Itsudemo Jitaku Ni Kaerareru Ore Wa, Isekai De Gyoushounin O Hajimemashita - 56 Episode 55

The Dwarves of the ancient strong join their arms and turn to their challenging eyes.

His demands are very simple.

“Serve the strongest liquor”

Just exhaust that one point.

Although Nesca told me that the Dwarves only swallow big drinks after eating rice… I see.

Are you confident in alcohol tolerance when demanding strong alcohol without getting lost?

“Didn’t you hear me, kid? It’s booze. Shall I get the booze you were lying about last night? I’m not gonna tell you it was a joke.”

“Huh, is that a joke?”

I’ll take out a bottle.

“This is the fire liquor I was talking about yesterday, ‘Spiritus’!

– Spiritus.

If you like alcohol, it would be the name of vodka that everyone has heard of once.

It is a dangerous alcoholic beverage in many ways, which falls within category 4 hazardous substances in Japan and may ignite even to the extent of cigarette fire.

Its alcohol content is an amazing 96 percent.

“Hmm. It’s as clear as water. Are you sure it’s booze?

“I get colorless by repeating the distillation over and over. Even if it looks like water, you can smell it and you’ll know it’s alcohol in one shot. More than that…… Are you sure you want this alcohol – spiritual? You can still make changes now. Personally, like everyone else, I highly recommend drinking beer or wine, though, right?

Me like I tell you.

Originally Spiritus is such an alcoholic beverage that you only drink in a tough joke or punishment game.

Even in the sense of purely enjoying alcohol, I would like them to drink something delicious if possible.

It was a word that came out of that thought.

“Oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.”

“Are you telling me you don’t know ‘Unbreakable Erdos’!?

“This town is the end of the line. It’s no surprise you don’t know Erdos’ name.”

“My husband’s one of the sixteen heroes, isn’t he? Wangdu knows you’re a kid, not an adventurer.”

The adventurers began to bother.

Apparently, the Dwarf in front of me was such a celebrity that it would be superb among the adventurers.

“Knock it off”

Dwarf – Mr. Erdos laughs with pleasure.

“Provoke this eagle, boy. Fine, that provocation – I’ll give you a ride!

With that said, Mr. Erdos placed more and more wooden jocks.

If it were a tavern, it would feel so big that it would be named ‘Mega’.

This doesn’t have to be a little while to get all the contents of the bottle in, does it?

“Come on, kid, put that booze in this”

“No, that’s just how big it is…”

Then they stick out a jock, and I lose the words that go on.

No matter how much Dwarf is heard to be a big drinker, it doesn’t necessarily make him resistant to equals alcohol.

And Spiritus is an alcoholic beverage with a high alcohol content.

As far as I’m concerned, I was going to get you a shot glass to drink, but I never thought you’d be served a mega-sized jock.

“What’s the matter, kid, do you spare the booze? Don’t worry, there’s plenty of money. Don’t worry about it…. Mmm. What kind of face is that? You didn’t realize I was scared, did you?

and Mr. Eldos at the end of the day.

I nod, I answer.

“… Yes. Actually, I’m a little freaked out. This spiritus is strong enough to make your feet flutter even after a small amount of it. Yet I can’t believe they put out such a big jock…… Oh, yeah! Why don’t you start with one mouthful? So if it seems okay, then go ahead and have another mouthful, drink it in small portions like – that?

……

If you look, Mr. Erdos is silent and his shoulders are puffy and trembling. Isn’t that right?

It was the adventurers who opened their mouths instead.

“Look at that! That brother, he’s stirring up Erdos even more!

“One mouthful of booze? You treat me like a total kid! Erdos is over 200 years old!

“He’s making fun of the Dwarves, Oilers. Dwarves grow up holding barrels instead of bottles.”

“What a reckless young man to treat that hero Erdos as a child”

Something is bothering the adventurers.

It’s not. I’m not inciting you.

No kidding, seriously, this spiritus is bad alcohol.

“Boy, you insult my lord! I’ve never been drunk before. Don’t look sweet at me!!

