Chapter 46: The maid gets drunk

There was a popping sound of something boiling and bubbling.

The stench that filled the air made his throat ache and sting his eyes.

Lou, who had returned to his room, screamed at the smell.

He deftly covered his nose with his front paws and headed to the bathroom, the source of the smell.

There, his master was once again making something in the Witch's Pot.

"Master! Are you boiling vomit or something?"

"Who would boil something like that?"

As he spoke, Keith swirled the contents of the pot around with a spoon to keep them from solidifying.

"Then what's that?! It makes me gag!"

"It's my special aphrodisiac."

"Aphrodisiac?"

Until now, Keith had been enjoying this situation with commercially available aphrodisiacs.

But even those weren't free.

The more he drank, the more he spent.

Although the salary of a royal magician is not something he is stingy with, he never knows when he might have to flee the country for various reasons.

He needs to keep expenses to a minimum for when that time comes, so he thought that a cheaper, more powerful homemade aphrodisiac would be better.

However, when Lou saw the half-finished aphrodisiac,

"Drink that?! If it makes you feel like throwing up?!"

"Don't say that! You'll be discouraged!"

It certainly takes courage to drink it.

It's a mixture of mandrake, mermaid blood, and newborn dragon urine mixed with several types of medicinal herbs, but the smell and appearance are awful.

Nia's or Aisha's urine would be easier to drink.

"I can't take it anymore! My head hurts!"

Lou screamed and ran out the window.

He had decided not to go home tonight.

Keith looked at the finished aphrodisiac with sad eyes.

"I don't want to drink it... I don't want to drink it..."

He muttered, slumping his shoulders in front of the pot.

However, he was sure that he would need to gather his energy to go to Aisha's room.

"... If I put fruit juice in it, would it be easier to drink?"

That was a dangerous idea.

Even if you pour curry on poop, it will just turn into curry-covered poop.

As long as the original is unchanged, it is impossible to make it taste better.

But Keith wondered,

"Did I have fruit?"

When he realized that they hadn't searched the room, he activated his deodorizing magic tool and left the room, heading to the palace kitchen.

He was there to get some fruit.

"What would be good... an apple?... Or maybe a lemon?"

He walked down the hallway, thinking.

§§§

When he headed to the kitchen, he assumed that only a few people would be left to make dinner for the guards.

However, it was as busy and lively as a normal battlefield.

The kitchen was filled with the sounds of the chef scolding the young servants and the servants carrying the finished dishes one after another.

"What... is there a party?"

"Tonight is a party to thank the servants."

"Whaaat!!"

Keith turned around in surprise at the sudden voice from behind him.

There, as expected,

"B-Berna."

Berna was standing there.

In her usual maid's uniform, with her usual blank expression.

While trying to calm his pounding heart,

"I-Is this a thank-you party?"

Berna nodded in response to Keith's question, "Yes."

"It's held every year after the banquet with King Mashua's permission. The main purpose is to use up the leftover food and alcohol from the banquet without letting them go to waste, but everyone enjoys this day because they get to eat high-quality foods that they normally can't eat."

"Ahhhhh."

Looking at them, the expressions on the faces of the cooks and servants were not the same as they usually do, as they were busy with their work, but were filled with the brightness of anticipation for the upcoming party.

"That's great."

It looks fun, but it's nothing to do with me, so I was about to take some fruit and go home when

"Would you like to attend?"

Berna tilted her head and asked.

"Eh? Ah, but I'll be in the way..."

"No, most of us are grateful to the magician who bestowed magic on the princess. So please, go ahead. That is, if you don't have any plans."

Keith was hesitant.

The truth is, the food at the banquet was so extravagant that he didn't feel like eating anything.

But the dishes being brought out now were all simple but looked really delicious, and made his mouth water.

Come to think of it, he hadn't eaten dinner that day to make an aphrodisiac.

And on top of that, there was free alcohol. There was no way he wouldn't go.

"Well then, please."

"Yes, please come this way."

And with that, he was taken to a storeroom in the basement.

The servants, whose job it was to clean up the dusty place, had cleaned it up perfectly, and tables and chairs had been lined up to make a venue.

Food and alcohol were brought in one after another, and cheers rang out.

The atmosphere was nostalgic.

It reminded me of the parties that were often held after research presentations by magic societies.

Among the elves filling the room was Worland.

"Oh, magician! You've come too?"

"I tell you the truth, Worland, the magician come, didn't you hear that, old man!"

Worland, who was already getting ready, handed Keith a glass of wine and simply urged him, "Drink it! Drink it!"

He was like an old relative.

Then he went off to talk with another elf.

"Damn it."

He drank his wine and sat down in a nearby seat, and Berna sat down next to him.

It was better than sitting with a complete stranger, but he was a little nervous.

One after another, elves came up to Keith, talked to him, and then left.

Everyone said things like "Thank you" and "You're amazing," which made him feel a little embarrassed.

But of course there were some elves who didn't talk to him at all, and some who just glared at him.

Keith, who had accepted that this was inevitable since he was serving the elven nation, enjoyed his meal and drinks without worrying about it.

The food was made with the same ingredients and alcohol as at the dinner party, but it was strange how it tasted several times better.

He exchanged a few words with Berna, who was standing next to him, but it didn't last long.

Still, he could tell that she was considerate, pouring him more drinks when his glass was empty, and asking "Would you like anything else?" when a plate was clear.

(She's the number one elf I'd want to marry.)

He muttered to himself as he looked at Berna.

Her blonde hair, cut just above her shoulders, was darker than Nia's but still shone beautifully.

Her face still gave the impression of being childish, but she was a grown woman.

