Episode 109 – Hangover and Work

A hangover is a real thing. When alcohol is consumed beyond one’s metabolic capacity, the physical displeasure and damnation that occurs, and it seems that the stomach is sore and the head is broken due to alcohol sickness. I drank the soup for the hangover several times, but my insides were bitter.

Inside the head, a bone rang to see who was hitting the gong, and it seemed that the skull was about to break as to who was hammering inside.

But there are things worse than a hangover. That’s it. The chick that flew in in the morning handed me an order written by the prince. I’m sorry for contacting you like this on a day off, but I couldn’t help it because the situation was so urgent that I had no choice but to contact you. In the first place, where did the superior come in like this? It’s a world full of bastards who proudly try to pamper you even on the weekends.

Besides, the matter was so urgent. Because the Earl of Halstead, from whom I had borrowed the name, was in danger. In addition, the investigators said that the Black Round Table pups also seemed to be lurking in the area and plotting things.

Of course, I wasn’t going alone. It would be better than going alone, but… The three no-nonsense sisters were with me.

“Master! What is the specialty of the Holstead estate? I’m looking forward to tasting it.”

Aire-Res is usually nice and smiling, but when the wrong switch is pressed, Airi-Ress bursts into swearing and magic.

“Holstead Territory’s specialty is ore… but if you want to put even iron ore in your mouth, do it.”

Glaceon Winterheart is strangely airy, gets along badly, and gets into a knife fight when he gets angry.

“Haa… You should have come alone, Werner. Who told you to bring a woman to work?”

Lorsha McKellen, who is constantly measuring the angles of dropping kicks at me, she probably doesn’t even know why Gee was abandoned by Werner.

And this wagon bastard is worse than work or hangovers. Because I have to suffer for days in a closed space, suffering from this mind-boggling conversation. Ah, the KTX was so hard. I’m going to spend all my holidays like this. Bye bye my beautiful vacation, next time I’ll enjoy it intact.

—–

After a full week of driving like that, I was able to arrive at Holstead Yeongja in Namju.

Unlike the north or the capital, the hot and humid air was stimulating the sweat glands. Is it like Daegu in July? Especially for someone who only lived in a cold region like Glaceon, the weather seemed harsh. I was sweating profusely 10 minutes after getting off the carriage.

I took out a handkerchief and wiped her cheek.

“You didn’t have to follow me, but… I feel bad because you seem to be having a hard time because of me.”

Accepting my favor, she smiled slightly and wiped my sweat with the handkerchief.

“I’ve been following my own way, so there’s no need for Werner-sama to worry about it.”

“But still…”

“Rather, I’m even glad that Werner-nim wiped my sweat.”

Glaceon said that while looking at Airi. It must have been a whim, but I felt like Glaceon smiled proudly at Airi. Ayy, there’s no way that Glaceon could smile like that…

Airi then staggered and began to lean towards me.

“Master, the weather is so hot that I think I’m about to collapse. I think I’m going to have a sunstroke. Please help my cute student.”

Yes, sunstroke is a phenomenon that can happen to anyone in this hot weather. No matter how strong bone Airi inherited the blood of a hero, it would not be an exception. I grabbed her hand and tipped her center of gravity towards me for support.

“hehehe… I’m sure someone would be very jealous if they saw me doing this? For example, a yeti who mistook me for washing my face…”

Then, Glaceon’s expression hardened slightly.

“… Mr. Werner, I have a slight headache because it is my first time living in this kind of climate. Don’t you know? Unlike savage monkeys, I don’t pretend to be malingering.”

Oh, Glaceon also got heatstroke. Sunstroke is something that can happen to all of us. Therefore, I, Werner Alton, the successor of Asclepius, the god of medicine, cannot reject them. As I supported the two beautiful women, Gani Lorsha clicked her tongue as she looked at me.

“Tsk tsk… You’ve become quite a sensualist while I haven’t seen you, Werner.”

