In order to cover up the embarrassment and ambiguity that filled the air between Jeluka and I, I coughed a few times and spoke in a decent manner.

"This is naturally good. For this kind of thing, the alliance elders still have to take action."

Carlos nodded in agreement. Although he and Seattle were very important in the alliance, they did not have the power of elders, and it was not convenient for them to come forward for many things. At this time, I, the handyman elder, could come in handy.

.

I always feel an inexplicable sadness...

"If everything goes well, I think we will...schedule to return to the camp in three days. What do you think?"

I hesitated for a moment, and out of the corner of my eye, I touched Jeluka beside me. Her pretty face looked even more gloomy in the dim shadow of the bar, delaying tomorrow to three days later.

"There's no problem with me."

"It's up to me."

"Just call me when you leave."

Carlos and the three of them responded one after another, and the matter was decided.

"That's right!!" I suddenly remembered something, turned around and stared at the old drunkard.

"I heard from Jeluka that you were the first to arrive at the scene after that battle, right?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

The old drunkard yawned and responded casually.

"Although I might be grateful that you arrived so quickly, but..."

I stretched out my hand towards the old drunkard, pretending to be asking for a debt.

"What, I owe you money?!" The old drunkard slapped his hands away from his eyes and yelled angrily.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, you bastard, do you want to keep the equipment that the pain worm dropped?" I continued to hold out my hand reluctantly.

"Ha, explosive equipment?"

The old drunkard glared, then hit me on the head with the wine bottle he was carrying.

"You guys still have the nerve to say, do you know how much effort I put into blocking that last blow for you? If it weren't for me, your last move would have left a trail across the entire Dark Continent, causing countless casualties.

Oh, bastard."

"Hey, is it that serious?"

I don’t remember much about what happened after I went completely berserk. Seeing the old drunkard’s angry look, and it didn’t look like he was lying, I couldn’t help but glance at the other three with questioning eyes, and they all nodded in response.

"Can you take me to see it?"

Seeing everyone's attitude, I couldn't help but become interested. Damn it, what did I do with the last blow to make even the old drunkard look frightened?

At my strong request, the four of them finally accompanied me. They left the bar and exited the demon fortress. They were carried by the old drunkard and quickly headed towards the deserted battlefield in the direction they left that day.

"You can see it from here."

You don't need to spend too much time traveling thousands of miles away. You can just run a hundred miles away, jump to the top of a high mountain, and look down from the top to see the huge chasm that stretches all the way to the horizon.

Now, this huge gap has been filled with water. From a distance, there is a glimmer of water in the gloomy mist, like a huge lake extending to the sea.

"You see, if I hadn't pushed you into the air with that last move, this huge trench might have extended all the way to Kurast, and many lives would have been lost by then."

The old drunkard raised his chin complacently.

"Thank you for your hard work..."

From the initial shock of seeing the gap I had created with my own hands, to the slight complacency, to the fear after hearing what the old drunkard said, I sincerely thanked this guy this time.

"Now you know, right? Under such a powerful attack, whatever equipment was thrown off, even if it was not destroyed, was blown away to who knows where. Do you still suspect that I stole your equipment?"

Seeing that I was feeling guilty, the old drunkard pressed on me step by step.

"I have no doubts anymore, I really have no doubts anymore." I shook my head quickly.

"So, how about a thank you gift for me to help you block that move?" The old drunkard started to rub his nose and face.

"Yes, yes, how about the ten jars of good wine from the elves?"

"What? As a prince of the elves, you can't even get some Sac crystal wine?"

The old drunkard expressed serious dissatisfaction. This guy actually opened a dyeing shop for her three points of color. He thought that Sac Crystal wine was river water. Can he get it if he said he could get it?

"etc!!"

Jeluka stood up and spoke at this time.

"Indeed, if it weren't for Elder Kasha, His Highness the Prince might have caused a catastrophe. As the prince of our clan, please allow me to apologize to Elder Kasha on behalf of Your Highness."

With that said, Jeluka respectfully handed over a whole jar of Sac crystal wine.

"Oh oh oh, this is..."

Kasha took over the wine jar, no matter how harsh she was, she was so satisfied that she had nothing to say. This was a real jar, not just a stingy bottle!

"Old...teacher, um...we have helped a lot, right?" Seattle Ke leaned forward with a shy face and sniffed again and again.

"Of course, come on, come over..."

Kasha rolled his eyes, hooked his hand towards Seacoat, and then took advantage of his approach to give Seacoat a hard black hand, knocking Seacoat unconscious, then turned around and swept away, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

"..."

The ugliness of human nature.

Anyway, Seattle, who was seriously injured, finally got a few more bottles of Sac Crystal wine from Jeluka. He was so happy that he almost regarded Jeluka as the Goddess of Mercy for giving wine. Even Carlos, although he didn't speak,

Yes, but I still stuffed a few bottles.

"You really have the awareness to take care of your wife."

The old drunkard ran away, and on the way back, Jeluka had to be responsible for carrying me. Although the speed was slow, Seike and Carlos were soft-spoken, so naturally they wouldn't say anything.

So, leaning on Jeluka's scented back, I leaned against her pointed ears and laughed softly, "This idiot is not even married yet, so he defends himself like this. I'm a little touched."

"Wives... wives don't know how to do it. I'm just afraid that such an idiot prince will ruin the family, and as a personal maid, I will have to follow the northwest wind, so I do it out of desperation."

Jeluka, who was particularly intolerant of sensitive words such as wife and husband, retorted with a red face.

"Ha, you, you would be cuter if you could be a little more honest."

I kissed her lightly on the temples that exuded a faint fragrance, and I smiled secretly.

This stupid maid even said that she was afraid that I would be a waste of money. You are the most wasteful of all, right? The wine I gave you just now can be exchanged for a few pieces of dark gold equipment.

However, I just like such a prodigal, such a timid and vicious-tongued idiot who cares about and protects himself, a maid who has no moral integrity and pornographic jokes...

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Chapter completed!