ernea, that was an earlier grudge"

"Hey, what's up?

The men, who were so grumpy the opposite of the satisfied Mr. Irie, still show their last temper and surround me with a force like a carnivore targeting herbivores.

"Ernea, what day is it?

Mr. Zildo asks questions in a dazzling manner. But my eyes aren't laughing.

Mr. Zildo, too, is the one who fell into Mr. Irie's trap. Or because you're the biggest victim. My gaze of resentment toward me, my accomplice, hurts.

"Yeah, it's our wedding day!

"Hmm, right."

There are no other special anniversaries set for any race. So if they ask you what day it is, you don't hesitate to answer that, right?

But the atmosphere of the Dragon Men is disturbing.

Shit, Zan put me on my shoulder and I had a bad feeling, and I tried to escape. But they're holding me back disappointed and I can't escape.

Even a spatial leap would make it easy to escape, but Zan isn't used to it.

For making a spatial leap involving someone unfamiliar with drinking alcohol. Besides, if Zan turns his eyes with his shoulders together...

My precious costume is in trouble!

"Okay, Elnea. If today is the day you get married, what does tonight mean?

did it, and was smiled at by Ido.

Or am I scared of being like a demon king when Ido looks like that?

I respond with a little embarrassment as I draw my face to the power of Ids.

"It's decided, tonight..."

"Yes, that's the thing!

"No, no, I haven't said it till the end."

Dragon warrior blocking my words.

But you don't have to tell everyone. Everyone knows. I can't believe what the first night of your marriage means.

The lively venue, even in the middle of the night, must continue even as the sun rises again from the east as it is.

In the first place, we plan to continue this festival for a few days.

With a few days of respite, you made a grand plan to see if you could get to Terru.

But while the festival was going on, I didn't say we were staying at the venue all the time.

Everyone would go home if they had errands, and I think they'll come back when time is available. And even we, it's the same.

We're not all signing up, but you see, I think we all understand that.

Uh-huh, and what's to come is past my head, and I'm done with it.

"Phew..."

But Zan laughed with his nose when he saw my snorting face.

No, it's not just Zan. Ids, other dragon kings, and even all the dragon tribe men besieging me were grinning extremely badly.

"Elnea, have you not heard the customs of the Dragon Nation?"

"Yeah, what kind of habit is that?

I've lived with the Dragon Nation. I know all kinds of habits, habits, and codes. In the meantime, were there any habits that would adapt to this occasion right now?

"Well, if you don't know, I'll tell you."

"The dragon tribe has a habit of interrupting their first night!

"Yes or no!?

"Clearly, you're prepared. You can't go to your daughter-in-law unless you defeat us."

"What an annoying habit!

I can't believe we're interrupting an important night. There's so much evil outrage!

"Come on, it's a fight!

It was alcohol that Cestalinis, the dragon king of the giant body, had put on his desk.

"... No, I can't drink alcohol, can I?

"Come on, what are you saying sweetly over this period?"

"Unless you drunk all of us, know I won't visit you on a sweet night!

"Wow, it's lame."

Apparently, a battle is not one that uses weapons or technique, but a drinking duel.

But I can't drink alcohol...

So I remember a lot.

Speaking of which, a little before the ritual of marriage, people of the Dragon Nation were asking me something very meaningful. Can I drink alcohol or something?

Apparently he was suggesting this.

"Come on, drink!

"Hih."

The liquor poured into the vessel is served before me. [M]

Everyone in the Dragon Nation also had a cup.

"Then be prepared to crush the night of Elnea the Great Eight Dragon Kings, kappa!

The men of the Dragon Nation who drink up alcohol at once.

"Come on, you drink too"

"What would happen if I didn't drink?

"What I found out. You were just a kid, that's all they laugh at. You don't have to take this fight if you don't have to be slandered for being weak, but what would Mistral think?

"... Mistral is also a dragon tribe, so you know these men's habits"

"That's what I'm talking about"

I wonder if men's habits, if they escape the trials or something, will be considered half servings among the Dragon Nation. If that happens, I may lose my apologies to my wife Mistrals.

"Your liquor alcohol is low. That's all we can give you."

Besides, I don't hate alcohol. Watching Ufiria and Nina having dinner like every night looks very tasty, doesn't it?

But I felt like it was too early for me.

Some strong people drink before they go to school that they're early, but somehow they had a preconceived notion that "alcohol is a sign of adulthood".

You're weak, your friends tease you that you're weak, or they tell you you're a child face. I was just a kid and I just thought it was too early to say that "adult testimony".

But I don't know.

I've had a lot of adventures. I guess that's why I've traveled more than a warrior's listeer.

He then delivered the dragon sword dance and was able to welcome his five daughters.

In the rite of marriage, we are blessed by everyone who can't count like this.

Am I still a kid?

Or an adult?

Yeah, it's a mistake to worry.

I'm an adult.

As a husband, I have to support my wife and family as the big black pillar of the family. It can't be good for me to be a child forever.

This is the trial of the man who gambled his first night. Maybe I'm the one climbing the adult stairs myself.

Transfer your gaze to the vessel that was being forcefully held. And I drank the contents all at once.