“I didn’t and I didn’t even look sweet! Mr. Erdos. – So let me call you, shall I? Mr. Erdos may not know, but drinking too much will kill him. Vomited vomit stuck in my throat! In my hometown, some people die every year from alcohol. I will never let you drink more unscrupulous than I serve alcohol. If you want to drink…”

I put a shot glass (a glass that only pours one mouth) on the counter and keep going.

“If it’s not this glass, I’ll give it to you.”

How small of a shot glass compared to the jock Mr. Erdos has.

“I’ll buy that fight! Boy! Get on the table now!!

Shout no, Mr. Erdos takes off his jacket and shows off his crisp flesh that goes far beyond success.

With his chin, he points out, his fists pounding.

Sudden hunch of battle.

I panic.

More panicking Eina’s.

But the hand of salvation came from unexpected places.

Lord Eldos, calm down.

“What about the Lord?

“I am a cleric who serves Florine, the sky god, and my name is Rolf Foss Mozel”

It was Mr. Rolf who showed up in this predicament.

Mr. Rolf smiled with Nico.

Between me and Mr. Erdos.

“Huh. What can a priest do for me? Are you going to preach? Or do you want a Washi and a Boy’s presence?

“No way, I don’t mean that. But this Lord Shiloh is my friend.”

“Well, with a friend.”

“Yes, I’m a friend. A dear friend.”

and Mr. Rolf.

Mr. Erdos’ words, including anger, are beautifully smiled at.

“Are you going to shelter the boy? I don’t care if it’s two to one. That body. I’m sure you’re confident.”

and Mr. Erdos holding his fist and pretending to punch something.

I guess I saw Mr. Rolf’s physique and found out he wasn’t just a cleric.

“Just kidding. I have only come to stop Lord Erdos. As you can see, Lord Shiloh is not good at every fight.”

I snort at these words with all my strength.

“I don’t like fights. I mean, I don’t like pain in general! Because it hurts!

“Did you hear what Lord Shiloh just said? Even if you two have a fight, Lord Erdos will end up hurting Lord Shiloh unilaterally. Are you going to hurt the irresistible if you count as sixteen heroes? The fame you’ve built will cry.”

“… it’s bad that the boy hurt Dwarf’s pride.”

Mr. Erdos, as obstinate.

I think I’m getting some calm back.

“That’s a real misunderstanding. I’m going to drink this spiritus the other way around, and I’ve seen a bunch of people get flustered. For the sake of evaluating my shop, and not to bother the Adventurers Guild here, and more importantly, for Mr. Erdos’ own health, we can’t let him drink a lot at once.”

……

“Lord Erdos, have you understood the thoughts of my friend?

“I know what the boy is trying to say. I don’t know. Dwarves don’t even get into booze like that.”

“I guess. So here’s one suggestion from me.”

“What. Say it.”

“Okay,”

Once Mr. Rolf separates there, he turns to me.

“Lord Shiloh, there was a magic called ‘Detoxification (Cure)’ in the sacred magic used by priests. This sacred magic can cure intoxication besides poison.”

“Whoa! Such magic!

What a handy magic. Different worlds Banzai.

Sure, when you’re drunk, it’s like a state disorder.

“In the unlikely event Lord Erdos stops being intoxicated, I immediately wake up intoxicated using ‘detoxification’. How about that? Under these conditions, Lord Erdos, may I try to give you a drink of the pickles?

“Right……”

I assume that.

The scary thing about alcohol (dark side) is its acute alcoholism.

Drinking lowers the level of consciousness, puking, worsening respiratory conditions, and leads to the worst possible death.

But what if we could solve that danger by Mr. Rolf’s magic?

It might be a good idea to give the brave Dwarf (Mr. Erdos) a taste of the Spiritus threat.

“Okay. On that condition, let us serve the Spiritus.”

“Lord Shiloh says this, how about Lord Erdos?

“That’s fine with me, too. As I said earlier, I’ve never been drunk with alcohol.”

Mr. Erdos stares at me.

