CHAPTER 27

The next day. The shocking incident committed by the Spear Unit spread to the Black Knights.

Everyone was shaken by the tragedy committed by someone they believed to be a colleague.

In particular, Meyer's impression was so serious that they had never been seen before.

"I've never seen the leader so angry…"

"Is there an unknown, more serious case?"

"In this case, it's a big deal if you get out of his eyes. I need to be nervous."

Everyone gathered and watched Meyer's eyes.

Knowing the reality, I was only out of energy.

'No, it's just a hangover.'

Listening to what people were talking about, I went through the forks profoundly.

Yesterday, I thought he was swaying, and it was obvious that he drank quite a lot.

After finishing the meal, I headed to the office today, vowing to finalize the list of special units.

"Jun!"

At that time, there was a voice calling me. It was Axion.

He strode closer, fluttering his red hair.

"I heard you drank with Your Excellency after yesterday's meeting?"

"Yes, I had a drink."

It was a bit too much to say a drink, but I chose an idiomatic expression.

Axion was in awe.

"Your Excellency seems to really trust Jun."

"We just drank."

"That's it!"

"What?"

"Because Your Excellency doesn't make a drinking place alone with someone. Should we eat it together at a banquet, he'll always eat alone."

"Ah-ha. That's why he did his own work yesterday."

I wondered where Meyer's habit of drinking alcohol without a word came from.

"That's amazing. You should have been confused to be appointed as the vice head of the Black Knights without any experience in the dungeon, but you also caught corruption in the Knights… Did Your Excellency know you were such an able person?"

"Well…"

"I'm curious about your proper skills. When we first met, you were hiding your skills, right?"

He's weirdly getting to the point. I have a good feeling…

I went my way and continued.

"It's no use complimenting. I'm not taking you to the special forces."

"No, why! Taking Priest August with you!"

Axion was furious.

He wanted to go around the dungeon with me at yesterday's meeting, so this was his goal.

"It's the leader who attached Priest August…. You have too much attack power."

"I'll adjust it appropriately."

"You're in charge of a unit this time. Take care of the enemy and the unit."

"I'm capable of many things at the same time."

There was not an inch of backing down.

Being persistent. It occurred to me that Axion's greatest talent might be persistence, not his mana nor superiority.

I strode out, answering back roughly.

Axion, who was following me, asked, as if he were curious.

"But… Your Excellency is suffering from a hangover, but Jun is fine. Didn't you drink a lot?"

I think I drank more than Meyer.

When I say that again, I feel like a newbie who drinks a lot. I glossed over roughly.

"Well… I just drank moderately."

"Wait, that reaction. It's the reaction of someone who knows how to drink."

"Haha."

"Who knows how to drink?"

Robur, who appeared from somewhere, suddenly intervened in the conversation.

There are a lot of people talking to me all of a sudden today. I always went alone like an outcast… It feels new.

"You think our vice's a little drunk?"

Robur put her arm on my shoulder. I was dragged away by my body flicking on her forearm as big as my thigh.

"Good to hear that. Let's have a drink together later. And socialize."

Robur then broke her hand and made a motion to drink a bottle of alcohol.

It was the most lively look I've ever seen in Robur.

Axion frowned and whispered in the opposite ear of Robur's pull.

"Be careful, Jun. Robur doesn't drink alcohol, but instead uses alcohol to turn things around. She may throw a drink on you too."

"Haha! That's how the great Ragatan warriors drink."

But it seems to have all been heard in Robur's ears. Robur's cheerful laughter rumbled through my ears.

I didn't have time to talk to Robur at yesterday's meeting because of Axion and August's wrestling, but I didn't expect to talk like this.

She's rough, but she's not a bad person. I nodded and answered in a gentle manner.

"I like to throw a drink, too."

"You know something. That red-haired one is grim, and the blonde-haired priest, I've always been dissatisfied with the lack of fun in life."

Now I understand why Robur suddenly came up with a friendly attitude.

'Drinking friends are important…'

Come to think of it, I had nothing to pay for because my friendship with the elite was as close as possible. I gladly suggested.

"I said later, but now that I think about it, I don't think it's bad today either. How's a daytime drink?"

"Good, very good!"

I had something to do today, but I thought I could postpone it a little.

"Wait, Jun! You drank with Your Excellency yesterday. But now you're drinking again?"

"Yesterday's drink, today's drink."

"That's what I like. Let's build a friendship between women."

"W-wait! I'm coming with you."

***

As if he had finished his morning prayer, August came.

However, the drinking party had already opened up.

August murmured as he looked around the office where bottles of alcohol were rolling in an embarrassed face.

"From broad daylight… Is this possible?"

"Haha…"

I laughed awkwardly. In other words, I couldn't help but notice because I was drinking during work hours.

But Robur was too proud. She smiled cheerfully and shook a bottle.

"Oh, priest. Why don't you have a drink, too? Saint Marianne didn't tell you to stop drinking either."

"It is my duty not to neglect the talents God has given me and to thank God. Daytime drinking is a sin against God's mercy."

"That's hard."

Robur grumbled. But August was adamant.

In the end, the day's deviation had to end like that.

Robur and Axion left, and August and I were the only two left.

I opened the window and ventilated it because it was awkward.

There seemed to still be a smell of alcohol in the room.

August clicked his tongue and said a word.

"You can't be swayed by Sister Robur. You're the vice commander of the Black Knights. You have to control it."

"… Are you going to recognize me as vice commander?"

I was surprised and asked. It was the first time that the word vice commander had come out of August's mouth.

August sighed.

"There's no reason not to acknowledge the power you've shown me. In fact, it's not up to me to deny you."

That's true… I glanced at August.

The blunt low remained unchanged, but I felt that he was definitely softer than before.

"It's very reassuring of you to say so."

"Public opinion will soon be reversed. May the blessing of Marianne be with you, who did not cut the value of the gift given by Saint Marianne by human standards but polished it sincerely."

As he said, August drew the sign of the cross.

Now I know why August felt as if he was keeping a distance because he was blunt when I first encountered him.

'Not because I was a support-type wizard, but it seems that he was wary of being a seed of inferiority full of dissatisfaction with being a support-type wizard, or a person who only believes in being a wizard and behaves easily….'

The former is the Wipera, the latter is…

It's not so bad, but it's probably the Axion that lives on his own.

August was a more religious human being than I thought.

He's just that this kind of guy gets along with Meyer. I don't think Meyer is faithful…

"So in the future, if Sister Robur makes a suggestion like a day drink, please refuse. If you keep up with Sister Robur's rhythm, the liquor will flow in your veins."

"It wasn't Robur who offered a day drink, it was me."

August seemed to have a strong misunderstanding, so I made it honest.

If the truth is revealed only when I have a good image with a lie, the rebound would be big.

August asked back, gripping his forehead.

"Did Sister Robur ask you to say that?"

"What?"

"You don't have to defend Sister Robur with lies. I know everything."

August replied sternly.

No, it was really me…

But August never thought to believe it.

I'm sorry, Robur. I will pay you back this debt later…!

Feeling guilty that Robur had been cursed at for no reason, I had no choice but to laugh it off.

Deng Deng, just in time, the monastery bell rang.

I turned the subject of conversation over the window, looking at the bell ringing the monastery spire.

"When I first came to the castle of Nokentoria, I thought it was like a monastery. I was wondering why, but now I think it's because I've always heard the choir."

"The Duchy of Nokentoria has been supportive of religion since its predecessors. He has always handed over donations in abundance. Your Excellency, the current Grand Duke, is also a faithful servant of the goddess. That's why I chose the Black Knights."