"What, my throat's hot."

"Ha ha, well drunk!

Then Jura the Dragon King slapped me in the back and turned back.

"Come on, that's not the end of it. Let's keep going."

Heorona, the light-hearted dragon king, pours a new drink into my empty vessel.

"Elnea, you can get drunk first, or we can get drunk first."

"... at least, sweet alcohol, please"

When the same eight dragon kings Wall takes the head, and the dragon men stir up alcohol. I can drink too, and they rush me, but I can't wait to get the back of my throat hot.

I should have drunk the liquid, but on the contrary, it's like my throat is dry. It feels like alcohol is burning in my stomach. Tingling and paralyzing tongue.

Is this the taste of adults?

I climbed one of the adult stairs.

The stairs still seem to be going ahead.

I guess I don't like spicy alcohol.

Zan gave me a little attention and turned me into a fruit liquor.

I drink fruit liquor.

Sweet palate, but unique flavour. And after all, my throat gets hot as it burns.

With all my drinking, I get cheers from dragon men.

But this was the limit.

Having never had a proper drink, I am suddenly struck by the feeling of my vision spinning.

I'm supposed to be shouldered by Zan, but the view turns unstable with Guru. My head starts scratching and my breathing starts messing up.

You're supposed to be standing on a solid lawn, but your feet are stuck as if you were even on a cliff.

I fluttered. [M]

"Wow, you look drunk already."

"This is how drunk you are..."

Men of the Dragon Nation laughing cheerfully.

At the end of the year I was drunk from the beginning, but my thoughts were lagging so much that I couldn't compare then, and it felt like my body wasn't mine.

"Well, that's what happened at first. Look, it's Shizuku the Spirit Tree."

"Thank you, Zan"

Drink the Shizuku of the Spirit Tree handed to Zan.

The throat that was burning makes me feel better and stains my body.

Speaking of which, Shizuku the Spirit Tree is also good for hangovers and such.

There is no discomfort or nausea.

I like Yufiria and Nina getting drunk, he said, but now I might know somehow.

Fluffy thoughts, swinging sights, everything is getting interesting and fun.

Wow, let's drink more.

Or you can't do that or this without a drink.

Guys, wait!

Hahahahaha!

Next time - and I lifted my hands and hoped for alcohol, I flipped straight over the lawn.

And narrowing sight.

I let it feel good and I fell asleep. [M]

"Yeah... where am I, me?

When I woke up my eyes, a beautiful starry sky popped in full of vision.

Well, why am I doing wild boarding?

"Ha ha, you have a pretty good mouth to drink, too, Forganne"

"You can't beat the Dragon Clan with all this."

"Whoa, it's a fight."

"Hey, let me join you as a representative of the people."

"Did you say Rudriad or something? All right, let's see what people can do."

The lively voices of the men reach their ears as they disturb loose thoughts.

Moving only from the neck to the top to check the noisy direction, the pedigree was in for a mixed banquet.

... well, I was challenged by the Dragon Men and had a drink.

I finally grasp the situation and laugh bitterly.

How long have you been asleep?

I wonder what the Mistrals are up to.

Are you scared of me for making a big night out of you?

Mistral knows the customs of the Dragon Nation, and is he explaining them to everyone?

Isn't it too late now?

When I got up slowly, my vision was still a little shaky.

Are you awake?

"Good morning, Zan"

When I said hello, they laughed.

"It's only midnight. Am I drunk?

See, and drink the Shizuku of the handed spirit tree again.

The dragon men who beat me seem to be in the middle of a victory banquet.

But Zan's the only one who's making sure I'm up.

"Give me a break"

"You can run, but the Mistrals are still in the process of getting caught by the others."

"Maybe women have women's habits..."

It's not like that.

Zan taught me.

By frustrating a happy couple like this, the Dragon Nation seems to let them know that couples have a difficult future. Especially against men.

It's an unpleasant habit.

At the dawn when Zan and others get married, I'll be in the way of the first cup of eyes too!

... well, you're a habit that's been passed down in this spirit, and you derive your own answers, and you laugh.

"I'm not running away. I'm just gonna take a walk to get a little drunk."

Zan doesn't stop me or follow me suspiciously.

Zan drops me off, and I leave the men's banquet room behind.

The venue is as festive as ever.

Confirming while walking, Ufiria and Nina were pleasantly bickering surrounded by nobles. You should be drinking a lot of alcohol too, but you don't look drunk.

Sometimes you just drink it every night.

I may have to get used to alcohol gradually, too.

Lila seems happy surrounded by kings and philleles. Levaria and Gusfels are also here nearby to stay close.

Leaving it there, we're going to spend every possible time together, not just this evening, but tomorrow and the day after.

But, well, it's a rare opportunity, and you don't have to pull it apart without meaning.

Let's keep it fun.

Mistral looked after Old Sleighsta and Mr. Ashel.

Mistrals that work well at times like this, I think, are just great.

Or are you sure I'm going to defeat, and oh and everyone's about to spend the evening in a place of thought.

Guys, I'm sorry.

Old Sleighsta, who is looked after by Mistral, apparently finally got the "wait" lifted. I have Mistral fixing my hair and eating meat.

