episode_0341

“Puha…”

He let out a breath that was closer to a sigh than a sigh, and the empty beer glass was slammed on the table with a thud.

Write, write. The beer that was so refreshing and sweet in my previous life felt so bad here.

This is not because brewing technology or transportation technology has not developed. In the empire before the Great War, magic had fully penetrated everyday life, and there were many unique and delicious drinks, although the tastes pursued were different.

There were a lot.

The great war broke out and everything changed. There is not enough food for people to eat, so I wonder if there will be enough room to make alcohol.

But today, a drinking party was in full swing at the Allied forces’ camp.

It’s amazing.

The alcohol had a fishy smell and a bitter bitter taste that entangled my tongue, but it was a proper drink that did not go away and would make me drunk.

There’s still a procession of evacuees outside, and there won’t be any porridge to feed them right now… So Kylie couldn’t willingly touch alcohol.

I’m afraid there will be rumors that the warrior holding the holy sword gets drunk on the battlefield.

I’m afraid that the rumor will spread to the refugees and that they will hate and resent Kylie.

“Kylie.”

“Uh, huh?”

“You can drink it. It’s not what you think.”

Yura let out a sigh full of alcohol as Kylie looked at the mood again.

“This drink is so damn tasty. It’s alcohol that has been stored in a warehouse and not managed.”

“Then…”

“Is it last month? When I stopped by headquarters, I asked why there was so much alcohol?”

“Yes.”

“No, our great emperor said he had ordered everything from the nobles’ warehouses. The alcohol supplied to the expeditionary force also comes from there… I guess. Of course, it doesn’t taste very good because they mixed it all up so that the source is unknown.”

“I see…”

Kylie pursed her lips and looked at the glass of alcohol in front of her. I couldn’t understand everything Yura said, but I understood that I wouldn’t feel guilty if I drank it.

Yura raised his shaky arm and called out to the knight.

Here’s a drink… no, two more bottles.

Although his pronunciation was distorted because he drank too much, the young-faced knight nodded and immediately brought a sack full of alcohol.

“Aren’t you drinking too much?”

Seira Rohmer. An elf wearing pure white robes spoke worriedly.

Yura was a heavy drinker who got drunk once a week, but as an ordinary human being, she was very susceptible to hangovers.

Moreover, now I have easily exceeded twice the amount I normally drink. Yesterday, I received word that Gwangrang Pokal had appeared in the Black Volcano, and I was worried that if things continued like this, I might have to fight while drunk.

“And then I started to worry about the hangover again.”

“It’s okay to have a hangover… I heard a high-ranking priest from the Kingdom of Rohel is coming tomorrow for lunch. I asked that person to help me with my hangover… Ugh. All you have to do is ask it to fly…”

“Ugh. That person must be having a hard time too. I came to the battlefield with a sense of duty, but my first patient was a drunkard.”

Seira grumbled and emptied what little alcohol remained in her glass.

Then he poured himself a drink from a newly placed liquor bag on the table.

She said something about drinking too much, but it was for Yura’s sake.

Perhaps because she was from the countryside, Yura absolutely hated leaving food on the table.

I didn’t order too much, to the point where I couldn’t eat it all, but I drank all the ‘alcohol’ on the spot rather than taking it with me to the accommodation.

I hope that drunkard falls asleep quickly. Just as I was waiting for it to fall before it broke,

“So, Seira. What happened to Andrzej?”

Yura, who was drunk, glanced at the empty seat. The spearman Andrzei recently suffered a crushing injury to one of his legs and is still receiving treatment.

“He said he’s still receiving treatment in the back. It seems like the curse has seeped into the wound and it doesn’t heal well even if a large number of priests stick to it.”

“Hmm…”

“But when I went to visit him, he seemed fine. Please tell me I’m sorry for not being with you during difficult times.”

“Looks like it’s still okay.”

Yura spoke as if it was no big deal and sipped his drink.

The reason she drinks too much is also because Andrzej is not here right now.

Vinella went back to his dorm first, saying he was tired, and Andrzej was receiving treatment in the rear due to multiple injuries.

Yura, Seira, and Kylie are the only ones who drink leisurely and have the mental capacity to drink.

‘As expected, am I lacking in qualifications?’

Yura looked at Kylie and Seira alternately with blurry eyes.

Kylie sips a drink with a bitter taste. Even though there had been a big battle the day before yesterday, there was not a single trace of blood on her face.

Same goes for Sera.

About 15 days ago, while fighting against the Bloody Yuma, Seira’s Danjeon was overworked to the point where her hair turned white while blocking meteorites raining down on the expeditionary force.

But even now, Seira’s appearance was fine. The frizzy white hair has become a shiny silver color again, and if it weren’t for the robe that had traces of battle left on it, I’d like to at least dress up as if I’m going out to have fun.

