Chapter 136 – Rubera -Drunken Talk- (1)

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Considering that most of the customers visiting this bar were fearless commoners stepping in with curiosity about the back alleys, the interior was not suitable for the location no matter how you thought about it.

The master herself is also not a male master usually seen in a bar like this, but a woman who wears a dress like an aristocratic lady and exudes the atmosphere of ‘I’m doing it as a hobby’. .

Sus herself likes to listen to her stories her and drink with her customers who like her, so she does n’t really care if her sales her don’t work, but thanks to her her, she can match her of taste her. Only alcohol accumulates in cupboards and storerooms.

Susu made a troubled face as he alternately looked at the alcohol that Ruba was referring to—a drink named “Ifrit” And Ruba.

“Um… Ruba? I think this drink is too much for Ruba to drink…”

Undoubtedly, Ifrit was the most alcoholic among the alcoholic beverages in his store. Originally, it wasn’t a drink made for humans to drink.

Ifrit is a drink made with a special method using the flame spirit stone created by the snowfield dwarves.

This liquor, which can be said to be their legacy of extinction, combines various ingredients and effects to withstand the severe cold, and is a strong drink made by dwarves who are extremely strong against alcohol even compared to ordinary humans. ) Was

Whether Ruba knows it or not. No, because I don’t know, I guess I can talk like that. As she looked at Rubera, her eyes her harboring miasma stronger than Ifrit’s, she thought for a moment about the reason for her sudden deterioration of her.

Even after he got a job with the Tromeia family, he still came to the shop from time to time, complaining about problems that couldn’t be solved elsewhere, and talking about the dark horse family.

And, from time to time, it was a completely different look than when he told the story of a man named Cleon who spoke with a precious smile.

After thinking that far, Susu could go ‘Ahh’in her mind as to what she didn’t like about her.

“Haa. It can’t be helped. But it can’t be done with the undiluted solution. If a human drinks it, a hole may form in the stomach.”

Saying that, she took out the Ifrit and at the same time took out the blue bottle that was stored elsewhere. Attached to the outside was a wrapping paper decorated with an emblem in the form of a blue fairy, but it was impossible to tell whether what was inside was water or other alcohol.

I could feel the magic power from the bottle that was stronger than the weak magic power of the spirit stone felt in Ifrit.

But Cleon thought he had seen the bottle somewhere.

Not only that, but the red bottle I picked up at the beginning. Ifrit too, somewhere-.

“This is a kind of antidote… When you drink alcohol that is too strong, you can protect your body to some extent by mixing it with alcohol. Plus, you can bring out the effect of alcohol. Her name her is ‘Undine’. Ifrit and Likewise, it is a product made by the snowfield dwarves. Unlike other dwarves, they were masters of alchemy and spiritism. Besides, there are other drinks named after spirits of the natural world, such as ‘gnomes’ and ‘sylphs’, but they have never been never seen it.”

Saying that, she took out two small glasses and carefully opened the lid of the Ifrit. Then, Cleon covered his nose involuntarily at the strong smell of alcohol that attacked him even from a short distance away, and Louvera made a sound like ‘Ugh…’.

It seemed to warn that it was an object that could surely kill a human being to challenge his anger.

Compared to the two of them, Susu seems to be unconcerned, her eyes twinkling as she gazes at the beautiful liquid with a slightly reddish brown color flowing out of the bottle.

She has a severe liquid fetish. Maybe it’s because her reverse body is also in the middle between liquid and solid, similar to slime.

“Is this… Is it really alcohol…? It’s just pure alcohol…”

Not too long ago, when Cleon looked at Ifrit, which had a very different scent and appearance compared to the high-end wine that Cuon received at the academy, Cleon expressed his doubts.

“…I seem to have forgotten since I live in a luxurious mansion. The alcohol that adventurers usually drink is cheap and has a high alcohol content so that they can get drunk quickly.”

“No, I know that… But it wasn’t like this anyway.”

“Are you scared…?”

At Ruba’s words, Cleon’s forehead grows sinews. Normally, he would n’t fall for such a cheap provocation, but Rubera’s nerve-racking sneering look and the judgment-clouding scent of the alcohol that naturally flowed from the bottle eroded his self-control.

