Reincarnation Band Magician

Then I immersed myself in the night of another world. The feeling in the spiritual space was completely different from being there in person.

She also developed an interest in alcohol.

Take a sip.

Give the same evaluation as Xiao Mo.

"It tastes bad."

Qing realized that there might not be a share for him in that cup.

It doesn’t matter, he just doesn’t like it very much.

There was only less than half a cup of wine, so nothing would happen. It was brewed by the Demon Hunters themselves, so it wasn't too strong.

They each took a sip and poured the whole liquid onto Xiaomu's body.

"I'm inspired."

After enjoying the cool breeze for a while, Yamada Ryo had some ideas for composing music and switched.

"Hello, good evening, Qing. Ah, is Xiangzi drunk already?"

Only the most optimistic and energetic person can make such a light and uplifting voice.

Hongxia's brilliance could not be concealed even in the night, and she looked over with concern.

Xiangzi was in a daze for a moment, as if he had come to his senses. He picked up his wine glass and gently clinked it with hers.

Qing explained, "Soon. Xiang doesn't talk much at this time. He will slowly drink until he is tipsy and falls asleep."

"Oh~ Xiangzi is not good at drinking. How much did you drink? One glass?"

"Well... two cups."

Qing touched his nose to make sure it hadn't gotten any longer.

"I want to try it too... I won't get drunk, will I?" Hong Xia shook Qing's glass of wine, which still had half a glass left.

In fact, she was a little shy. As the most normal one, this kind of indirect kiss was really too young for her.

"Drink if you want. It's okay if you get drunk. With the magic at your disposal, you don't have to worry about harming your body. Just be moderate."

"Uh-huh."

I couldn't help but drink it out of curiosity.

"Wow...it doesn't taste good—I'm feeling a bit cold. Qing and Xiangzi should not lie down for too long. Well, I'll call Su Shi and Yi Li out. As for them, don't feel that we can't enjoy it in there. With everyone's feelings put together, we can celebrate together."

Hongxia stretched, took Xiaomo's juice back and took a sip.

Switch.

"elder brother--"

Miss Nagasaki Suyo, a long-term vegetarian, is very concerned about her health. After becoming a monk, she fully agrees with the teachings of the goddess.

"Don't drink too much."

Qing turned sideways and looked at her, "I've only taken two sips so far, the rest is right next to you."

Su Shi looked over and said, "I know...Xiao Xiang can't do that either."

"a little."

Xiaoxiang, who was almost tipsy, was very frugal with his words.

Su Shi was very satisfied with this. He was drunk at such a young age. Xiao Xiang, who was so weak, didn't seem like an alcoholic.

"If you can't drink, just drink less... Well, I'm also... a little curious, just curious."

Su Shi avoided the wet area on the edge of the wine glass. Even though they were all in the same body, it seemed like he still cared.

"Wow, it really doesn't taste good. How could anyone like it? Never mind. I should go now. Have fun, brother, Xiaoxiang."

Finally, Guitar Hero, out of the lineup.

"I... This is my first time attending a celebration..."

Goto Ichiri, who had been waiting for a long time, controlled her body. If she was in her hometown, she would probably have dug out those strange party star sunglasses, put them on, and set off a few fireworks.

"How dare someone like me participate? Red Bean Paste is awesome! I'll do it first!"

She downed the rest of the wine in one gulp.

Then he fell headfirst and lost consciousness.

Got drunk, so fast.

Qing took away the empty cup and helped her straighten her body. At this time, Xiaoxiang also slowly sipped the cup, rubbed against Qing like a cat, leaned on his shoulder and fell asleep relaxedly.

The three of them lay on the lawn. Qing seemed to be able to feel that there were other people around them. It was not lonely at all, but very lively.

And so, the night of celebration ended normally.

It took a lot of effort to clean up the two drunk girls afterwards.

……

PS: Once again, it is not recommended to consume alcohol in any form, as the adverse effects on health are irreversible.

Brave: 315, see you next time

The next morning, none of the three people who woke up mentioned what happened last night.

The ending was a bit hasty, but that’s okay. The longer a happy and wonderful festival goes on, the more reluctant you become to leave. It would be less regrettable if it could end cleanly.

Today, they are setting off.

……

"I think I'll be hearing your names again soon. If you pass by here, remember to come and see us."

Except for those who have not woken up yet and are traveling outside, all members of the Demon Hunting Clan came to see off their benefactor.

As warriors, they knew they couldn't carry too much when traveling, so apart from the necessary supplies, they didn't prepare any gifts.

"Here's this."

The patriarch stepped forward and handed Xiao Mo a green transparent stone that he thought was picked up by the stream. The children behind the patriarch said goodbye to their brothers and sisters reluctantly.

Different lifestyles will bring different freshness. The stories of these unique adventurers may be told to their children by these grown-up children long after.

At this time, Metis, who was not good at thinking about the future like the children, took the stone, hung it around her neck, and lowered it to hit the emerald.

Qing took it off again and put it on her wrist.