Even though she did not receive any special treatment, Seira quickly regained her condition.

Vinella suffers from lethargy and depression due to the constant battle.

Since he is a spearman, Andrzej has to engage in close combat, but because he is unable to fully recover, Andrzei repeats mistakes he should not have made.

Maybe it’s because they weren’t in the original plan, but they keep catching my eye.

‘It’s not going as planned.’

Yura’s hand, after spitting out alcohol, summoned a translucent spear.

[shop]

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[Blessing of Vitality 2,500pt]

[Blessing of Speed 4,800pt]

[Indomitable Protection 5,000pt]

[Noble Will 6,600pt]

[Super playback 33,000pt]

[Blessing of Anger 49,000pt]

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‘The points collected are…’

[754900 pts]

Yura clenched and unclenched her fists and chewed her lips. The nervousness that had been building up in my heart came out straight into action.

Use points here to strengthen Andrzej and Vinella.

If you do that, you can take them until you reach the Demon God, and you can also take care of missions that involve interacting with them.

but,

The problem was that Andrzej and Vinella were already receiving maximum protection.

Seira has 10 protection slots, and Kylie has 15 protection slots.

On the other hand, Andrzej has 5 and Vinella has 3 less.

Their qualifications are excellent compared to ordinary knights who only have one protection slot, but like stars whose light is obscured by the sun, their light naturally fades when they stand together with Kylee or Seira.

[Protection slot expansion 100,000pt]

Of course, it’s not that there is a way to strengthen beyond the qualifications, but I felt that it would be right to focus on Kylie or Seira. I felt like I was wasting all the points I had accumulated so far.

Her goal of [Wishing Star] is about 780,000 points, and Yura’s shoulders are getting heavier as she has to prepare 350,000 points in case Kylie goes wrong.

“Ugh, uhhh.”

Boom – Yura groaned and hit her head on the table. I felt disgusted with myself for using reason rather than emotion when people’s lives, and the lives of my comrades who had gone through the battlefield with me, depended on it.

no,

It’s okay to increase Andrzej’s protection slots so he can fight more.

But what about Vinella? Is there a need to force someone who is suffering from severe depression and doesn’t want to fight to get up and fight?

“Ugh, wow!”

Yura raised her sagging head and screamed. I hit my head with a pounding headache.

There are many things I want to do and achieve, but the things I need to pay attention to are several times greater. I am in no position to worry about Vinella’s spirit.

The layers of stress eroded Yura’s spirit, and when she was drunk, her emotions burst out.

-What is that crazy bitch?

-Shh, shut your mouth. The warrior’s companion and the goddess of victory, the mascot of our expeditionary force, is a wingless angel!

-omg…! That drunkard is an angel without wings?!

-Huh… Now that I see you, you are as beautiful as an angel!

“…Nimi.”

Fluttering – Yura sat down quietly with a face that looked like it was about to explode. I felt so embarrassed that I wanted to commit suicide. I sobered up because of the conversation between the idiotic fantasy residents.

What an angel without wings. I graduated from middle school a long time ago, before I was reincarnated. It was no joke to feel uncomfortable as men with bushy beards talked about how their hands and feet would be chopped off.

‘Anyway, I know what’s pretty.’

But even so, I couldn’t help but feel the corners of my mouth twitch. Isn’t it said that praise can make even a whale dance?

Even if the way of expressing it was old and idiotic, the fact that they valued Yura’s abilities and looks was true.

‘Cha Hyun-jun, you idiot. I’m so pretty, so why don’t you just go away? Cut off contact? ‘Are we never going to meet again?’

Yura pursed her lips and took out the rocket in her arms.

A piece of paper with the face of someone you must meet someday drawn on it. Yura is also good at drawing, so the face of the person he must meet through the wishing star was properly drawn.

If I use the wishing star, can I, who died on Earth, be saved?

What if it has already been cremated and turned into bone powder?

Does Hyunjun want to come to the funeral?

No, you didn’t even hear that I died in the first place?

I also changed my number, so my contact information won’t be saved…

“Hmph!”

Really fuck! Just try going back!

Yura put the empty glass aside and put the liquor bag to his mouth. I wanted to cool off my hot face from embarrassment and go to sleep quickly.

When you fall asleep, you might have good dreams. Because I want to get the wishing star as soon as possible.

“Yura. How about you stop drinking now? I think I’m drinking too much…”

“I’m not drunk! Rather, I’m sober!”

Yura scolded Kylie, who was timidly worried.

Now that her name as a warrior has risen, there is no one left who can mistreat Kylie, but Yura, whom she had relied on since she was young, was able to yell at Kylie.

“I think I’m drunk…”

Even as she shrugged her shoulders, Kylie expressed her concern.