While the two were engaged in such a meaningless war of nerves, Suss closed the bottle cap on Ifrit, and this time opened Undine’s side of her.

The liquid flowing out of it is truly transparent. It looked just like ‘water’ to the point where you could tell what was behind it through the flowing liquid.

However, the scent that wafted out was not just water, but refreshing and sweet, like fruit wine.

Likewise, when Undine enters the liquor containing Ifrit, which was poured earlier, even if no force is applied, thanks to the magical power of the two liquors, they mix as if they were one, and the two liquids mix.

It was the kind of thing Layla could only see in her witch’s cauldron of her, which she watched as she prepared her magic reagents of her.

The reddish-brown Ifrit met and became one with the transparent Undine, which now became a pale copper-colored liquid.

“Now. Done. No matter how weak the alcohol is, don’t drink it all at once.”

Saying that, he placed the two glasses in front of Cleon and Ruba, respectively.

“Sure. Stay with the two of you for a while. I have something to prepare.”

Saying that, she smiled and entered through the door behind the counter. Cleon and Ruba looked at their backs for a while, then put their hands on the glass in front of them without saying who came first.

“Why are you so angry?”

When Cleon, who had regained his composure a bit with her glass in front of him, said that, Lubera replied bluntly. Her eyes still didn’t turn to Cleon, she just stared at her drink her in front of her.

“Not really. I’m not angry. Do you see it that way?”

“For starters. Well, if you always behave like this, you won’t be able to get along well with your co-workers.”

At that, Ruba shut her mouth for a moment.

“Did I do something wrong in the letter I sent you before?”

“…I think it was a high-level ‘reporting letter’ that knows how to properly consider the other person with a sentence structure that is not embarrassing no matter where it is shown.”

“Then why-“

As Cleon tried to continue her speech, Ruba interrupted him and interjected her own voice.

“Is there any point in finding a reason like that? People get upset over trivial things, and it makes them feel good. You will too.”

“Certainly. Capricious people are human, but if I’ve done something wrong, I’m asking because I need to fix it.”

“That. To avoid repeating the same mistakes in front of other people?”

“…Is that right?”

“Then there’s no problem. There seem to be a lot of caring people around you. There’s no such thing as a strange person who gets angry while paying attention to every single thing you do. I’m sure I’m the only one. “

“…”

“I’m fully aware that my personality is weird. Well, maybe that’s why I haven’t been able to make a single good friend at this age. My current job is all geeks, so I’m getting along just fine. I get along well with geeks. Is what it is.”

“…That must be odd.”

Rubera’s eyes twitch, and she looks at Cleon. Cleon looked at Lubera like that and only answered her question. Why do you think the same thing? He knew vaguely that she didn’t want such an answer.

Soon, Ruba sighs and looks down at her drink.

“…You haven’t slept in the capital yet.”

“Yes, because it arrived this morning.”

“As you may have heard from Iona, things are happening in this royal capital where people have nightmares and absorb their spirits when they sleep. The culprit is the red-haired half-succubus you’ve met. The new ruler of the back alleys , ‘Ishtal’.”

“Is she that woman…”

Remembering her face that disturbed them by appearing at an important scene at the academy, Cleon frowned at her.

“Thanks to that, I’m also setting up every night. It’s because of someone who shows up every night.”

“…”

“Honestly. Looking at your face reminds me of a dream. It’s all an illusion in a hazy haze. You’re definitely in that dream-“

After Ruba said that, she shut her mouth for a while. She raised her glass and brought her drink to her lips.

Did he decide that the story that would come after that would be impossible to do with his sober mind? Alcohol is a blade that kills shame, and if you surrender to its power, you can bring up a story that you would normally not be able to talk about.

The taste of the liquid that flowed into her mouth couldn’t be said to be good even with empty words. It was torture to hold the liquid in my mouth, which seemed to burn the entire inside of my mouth, including the roof of my mouth.

Ruba somehow passed it down her throat instead of spitting it out, and she could feel all the heat going down her throat her.

“Quit…”

Cleon looks anxiously at Rubera, who spit her saliva her, but he too takes a sip along with her her Rubera and feels the same pain.