The clan leader said, "It records the soul detection magic. From now on, our clan will no longer use this magic. I hope this can slightly curb our belligerence. I believe that only by staying alive can we eliminate more pests for the goddess in our future lives."

"Isn't it too late to realize it now? But it's good that you understand it."

Seeing the people behind the patriarch looking uncomfortable, Qing knew that changing customs and habits was a long and arduous task.

It will probably take at least two generations, twenty to thirty years, or even forty to fifty years, before we can see initial results.

With their beliefs and way of survival, they will fight constantly, so those who are good at fighting are destined to be admired. I hope that besides being belligerent, they can value life more.

"If I pass by, I will definitely do it. I hope everyone can take care of themselves. Cherishing life is also something the goddess advocates."

The chieftain smiled and said, "Well, I definitely won't see it. Although it looks like it, I'm not a dwarf after all."

The Claw Scar elder also nodded beside him, "Same here."

Qing felt something heavy beneath their laughter that he didn't want to think about. His expression remained unchanged as he waved his hand, "Then I'll try harder. Who knows, maybe you'll hear from me and see me again sooner than you expect."

"It's just a casual talk. Just follow your own pace. There's no need to force it."

"Then I'll look forward to it. Don't make me wait for several years in vain."

"of course."

After walking a long way out of the clan's territory, Miss Xiangzi gracefully lifted her skirt and bowed goodbye, "Please go back. We'll have a drink together when we meet again."

"Uh... that's not necessary. As you get older, it's better to drink less."

"Leaving the same night we met is a bit...right?"

The faces of the clan leader and the elders wrinkled from cucumbers to bitter gourds, and the people around them didn't dare to look at each other. Those who drank together that night couldn't help but feel a sense of empathy.

This is the deterrent power of the Seven Great Sages in the drinking world. It makes people unable to even muster the desire to resist. In this way, he will soon become the big devil in the drinking world.

Such scenes always make me happy. Qing smiled and waved, "Well, no need to see me off. Goodbye."

The short patriarch raised his wooden staff and waved it.

"Goodbye."

……

The Demon Hunters' new territory is located in a depression surrounded by forests and mountains, and can no longer be seen from a distance.

If you are someone who is used to the hustle and bustle, you will probably feel a sense of emptiness after separation.

Xiao Mo would look back every few steps.

"Brother, when will we meet next time?"

"A few years, or maybe more than ten years."

"It's so long."

"Is it long?"

"Super long."

……

Sometimes when I’m in a trance, I feel like I just said goodbye in the morning.

In fact, half a month has passed.

Starting from the middle of the Thor Valley, we followed the nearest road, flew over places where we couldn't go, and now we have returned to the Central Kingdoms.

I feel a little regretful that I didn’t pass through Gulanath County, but there will be another chance next time I leave.

Just like that, the jagged mountains in the field of vision gradually disappeared, turning into a broad plain. From time to time, you can see gently flowing streams and lakes and ponds. These water bodies are gentler than those in the north.

I remember that it was a warm spring day when I set out from the Royal Forest with the white-haired elf. The stream near the Royal Capital flowed slowly, warm and cool.

The arrival of summer marks the completion of the sixth year in the other world, and the beginning of the seventh year.

"Squeak~"

In the carriage, Qing took the map of the northern plateau and the map of the continent, comparing his position. While calculating the route back, his fingers brushed over a city not far from here.

I remembered.

Qing was impressed by that name.

Unlike Fulilian, who had so many memories that it took her a long time to review them all, he could recall them very quickly and wouldn't walk far before remembering that he had been to a place he passed by a few days ago.

As I was thinking, a few people in the front of the carriage started arguing. The journey was long and boring. There were no mobile phones or newspapers, and the car was too bumpy to read, so they could only chat.

"Have you heard? The Hero of the South was killed by the demons. Is that the only place the strongest hero can go?"

"It was that damned demon ambush! The Southern Hero sacrificed himself before replacing three of the Seven Bengxian! And with the all-knowing Shulahart, the demons' power has been greatly weakened!"

"I heard that he took the initiative to fight, otherwise Shulahat and the Seven Collapse Sages would have broken through the empire's defenses."

"That's just a lie to bluff us. I don't think it's true. How could three of the Seven Collapsed Sages die at once?"

"Are you questioning the Hero of the South?"

"What heroes? Aren't there enough heroes who died? It's just the same as before. The battle records might be fabricated..."

"Damn it, how dare you insult the Hero of the South!"

A fight broke out.

Metis, who was experiencing the new way of movement and sticking her head out to observe the horse's hooves, retracted her head, feeling a little at a loss.

Xiangzi came back to his senses from his thoughts, squeezed the umbrella handle, and put it down.

Qingze remained calm and held the sword in his arms, admiring it.

Among the four, one is a pessimist, believing everyone will be killed by the demons. One seems to have been born in a place saved by the Southern Hero. One likes to deny all official statements to appear clear-headed. The last one is relatively rational and has his own judgment...