episode_0070

I feel dizzy.

The body of a spirit soldier who specializes in fighting is more resistant to poison than an ordinary person.

Of course, this does not apply to strong acids that are used to directly dissolve it.

However, despite having such an unusual body, surprisingly, the body does not react in any way to the intoxication caused by alcohol.

According to wizards, there are roughly 20 types of minor decoding abilities, but these are the same as ordinary people.

The fact that we are resistant to other poisons but still get drunk does it mean that someone intentionally omitted that part when designing our bodies?

So why is that person like that to us?

Did everyone expect their lives to be bleak, so they made arrangements to get drunk, or did they do it on purpose so that they could feel equal to others, at least when drinking?

‘What do you know? ‘I might have just made a mistake while doing it.’

As I get drunk, I can’t think of anything.

‘When I wake up, I’ll be shocked and wonder why I thought that.’

After the festival, I returned to my accommodation.

Enin was a dormitory for officers, and since Enin was brought in, Master had let her use one of the empty rooms, saying that he knew how uneasy it was for female spirit soldiers to sleep in a tent made of only cloth.

Deshade and Thistle are lodgings not far from there.

It looks like Astesia will also be staying from today, but it’s just after the same incident happened recently with the former Immortal Institute’s wizard.

There may still be more humans nearby from what appears to be an immortal organization.

So, on Hygenic’s advice, I stayed in the same lodgings as Deshade’s group and stood by as a security guard.

Peria said there was a lot to be gained in the back alleys on a day like this, so after just one drink, she went somewhere alone.

‘They say they are staying in their organization’s dormitory to clean up the place. Is this true? Even if not, there must be a reason for everything.’

I feel like I’ve come to my senses again, and after thinking about it, I gather up my worries again and throw them in the trash can in the corner of my head.

What if it’s a lie?

A question suddenly occurred to me, and I tried to think about it, but it got tiresome again, so I gave up and opened the door to the inn where I was staying.

“Were you not sleeping?”

Deshade and Thistle, who said they would go back to their dorm first, were sitting on the first floor.

“ came. It’s a bright moonlit night, but only night-walkers who wake up in the evening will know what will happen on the streets that night.”

“What do you mean?”

“You are probably saying that you were worried that you might not be able to find your way.”

Thistle explains Deshade’s words. My head hurts and it’s too bothersome to understand.

‘Alcohol… I really wonder why I drink something like this, but I keep drinking it.’

I don’t normally do this, but when I’m drunk, it becomes especially bothersome to think about it.

“What about Astesia? You took me with you when I fell asleep.”

“I’m sleeping in the room I was staying in. I hope you sleep well tonight.”

Before I left the bar, Thistle went back to the dorm first, carrying the sleeping Astesia on her back. Luckily, it didn’t seem like anything bad had happened.

At that time, Deshade spoke to me as I was going up the stairs.

“But, Bishop. It’s late at night, but I’d like to perform a ritual to completely drive out the devil. Would that be okay?”

Deshade continued to worry about Asmodeus’ stigma even while drinking, and it seemed like he wanted to uproot him today.

But I’m too exhausted and tired for that.

To be exact, my body is fresh and fresh after being resurrected not long ago, so my muscles are not tired, but mentally, it is difficult to organize everything that has happened and include alcohol.

By the time the drinking party was over, I was next to Master, complaining that everything had ended safely, but why was I the only one having such a hard time?

So I rejected it first.

“Consciousness, I don’t think I can do it. What kind of ritual do you do this late at night? It’s hard for my body to control itself.”

My mental state is such that it is difficult to do anything more than this.

“It’s okay. All you have to do is go in and lie down in bed. The apostle here will perform the ritual.”

Deshade rejected my refusal again by tapping Thistle’s shoulder.

“Ah… Yes. You might smell of alcohol, so just wipe yourself and lie down on the bed. I will come to you soon.”

“Is that so? Then I won’t worry too much. I’ll go up.”

‘If I don’t really need to move, I can get rid of the annoying stuff quickly.’

Since Deshade and Thistle were saying that, I couldn’t refuse any longer and eventually accepted the offer to hold the ceremony.

Still, Deshade talked about various things after that.

When I told Deshade that the imprint of Asmodeus had lifted the forced order, he said that there would be no problem since the god said he would perform the ritual in a way that left that part behind, so I put my mind at ease.

