"...Um, Brother Monroe."
Behind the crowd, Yamen poked Monroe's arm.
"What's wrong, Yamon? You can't say you're scared at a time like this~."
Yamen's face turned dark.
"That's not the case. I mean, could you please not drink before such an important operation? By the way, how did you get the alcohol?!"
"Well--"
Monroe's smile faltered slightly.
He glanced around awkwardly, wanting to throw away the wine bottle, but he was reluctant, so he just hid it in his arms.
"Hey... hey, well, don't get me wrong, Yamen. For us Sword Saints, drinking a little before a battle can improve our combat effectiveness. It's not a slacking off."
“I’ve never heard of this before…”
"Ahem, this is a secret. You're still young, so it's not time to tell you yet. Also, although I was drinking wine, it was of very low quality, mixed with a lot of water. It won't make you drunk."
"Really?" Yamen looked skeptical.
"Really! It's just low-quality wine. Haven't you tried it before?"
Have you drunk it before?
Yamen was puzzled.
How come I have no impression of this?
Just as he was about to ask further questions, a figure appeared behind Monroe, scaring Amen into silence.
"...That's it. The wine from that store is the worst in the whole of Bangisto." Monroe was completely unaware of the person behind him and continued to explain, trying to help Yamen recall a bad experience.
"Master, Senior Brother, back, back, back——"
"Back? What happened back there?"
Bang!
A hand suddenly rested on Monroe's shoulder.
A bartender, emitting a dark aura, stared at Monroe with a smile.
"Mr. Monroe, what did you say our wine was?"
“… …”
Ahhhh!
Monroe was completely frozen in place, a look of horror on his face.
Oops! I forgot this guy was on the expedition!
"...I'm very sorry. Yamen will buy a large batch of liquor from your store as compensation."
"Oh, really? I'm so happy~!"
"Huh? Wait? Why should I have to pay for it--!"
... ...
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