“This, this… Sure is strong…”

Cleon, who felt the spirit of alcohol rising, muttered that. Ruba took a few deep breaths before continuing her story of her.

“…Have you ever seen someone in a dream?”

“Yeah, first of all. I can’t do anything about dreams. Using the power of a demonic sword to deliberately look into the past is a kind of dream, but… Even if it’s not the case, I often dream of People I’ve met in the past.”

“For example?”

“Yeah, the enemies I met in the past… The people I went on an adventure with for a while… The people I was like family.”

“So. What is your dream about your hometown?”

At Ruba’s words, Cleon stopped talking for a moment. Her hometown her, she says, is the village of the Dark Demon clan hidden in the valley of the dragon.

That night. In their burned down village, Cleon lived a contradictory life by escaping from Lesiae and Ruba Marquis Hughes.

Now, these two are probably the only ones from that village who have a free status.

However, that doesn’t mean that the two have no common memories.

I hated the town of young Ruba. Although Cleon also hated the village.

I had no memories of being friends, and even if we had talked to each other, it wouldn’t have been a relationship that left a lasting impression on us.

For Rubera, her childhood memories of her were full of pain, despair, and anger.

A valley that covers the sky. Wings of a flying wyvern. Flashbacks of her mother her being murdered right in front of her make her nauseous.

It got a little better after she avenged her by killing the Marquis Hughes, but it never made her feel nostalgic when she remembered her hometown her.

“Dreams of the Valley of the Dragon… I also dream often. Most of the time, it’s a scene looking up at the sky from the top of a tower. I had no family or friends.”

“… Then, don’t you feel distressed every time you think about your hometown?”

“That’s right… I don’t have anything that can be called a memory. First of all, it’s the place where I was born… But, even thinking about those things doesn’t change the present.”

“It doesn’t change now… Ra. What a great idea, good life young man.”

“Why are you being sarcastic again…”

“I wish I could shake it off like that.”

“…”

“My latest dream is even worse. I dream of someone next to me.”

“…Are you talking about nightmares?”

“There’s no such thing as delicacy. But, that’s the answer. While I’m away from you. Every day I dream of looking up at the sky with a boy in my dream in the capital.”

“Is that… A childhood friend?”

“…If only it had. I think it would have been nice.”

“Then…?”

“I don’t know. What that boy looks like and what he says is all a product of my imagination. I don’t know anything about you as a child, nor do I know what kind of personality you were as a child or what kind of voice you spoke. So, It’s all bad imagination.”

“…”

“It’s a strange story. Obviously, remembering things about the town is the worst thing. The sight of the town I dreamed of with you is the exact opposite of what I remembered. I promised him a future, living in a town no matter how dark and dangerous. Even if I go, if I’m with him. It makes me mistaken. It’s really… It’s really, the worst.”

Did Ruba have enough alcohol? Slowly, a tendency to show emotions was emerging.

Rubera took another sip of the drink. What was in her glass was now reduced to almost a sip.

She doesn’t drool as she did before, but Ruba shuts her mouth for a moment, then she looks at Cleon and talks.

“Why are you trying to get into my mind?”

“…”

“When my revenge is over, I tried to live with the goal of making the other dark horse clan free. I didn’t think about creating a happy family with someone or working so that I could spend my later years comfortably. Because I knew very well that things didn’t suit me, and I didn’t expect to meet someone like that.”

“But after meeting the person you are, I’m making you expect that. That’s why I deliberately tried to stay away from you. If I keep a little distance, my heart will become cold.”

“But. Yes. You’ve done a great job sending me a few letters of regards and telling me what’s going on. What is it? Did you really want to appeal to yourself that much?”

“Most of the letters they send are about women. What did Layla do? Sasha made friends with her. She got acquainted with Lady Aruru… “

“It would be nice. A life surrounded by women. Women’s enemies. I thought I wanted to kill them. To be honest.”

“I’m in a situation where I dream of you every night. You mess with my head every day that you’re with other women. Ugly jealousy.”

“To you, I am the same magician. The same clan. A woman from the same hometown.