In human terms, she looked to be around 20 years old, a little older than Aisha.

That would mean around 70?

"About the same age as my father..."

"Yes? What's the problem?"

"No, nothing."

The face she turned to face Keith was not aristocratic, but it was beautiful.

It had the cuteness of flowers blooming in the field.

Her cheeks were slightly red,

"Um, are you drunk?"

"No, I'm fine."

She could speak normally, so it would probably show on her face, so she cut the conversation off with "I see."

Suddenly, three elves dressed as maids came over to Keith,

"Mage-sama, are you drinking?"

They asked as they sat down nearby.

"This place is nice, isn't it?"

"I've always wanted to talk to you, Mage-sama~"

"Huh? There's no alcohol left."

Each of them said something like that as they spoke to Keith.

Hometowns, careers, how they bestowed magic on Nia, etc.

Keith answered while being vague about things that were difficult to say.

All three elves were beautiful, so drinking surrounded by them made me feel like I was in a night club.

As I was doing that, the sound of a violin began to ring out from the back.

Someone came out to dance along with the music, and one of the three, Sasha, wanted to join in,

"Hey, hey, let's go!"

She called out to the two, but at that moment there was a bang and Berna fell face down on the table.

"Eh?"

Keith was surprised,

"Oh, I guess she exceeds her limit,"

Krone, the oldest of the three, muttered.

"A limit?"

"Yeah, Berna doesn't get drunk at all, but when she drinks more than her limit, she falls asleep anywhere."

"...that's an unexpected weakness."

"She doesn't realize she's drunk, so I usually stop her when her face turns red."

That was when Keith had called out to her earlier.

She should have stopped her at that point.

As I was thinking about this, looking at Berna sleeping soundly on the table,

"Sasha, your room is next to Berna's, right? Give her a lift."

Krone said to Sasha, who wanted to join in the dancing.

"Eh~~, I want to dance!"

"Don't be selfish!"

The other elf, Della, who had been watching the two of them exchange,

"Shall I give you a lift?"

"Della and I will be taking turns with the girls on night duty after this, right? Those girls are looking forward to it too."

"I see, then Sasha."

"Ehhh!! Krone?"

"You can't make that face."

Keith called out to the three of them as they argued,

"Oh, if you want, I'll give her a lift."

§§§

So Keith was walking down the hallway with Berna on his back.

Berna's room was a room in the residential building for servants built outside the palace.

As he walked towards there, Keith was seriously wondering whether he should attack the elf on his back or not.

Attacking a drunk woman was against Keith's principles.

That's a despicable act! The despicable lowlife believes.

But isn't it shameful for a man to not eat something that's been served to him like this?

"What should I do? Should I just eat it?"

Keith was walking down the hallway whispering to Berna, who was sleeping soundly despite the threat to her chastity, when

"Hmmm, hmmm..."

A voice came.

Berna seemed to have woken up.

Berna, who had decided that someone was carrying her, asked,

"...Mage...are you?"

"Yes,"

Keith answered, facing forward.

"Um, I got drunk and collapsed."

I'm taking you to your room now."

"That's a nuisance."

As Berna tried to get off, he said, "Oh, no, I'm unsteady on my feet, so I'll just stay like this."

"But then,"

"It's okay, Berna-san, you're light."

"... I'm sorry."

"No, no." Keith continued walking, thinking that this was his last chance, but at the very least he enjoyed Berna's touch and his hands around her butt. Berna was thin and delicate, but her butt was surprisingly soft and round. Her breasts were flat, however.

As usual, the two of them didn't talk when they got up, but suddenly Berna said, "Um, Mage-sama."

"Eh? Ah, what is it?"

"Excuse me, could you let me off?"

Damn, did she notice that I was enjoying the feel of her butt?

Thinking that,

"Oh, is there something bothering you?"

"No...um..."

"?"

"To the bathroom..."

"Oh! Sorry!!"

Keith hurriedly put Berna down,

"But there aren't any toilets around here..."

"Ah..."

It was certainly a distance from their current position to the servants' bathroom. What's more, it was in the residential building where Berna's room was.

Although she was normally expressionless, Berna was slightly flushed, whether it was from the alcohol or the need to pee, and she was rubbing her thighs together, which was somehow cute,

"I guess it can't be helped...Berna."

"Yes?"

"It's a bit gross, but please bear with it."

"Huh?"

The moment Berna raised a question mark, the two of them, enveloped in a halo of magical light, disappeared.

The next place they appeared was Keith's room.

"Huh?"

Berna slowly opened her eyes, which had been closed by the blinding light, and looked around.

It was an unfamiliar room.

The room was filled with the smell of a man.

Feeling a bit motion sick, she turned towards Keith,

"Ugh!! Ugh ughhhhhh!!!"

He was vomiting loudly into the trash can.

"Mage-sama."

Berna hurriedly rubbed his back,

"I'm in the bathroom right now, ugh! That's the way, ugh! ugh!!"

Berna looked at the magician who was vomiting and using magic to make her go to the bathroom, as if she were something strange,

"...Excuse me, I'll use it."

Berna said as she entered the bathroom.

Keith had almost thrown up what he had just eaten, and smiled quietly, thinking that this must mean that Berna wanted him to enjoy it.

With vomit staining his mouth and tears in his eyes.

§§§

At the same time, in Aisha's room.

Aisha was sitting on the bed, her legs dangling.

She was wearing the dress that Keith had said he liked, and had also taken a bath in which she had dripped rose oil.

"Keith...I wonder if he's ready yet."

Muttering something like that, she waited for her lover, worrying whether he would like the frilly underwear she had just taken off.

In another room, her beloved seed was about to devour another woman...

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