However, Thistle keeps squirming on the chair as if he is anxious about something.

“Thistle, are you uncomfortable?”

“Ah, yes. I heard the general outline of the procedure from Deshade, but this is my first time doing it… I’m nervous. I might be a little rude.”

“I don’t think it’s anything special anyway. Then, let’s go up first to get ready.”

“Yes. See you later.”

Thistle’s face was very red and her body looked completely frozen, but I thought it was because she was drunk and nervous, so I just ignored it.

I left Thistle, who was a bit strange, and Deshade, who was sitting on a chair again, enjoying the moonlight coming through the window, and went up to the room.

‘But it won’t be a big deal. ‘I said I could just lie in bed.’

Since it’s still summer, I feel a bit warm, so I go into the bathroom on the second floor.

I felt at ease after coming to this world.

The concept of hygiene was quite developed.

I thought it was an ordinary medieval world, so I was afraid that people would throw sewage out of the window or that they would never wash it and only decorate it with oil, but that wasn’t the case.

When you turn the handle on the wall, a magic circle on the ceiling activates and water flows out, allowing you to take a shower. In some places, the bathroom even works like a bidet.

It is said that sewage facilities have already developed dramatically since the time of the ancient kingdom, so there are no problems because the current territory was built on top of the old city’s sewage facilities.

Although it is expensive, there is soap and there is no problem with hygiene.

‘There must have been something that caused one side’s culture to develop so quickly.’

If you think about it deeply, there must have been a major historical event that made hygiene very important, but I wasn’t comfortable enough to worry about it.

I thought to myself that there must have been a fight with a demon related to the plague, and washed away the heat from my body with cold water.

After that, I cleaned myself up, went into my room, and lay down on the bed.

‘It’s truly paradise.’

It’s been a while since I’ve stayed in a proper accommodation, so I feel like I’m living there.

In the past, when I was fighting a defensive battle, I would sleep anywhere on the streets of the city, but compared to back then, I can’t tell you how happy I am to sleep under a proper roof like this.

However, that does not mean that I want to return to my original home in the world.

There are softer beds there and, unlike here, where it can be a bit hot at night in the summer, there is also air conditioning.

However, I never want to go back to a house where the atmosphere was colder than the cold air from the air conditioner.

‘Honestly, my room wasn’t a very good environment. ‘Is that so?’

Now that I think about it, I understand why I am still sane while others are going crazy before me, even though I am an ordinary person no different from other mentally ill people.

Home is never a place I miss.

So, even though I was sleeping here on the street with just a blanket, I didn’t feel that sad.

In addition, at the time, I was the type of person who thought only of myself and didn’t really care about what people thought, so I think at some point, I spent my time healing with a bit of optimism.

Even though my body was uncomfortable, my mind felt at ease. I hated waking up and having to go out to die again.

‘Home… is just a really uncomfortable place.’

Did you say they were a show window couple? Our family was exactly like that.

It appears to be a harmonious family on the outside, but in reality it is extremely cold.

Parents who neglected me because they were too busy minding their own business, fighting to hand over childcare to each other.

When I first became possessed by the soul disease body and it was so miserable, I never thought about going back there.

I had already found a room far away to stay away, but even then, the calls and texts kept coming and the interference was endless.

Rather, I feel relieved because I am falling into a completely different place like this.

Because now I will never see your face again.

With that thought in mind, I lie back on the slightly cool blanket and immediately feel drowsy.

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“This is Thistle. Can I come in?”

“Ah, yes.”

In a slightly dazed state, I hear Thistle opening the door and coming in.

A room completely dark.

In such a room, only the square moonlight coming through the small window illuminates the underside of the bed.

Thistle speaks, but cannot be seen, so she answers while lying down.

“Sorry. Deshade said that the sooner the ceremony is performed, the better.”

“Now that I think about it, Thistle probably didn’t fully recover either, but I forgot. Shall we postpone it until later?”

“No. Yes, it’s okay because I came mentally prepared.”

‘Then there’s nothing we can do about it.’

“How can I help you? It would be better to finish it quickly.”

For a moment, I thought about whether she would really stay still like I said, but I decided to help Thistle because she was probably tired of her own.