“…”

“I only know you as a man. No, I am aware that you are special within me.”

“But you never try to cross the line on your side. You can feel that clumsy consideration in the letters you send and the way you treat me.”

“I don’t like that. Why do I have to go through such a heart-wrenching experience-“

“I’ve never learned how to deal with the feelings of this one-way street… So…”

“Cleon… I… Is, you… God…”

Quietly. Cleon, who listened to her endless story of her, slowly slowed down and suddenly looked at Rubera, who buried her face in her counter and collapsed. She passed out as if her body’s power source had been cut off. Needless to say, the cause must be the liquid contained in the small cup placed in front of her eyes.

While chewing on what she said, Cleon himself poured all the liquid in front of her into her mouth her.

Burning poison penetrates the inside of the body.

“That, if you drink it all at once, your body will be ruined.”

Perhaps he was listening to the story behind the door and was measuring the timing to come out, so Susu carefully pushed her face in and revealed himself.

“I’m sorry. Rubera passed out…”

“It’s okay, it’s okay. It happens sometimes. Even though the alcohol isn’t that strong.”

Susu smiles bitterly as she picks up the glasses the two of them drank.

“…I’ll do the math. It’s a pretty rare drink-“

“It’s okay. It’s not for sale anyway. Just think of it as a present for a friend. Rather, we’ve prepared a bed inside, so let’s move there. If anything, Cleon can sleep and go. In the royal capital, People wander around at night like that I don’t like it. It’s perfect for getting caught by the guards and asking questions.”

“Lubera often. Is she staying here?”

“Um- once a week? In the morning, Lisa- Ah, Barisada comes to pick me up.”

Her demonic sword her also suffered.

“…Then. I’ll take care of you for the night.”

“Yes. I will always be here, so if necessary, tell me. Ah. The room is well soundproofed.”

“…”

Why do you need soundproofing in bed? Without asking, Cleon held Ruba in his arms and went through the door that Suth had opened and headed inside the building.

The prepared bedroom was similar in size to the inn and mid-level lodging in Elesia that Cleon used before.

Seeing that two beds were prepared for one person, she let out a sigh of relief and put Ruba on her back, and she also put herself on the other bed.

With her slightly flushed face and the sound of her breathing, she appeared to be a completely different girl from the one who had been blaming her vitriols on herself before.

[Sorry. I don’t think I’ll be back today.]

When I sent her telepathic message towards Lyla, only a snort came back from Lyla.

Naturally, it was impossible for Cleon to endure the miasma of alcohol.

As soon as his tension is released, sleep sets in swiftly.

His eyelids, which had changed like magnets, closed, and Cleon fell asleep.

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Chuu… Jureut… Jurreuuk…

Completely dark vision. My body’s senses must have been dulled by the alcohol still in my body, but I felt something slippery and soft underneath with a rustling sound.

Thanks to this, Cleon, who had been sleeping quietly, slowly opened his eyes of hers, and when he unconsciously looked up at the pleasant sensation felt from his penis of hers and the lower part of his body of hers, which felt strangely empty-

There, she could see that Ruba was serving Cleon’s yet-to-be-grown object of her, moving her hands and tongue in perfect order.

“…Lubera…?”

“You’re awake, Cleon.”

Luvera, who secretly confirmed Cleon’s face her at the voice of her calling herself, continued her actions her casually.

“Kuh…”

Cleon unknowingly grabs the seat at the unrelenting pleasure. Ruba, who was hanging by Cleon, was already naked without any clothes on.

“You… Fell asleep… Are you mistaken for a dream?”

“…Hah? It can’t be. It’s true that I fell asleep. In fact, I still have some alcohol.”

However. She Adds Ruba and smiles as she brushes her hair over her ears her.

“But. It’s natural to want to take it away if you see a gap.”

While licking her lips her with her tongue, this time she gently stimulated Cleon’s glans her with her tongue her.

When her sensitive mucous membranes were stimulated, a tingling pleasure flowed in that alone made her waist twitch.

“One month… I will make it intense enough to fill up all the time we were separated.”

As she said that, she lightly flicked her index finger and hit Cleon’s limp object on her.

“So put your cock up, you son of a bitch.”