Around the Dragon tribe of the ancient species, besides the Mistral, there were also visible figures. Mistral's mother, Mr. Cornelia, or Grandma Yuri or Lady Jabalayan. Other dragon women and ear elder women.

Because of the presence of Mr. Ashel, who hates males, there is not a single man. When I thought about it, Mr. Ashel looked at me even though it was far away.

There is no appearance of a little one headed by Priscia.

I'm in the middle of a feast, but it's the middle of the night. I'm sure your mother scolded you, "Time to go to bed," and you reluctantly went to bed.

Many other drinkers and indulgent customers were seen everywhere.

But I couldn't just confirm Louiseine's appearance among everyone who made a scene.

That should be it, too.

Louiseine was on stage. It's not just Louiseine. The same witches Keeli and Inea, as well as all the other priests, were at night kamikaze on stage.

To Keeli and Inea, I might have done something I'm sorry for.

The two witches, who are Listeer's wives, are unable to attend this grand feast.

Priests cannot participate as guests in gorgeous banquets, festivals, etc.

It was the priests who supported our marriage rituals from behind.

Now the priests are offering their evening kamikaze, may the goddess watch over us.

On behalf of my family, I need to see this through. So I walk up to the stage.

Then a heterogeneous space could be created only in one part of the venue.

"... sorry. You said you were here because of me, but I haven't even said hello."

"I don't care about Ernea. My beautiful daughters greeted me while Elnea slept."

"Still, it's a late greeting, isn't it?"

I'd really like to watch Kagura at night. Neither can this one be left alone.

The way I changed course was in a mysterious mass compartment.

The first person to exchange words with me was Micheira, who met me under a ban. I know her and her brown-skinned ear elder family.

But the others were just the first people to see it.

The Nazarias were taking care of four women who were sitting in their seats and relaxing, bickering and watching night kagura.

But it's not just the four of us sitting in a seat with Mr. Nazaria's family. Eight other women were in this mysterious compartment, working to carry drinks and refill food.

There are people with long ears, normal people like us, beast-faced people, and winged people on their backs.

People of a wide variety of races worked for four women.

And there are three people surrounding the desk with Micheira, who's being looked after.

One, a girl as thin in pigment as a witch. That said, there are more colors than witches when there is a ju on their cheeks, their lips are peachy, their eyes are green.

Is the girl as old as Micheira?

He wore a costume somewhat similar to Louiseine's sunshine.

Yeah, is it more like Master Jabalayan's costume than Louiseine's, one way or another?

But it feels even more like an old-fashioned pattern than Jabalayan's.

After a closer look, I realized that it was actually a similar, not windy costume for others.

Thank you, rather than resembling Jabalayan's costume, it may be a costume from another area or a pattern more ancient.

Besides Micheira and the girl, two more were in their seats.

At first I thought it was the sisters. 'Cause it's the same purple hair. But I don't have the same face and different shades of hair. Or from one head, there were two horns growing.

From around the top of his ear, a curved corner stretches forward.

The horns of a woman like that of the Dragon Nation are not suitable for a beautiful face.

Young, old, as if it were a spiritual, ageless appearance.

And the hair draped on the ground is very long. I'm sure your hair stays on the ground even when you get up?

Or it's going to be several times taller.

Long hair had created a purple river on the lawn.

"It was a lovely ritual. You are loved by many races, many people."

"Oh, thank you"

I heard you were falling in love.

With a tender grin, I smiled and misled.

Horned women seem to have a preference for appetite over alcohol.

They eat delicious food brought to them by the people who take care of them.

Where the hell does it fit in that thin body......

Having greeted the horned woman, I turned to another purple-haired woman.

This woman's hair is cut off beautifully on her back.

Unlike the hair quality of a woman with fluffy and tender horns, it feels like rusty silk thread.

And this woman has no horns. Instead, he wore a beautiful red forehead decoration.

This woman seems to drink more than she eats. That said, I drink it elegantly to the extent that it dampens my lips.

Soft waist, but no gap.

I'm sure you're not the only one.

When the woman with the forehead decoration also exchanged greetings, it was the girl with the faint pigment who soared up.

"I've been watching. You are a fine man who has made a wonderful encounter and an irresistible effort."

"I'm afraid..."

I've been watching you, you mean today, right?

Yet I am confused by words that make me appreciate my past.

Oh, well.

You watched Kyoto, didn't you? But that's because it's a performance to please exaggerated customers.

"Heh heh, it's not like that."

"Ah..."

They read my mind.

I hear you know Micheira, and well, that's about it.

I thought, I saw a girl.

Poor girl with big green eyes.

White skin may be either pathologically white.

But my eyes felt strong vitality... and by the time I realized it, I was already drawn in.

I can't divert my gaze from the girl's eyes.

The landscape converges.

The scenery around me, which I recognized as blurry, stretches linearly and sucks into the girl's eyes.

And my consciousness was loaded.

At first, I thought you were still drunk.

I'm sure you must be drunk.

But this is not a dream or an illusion.

When I realized I was standing in a pure white world with no heaven or earth.