It was unfair. I had only fulfilled my duty as the successor of the God of Medicine, and I hadn’t yet committed anything related to lust that Zeus would commit. To frame me like that, it was clear that Lorsha really hated me.

“Lorsha misunderstood.”

“Fuck misunderstandings. What’s wrong with misunderstandings, brother?”

Lorsha, who hit the cold drip of the 2-year-old sister of the 5-year-old, shot at me with an annoyed gaze. I was still just embarrassed.

“Shut up and get to work. It’s your job to meet Earl Halstead and hear the details, Werner.”

“No, why me again? I’m telling you, but today is my holiday! Are you planning on giving someone on holiday an interview with a noble?”

“Since you escaped, I took on the job you were supposed to do for 12 years, right? How many days a year did I have holidays for me, who worked simultaneously with the mage master and the imperial mage?”

A year is roughly 52 weeks, where Saturdays and Sundays are days off. But it must have been difficult to take care of all the holidays because he must have been busy.

“Um, about 60 days a year?”

I had nothing to say.

“I took only 11 days off for 12 years. So shut up and get to work.”

It was said that in 12 years, on 11 days, there was a time when a year was filled with work without a holiday. How many people are suffering from the cheap shit of Berner. He left the fucking thing to his friend, so even if he was struck by lightning while walking down the street, he wouldn’t have anything to say.

In a way, wouldn’t it be justice that this bastard was stabbed in the side? Today, my side was strangely throbbing.

—–

Count Holstead’s house was oddly cool. After all, it was unusual because it was a nobleman’s mansion, but it was strangely small for a person who became a count. It was smaller than the mansion I had, and it was a narrow mansion without even a proper garden.

There were only two guest rooms, so Lorsha and I had to share the same room. Of course, this happened because Airi and Glaceon were fighting over who should share the same room as me, and Lorsha, who got caught up in the fight, got angry and arbitrarily decided on the room layout.

“Count Holstead is calling.”

“Tell me you’re leaving soon.”

Come to think of it, I didn’t know anything about Count Holstead. At most, all he heard was rumors at the ballroom that the original Earl of Halstead was ill.

Lorsha, who was packing things up, warned me.

“Earl Holstead is the most competent among the nobles who support His Highness the Crown Prince. Strange jokes and puns don’t work, so be careful.”

I’m saying it bluntly, but I could see that it was like that because it was worried about me. Ah, this is the charm of a tsundere.

“Heh, is he worried because he’s a friend? I’m thankful for this.”

“What…? No, it’s not! Don’t get me wrong! I’m afraid your dirty personality will mess things up again…”

I said, putting my finger on Lorsha’s lips. Of course I didn’t reach it.

“I can’t make mistakes anymore. In my work and in our relationship.”

Lorsha’s face turned red.

“Go away, fool.”

So, with tsundere encouragement, I headed for Count Holstead’s room. What kind of sick aristocrat will pop out? asthma? old age? diabetes? What kind of ailment could a nobleman be unable to come to the capital and confined himself to such a region?

I knocked lightly on the door and said.

“I am the Imperial Wizard, Werner Alton.”

“…Come in.”

It was a weak and weak voice. When I opened the door and walked in, there was no one at the table. what the fuck Did I talk to a ghost?

Where would a bastard dare play such a prank on me, the last disciple of Jesus…

“It’s not there.”

I turned my gaze toward the bed a little further away from the desk. And on the bed, a young man with a red blanket was wiping the blood from his mouth and staring at me.

“This is Kyle Halstead. I’m really sorry to have called you out on this matter. But it’s a bit difficult for me to go to the capital…”

Looking closely, he had no legs.

“It’s okay, but I’m worried that you got caught up in trouble because of us.”

“It’s not something Sir Werner should apologize for. Take a seat over there. The matter is urgent.”

For the first time since coming to this world, I felt the aristocratic force.