28. Liquor, Articles, and Memory (1)

Unexpectedly, there was a bar on the streets of the no-man’s-land.

It wouldn’t be strange if there was a bar if it was the lively appearance when I first saw it. There were few cases where the lights were turned on until late at night, but today the tavern owner was willing to give up the shop and rest for the knights guarding the no-man’s land.

The tavern occupied by knights and soldiers was noisy. It was an atmosphere that Maxim hadn’t seen in a long time, and it was also an atmosphere that he was not used to. Appetizing dishes that hadn’t been seen in quite a while were brought out, and drinks worth drinking came out.

Maxim let out a sigh full of anticipation at the smell of grilled meat that pierced his nose. Next to Maxim, a man with long hair and an aquiline nose came and sat down, sighing or sighing.

“Are you finally taking a day off? Maxim, you worked hard.”

“You too, Roberto.”

Roberto, whom he hadn’t seen in a long time, had tired eyes, as if revealing his hardships. Maxim laughed at his expression, which somehow felt a sense of sympathy. Roberto emptied the full glass at once and set it down on the table with a thud. The plates rattled together.

“I am tired, I am tired.”

“Damn it. The work I did in the previous Knights was no different from being a neighborhood security guard. Sipal, how the hell can you survive in a place like this for 15 years? Everyone must be crazy. Queue.”

An indecent burp escaped Roberto’s mouth. Maxim waved his hand at him.

“Oh, Maxim, my burp doesn’t smell.”

“Shut up, you idiot. Get away from me.”

“I’m sorry.”

Perhaps he was already getting drunk, Roberto giggled in a hoarse voice. Maxim pushed Roberto away with a disgusted expression. Squeezing between them, another familiar face appeared. It was Paola with a messy beard wrapped around her chin, probably not having time to shave. Gradually, the grim face began to look friendly.

“Today is also good.”

Maxim thought deep down that he was lucky that Paola had kept him and Roberto at bay. The nasty smell of burts had faded. As soon as Paola sat down, she gulped down a large glass like Roberto.

“Hey, the taste of alcohol is fine.”

“How on earth did you fight here?”

Roberto looked at Paola with respectful eyes. Paola waved the empty glass around.

“At that time, I didn’t have time to drink like I do now, you guys. Do you know what happens when a person fights without sleep for five days and nights?”

Paola then flicked the empty glass with her index finger. Roberto asked the store clerk for a keg and replied to Paola.

“I don’t know because I haven’t spent five nights without sleep. I don’t know if it’s about three days.”

“It changes so that you can sleep leaning against a window plugged into the floor. To be honest, I can sleep as long as I have time to just stand still. I fell asleep standing still.”

Paola smiled at the hostess, who brought a huge barrel of ale, and filled her glasses with Maxim, Roberto, and herself.

“To be honest, there were times when I fell asleep wielding a spear knife when I thought I had exceeded my limits. Even if I kill monsters while sleeping, I’ll pass a dozen of them.”

“Didn’t you wake up with mana?”

Roberto asked.

“What do you mean, if you have that kind of mana, you should pour it into aura or strengthening your body. Where is the mana left to wake up?”

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Normally, Roberto, who would have been killed by his words as bluff, quietly shut his mouth, as if he had acknowledged it this time.

“I hope things don’t go as Paola-senpai said. Fighting without sleeping for five days.”

Maxim muttered as he sipped his drink.

“You mean 15 years ago? don’t talk Compared to then, it’s like a vacation now. did i tell you How many waves of monsters did you collide with?”

Paola snapped the bread and bit it.

“Well, there’s no guarantee that something like this won’t happen again. This situation should be resolved well.”

As we drank while listening to Paola’s story, steamy dishes began to appear. A large roast pork was placed on Maxim’s table. Maxim secretly swallowed his saliva and said:

“…Where do you get this kind of food from?”

“Once every two weeks, convoys come and replenish supplies. The next supply date will be in three days.”

slightly lower voice. He probably broke a pipe and smoked it. Opposite Paola, Roberto, and Maxime, the Marquis sat down, setting down his glass. Is it fashionable to put the glass down like that? As the three men made awkward faces at the same time, the Marquis’ expression sharpened.

“What, are you dissatisfied?”

To her words, Paola responded on behalf of the party.

“I can’t be dissatisfied. By the way, would it be all right for the Marquis to leave his men alone and join us?”

The Marquis expressed his displeasure by rolling his eyes.

“done. These are the faces I see every day.”

Without hesitation, the Marquis took up his sword and skillfully began to cut the pig. Maxim looked at the skillful knife with a dumbfounded expression. Roberto tried to change his expression and continued the topic.

“By the way, when the convoy arrives, it will bring quite a lot.”

“Core commodities such as grain are replenished after sending requests on an irregular basis, about once a quarter. On a regular basis, materials that are difficult to store or quickly deteriorate are mainly supplied.”

With a few strokes of the margrave’s knife, the pork was cut to taste. The Marquis stabbed a large piece with the knife he had been slicing, and took it to his plate. Steam leaked out, and bright red meat juice dripped with brown oil. The Marquis put the piece in his mouth as it was.

yikes, yikes.