He said, “Why don’t you just flinch underfoot? Humph. I’ve exchanged battle axes with many demons so far, but I’m just proud that I’ve never knelt on the ground. Demon Lord, Enchanted Dragon, No-Life King… and he was always strong enough to make me stick my knee in the crocodile.”

“Oh…” exclaimed the adventurers.

Mr. Nesca standing behind him, pounding and spilling.

“… all legendary demons”

Are you saying that the hero’s name is not Dada?

“Come on, boy, give me that booze!

Mr. Eldos putting up a jock.

I’ll uncap the bottle.

“Don’t drink all at once, do you? If you think it’s dangerous, stop drinking immediately, right?

“Hang on. I’ll do whatever the boy wants me to do, even if I’m flattered.”

“So what should I do if Mr. Erdos didn’t flirt?

Mr. Erdos laughs at my question.

“All of today’s booze is for free. So what do you say?

“Okay. I don’t like gambling, but that’s fine.”

“I said so! Come on, pour your eyes out! Why don’t you just get your ass kicked? I pour it from the glass to the overflow.”

“Yes, yes, I get it.”

I told the mega-jock, I almost had Spiritus.

“Mmm, I do smell liquor. It smells really strong too.”

Mr. Erdos smiles slightly at the smell of spiritual alcohol.

And while everyone here is watching…

“Which… Ngu, Ngu, Ngu,”

Haven’t you turned the jock upside down, rattled your throat and drank it up?

Give me that spiritus.

For nothing.

“Nku, Nku, Nku……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………. I think I can burn my stomach. But… what do you say, kid? Are you drunk?

Mr. Erdos’ eyes are not shaded.

It was more because I consumed alcohol or it was more sharp.

I raise my hand just to surrender.

“I saw that. My loss.”

Apparently, Dwarves are very resistant to alcohol.

“Ha-ha-ha! Did you finally get it? A bet is a bet. All the booze that I drink today is not your lord’s luxury, is it?

“I know. But don’t drink till everyone else’s, okay?

“Then it’s not about satisfying the eagle with delicious liquor. That might moisten my throat a little. Well, I’ve never been drunk. Never! Kahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha”

Mr. Erdos, who was off his back and laughing out loud, fell battan behind him as he was.

……

There’s a liquor store in the middle of a sudden.

I moved quickly.

Running by, shouting in my ear.

“Mr. Erdos? Erdos!! Hey, I hear you – oh, this is a totally bad guy. Mr. Rolf, hurry up and enchant Mr. Erdos! He’s the one who wakes up drunk earlier!

“I understand, sir.”

Nor did Mr. Rolf ever think this was going to happen.

hastily uttering words of prayer,

“Detoxification”

Apply magic to Mr. Erdos.

The unconscious Mr. Erdos was subjected to magic with half a laugh, making his body slightly brighter.

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“Mr. Erdos, I told you, didn’t I? Would you like to have a drink in small portions?”

“Ugh, um. Don’t even think about it like you said.”

“I said. I said clear! Yet I can’t believe I drank all at once… it wouldn’t be weird if Mr. Rolf hadn’t been around, would it?

“… I know. I’m going to thank that cleric later.”

“Naturally. Ha, I don’t know if you’re a hero, but alcohol is something you should drink for fun. Yet you drink like that… don’t you think it’s rude to drink?

“Mmmm…”

I was scolding Mr. Erdos for regaining consciousness.

I was scolding him thoughtfully.

“That brother, he’s preaching to Erdos’ husband.”

“I’ve never seen such a shrunken husband!

“Hang on, you were down in one shot on the knee, weren’t you?

“I can’t believe the first time I defeated a hero was alcohol. Hehe… I’m interested too.”

“What was that booze?

“Uh… you said something about Supi, didn’t you?

“Aren’t you already a ‘hero killer’?

“That’s a good name. I think I’ll try to kill a hero.”

“Oh, and Atashi!

I kept scolding Mr. Erdos, keeping the deliberate adventurers intact.

It was only a few more moments before liquor, known as’ hero killing ‘, originated in Ninorich, swept across the continent.