“what are you doing? don’t eat.”

At the Marquis’ calm and impudent voice, Paola smiled and picked up a piece of meat.

“It’s nice to see that you’re calm. After all, you’re saying that a knight with a lot of experience is different.”

The Marquis shrugged at Paola’s non-praise.

“What are you doing? It’s just dull.”

“In the world, it is expressed as leisure that comes from experience.”

The Marquis grumbled and chewed the meat.

“Well, that’s okay. Was there anything uncomfortable about being with us?”

It was completely conscious of Maxim. When Maxim made a disgusted expression, the Marquis laughed at that expression.

“I wondered how they could last so long in this goddamn zone.”

said Roberto grumblingly.

“It’s not the time to speak softly yet. Guys, we still have three more weeks left.”

“Damn it.”

The Marquis turned her gaze to Paola.

“I helped with the investigation by the Marquis, what do I need to say?”

“Because there may be things I haven’t said yet.”

Paola brought a keg of ale and refilled her own glass.

“Well, then, while we’re talking about the investigation, let me ask you a question.”

“any amount.”

Paola took a sip from her glass and refreshed herself. The Marquis tilted his head forward and rested his chin, as if interested in Paola’s story.

“Marquis, do you really think that this further investigation is meaningful?”

The Marquis was rubbing the mouth of the cup with her finger.

“What do you mean?”

“Wouldn’t it be right to request support from the royal family right away and then definitely strengthen the defenses from now on?”

At Paola’s suggestion, the Marquis’ face was troubled.

“…it wasn’t that I hadn’t considered the matter.”

“Too much is worse than not enough, but this time is an exception. It is a matter of making a fuss.”

The Marquis filled his cup.

“Like I said, you never know what will happen. If the capital had really been paying attention to this anomaly, they would have sent soldiers for defense rather than investigation.”

As if trying to soothe his bitter taste, the Marquis took a sip of alcohol.

“That’s why we came. To see what the king cannot see, to hear and deliver what he cannot hear.”

“That’s true…but wait a little longer.”

The Marquis said, putting down his drink.

“It would be nice if I could bring solid evidence with me.”

“…All right.”

Paola nodded. The Marquis shrugged shyly at the quiet atmosphere at the table, then raised her glass and stood up.

“This, the atmosphere seems to have become too heavy. Then I’ll go somewhere else.”

“It is an irresponsible choice.”

When Paola denounced it, the Marquis replied, turning her eyes to the side.

“It’s okay, it looks like someone is coming to change the mood.”

Who can change the mood? Maxim immediately turned his head to follow the gaze of the Marquis in an ominous premonition. And to the place where Maxim turned his head,

“Boo, Dan, Jang, Nim-!”

Christine, her face flushed red, was approaching Maxim with a flowing glass. Maxim could feel the sudden intoxication disappearing. How much did he drink?

“This crazy-”

Maxim was feeling dizziness in front of his eyes in real time. In a half-panic state, Maxim gave a helping look to the two people beside him,

“Um, sorry.”

Roberto was the first to raise his glass and stand up,

“What did I say?”

Paola stood up after Roberto with a smug face on her face.

Maxim glared at the two leaving with eyes full of resentment.

“No, do you want me to help you?”

“sorry.”

“Try hard. Be sure to tell me the story later.”

They were unhelpful people.

“I’m the vice-captain… I’m here… Why are you talking in a strange place…?”

oops, doo

Christine hurriedly approached and sat down next to Maxim.

“Hey… Christine… sit a little further away…”

Maxim was startled and looked around. Fortunately, Maxim was sitting in the most remote place, so no one paid attention to them. Except for Paola and Roberto, who have settled down at a table far away, raising their glasses slightly.

“I’m the vice-captain…hehehe.”

Totally drunk, girl.

Christine let out a drunken laugh. Maxim sweated inwardly.

width,

Christine’s head rested on Maxim’s arm. And both arms were intertwined with Maxim’s right arm. Maxim froze as he sat there. Maxim tried to carefully push Christine away using his free left arm.

“I won’t let you go.”

It wasn’t an opponent that could be knocked down just by giving him strength.

“this…”

Maxim tried to pinch his cheek as a last resort, but the hand brought to his mouth stirred the faraway place.

“hem.”

yes?

Maxim looked down at his hand at the soft touch he felt.

“Hey…”

Christine was looking up at Maxim with his finger in her mouth. Maxim froze even more.

“this…”

“hehehe.”

Maxim’s eyes met Christine’s. I will never be in this condition. Maxim broke out in a cold sweat and looked for Roberto and Paola as his last hope, but the two pretended not to know and were drinking. Even so, seeing that he glanced back at Maxim’s place, it was clear that he was still watching the situation.

“Wake up.”

Maxim blew a beetle into Christine’s forehead.

F*ck!

Christine grabbed her forehead and pulled away from Maxim. Christine groaned in her half doze.

“Vice-captain…it hurts…”

“Wake up or go to sleep, one of the two.”

“Are you…? Then I’ll sleep…”

Christine groaned and fell onto the table. Maxim looked at Christine, who had fallen asleep with a wispy smile, and grabbed her hair.

“If that’s the case, I’ll have to move again…”