When the wings of the Red Lotus, including Ray, and Elena and Arra were having a good night at Marina's... the opposite was Ilze.
　The hotel where Ilze took up his room was the type of hotel where there was no dining room.
　That being the case, you have to go somewhere to eat, such as a restaurant, bar, or stall.
　Meanwhile, Ilze came to the bar to gather information about his revenge.
　Ask for ale and some food, and then listen carefully to the people around you to gather information.
　That's what I meant, but...

"That's why there are annoying people around you,"

　I said, "Yes, sir.
　Sitting opposite Ilze for some reason, Melan puts a glass of ale against the table.
　Yes, for some reason now Ilze was supposed to eat with Melan.
　In the beginning, Ilze tried to say no because he was a low-ranking adventurer, but Melan said he was going to treat him, so he couldn't say no.
　Melan's current tour of the city requires a certain amount of fighting power due to the nature of the job, but the rewards are reasonably high.
　...but much cheaper than the wizards who work for the new wall.
　Still, there is no problem as long as you treat a woman to a meal.

"I see, it must be hard for you to have another man on your side. and considering the beauty of Mr. Vihela..."

　At first I heard the name Vihela, but Ilze didn't know who it was.
　However, according to Melan's story, she is handsome enough to be called the greatest of all, and she is wearing light clothing like that worn by dancers and prostitutes.
　It didn't take much time to understand that Ilze was the one who was saved today.
　The men who approached him called him Vihela, didn't they?

"I see! Besides, Ray had not only Vihela, but also many other women of the same beauty.
"...how many are as beautiful as Vichela?"

　The words that came out of Melan's mouth were not believable to Ilze.
　I wonder if I can see it once in my life... that there are many such beautiful women besides Vihela.
　Ilze is fairly confident in her appearance, but that's why she was so overwhelmed by her beauty.

"I see! Well, Ray is... just because he's a little competent..."
"But, you know, Ray is that crimson, isn't he? He's got a Gryphon as a slave." Don't make enemies of notorious high-ranking adventurers..."

　Ilze recalls the Gryphon she saw walking through the guillem today.
　Abuero, close to this guillem, was an ordinary town with a few exceptions.
　However, this guillem can be said to be an unconventional place in many ways.

"I can't forgive anyone who makes Vihela unhappy just because she has a different name!"

　I'm going to bring the cup that I just jabbed against the table back to my mouth.
　It's not like you're tasting ale and drinking it, but you're forcing yourself to drink it to quench your irritation.

"Poooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

　Saying so to a waitress passing by, Melan takes the food on the table to her mouth.
　Serve your mouth with salty-cooked stir‐fried food to go with alcohol.
　Working in the blazing sun gave Melan a taste of the salty food.
　If you drink the ale brought by the waitress and bring the food to your mouth, you may not be that strong at drinking.
　Melan blushes with intoxication.
　Seeing Mellan so completely drunk... suddenly Ilze wanted to ask the man in front of her.
　I don't usually do that, but Ilze is probably drunk, too.
　Most importantly, I found the enemy I've been looking for for for years today.

"Well, Mr. Meran," May I ask you something?"
"Oh... what's wrong with you?" Don't you think I'm on good terms with Ilze? Ask me anything."

　I didn't wonder if he was on good terms with me, but if he was that drunk in the first place, it would have been convenient for Ilze.
　Mainly in the sense that whatever you hear here, it's probably just a one-off story, and you won't remember it tomorrow.

"Revenge... what do you think?"
"Revenge? Ah... I think it's a meaningless act."

　The moment Ilze heard the words, he realized he was bleeding, despite hearing them himself.
　I've asked some people so far. What do you think of the act of revenge?
　But many people tell me that revenge is meaningless and foolish.
　Of course not everyone said so, but many said that revenge was meaningless.
　I had expected such an answer to come back.
　Melan is basically a man with a strong sense of justice, even though he is somewhat self-righteous.
　I understood Mellan's character, but I still heard what he thought of revenge.
　So it would be wrong to get angry just because you were told what you didn't want.

"Oh, look, Mr. Mellan. This stew tastes good, too. How do you like it?"
"Huh? Oh, then I think I'll try it."

　Melan, who is drunk, is easily taken unconscious by Ilze's words, including the meaning of misrepresenting the story.
　eat stew while one's hands shake with intoxication

"Oh, it's delicious. It's delicious. It's just as Ilze said."

　Even Ilze can't tell if he really understands the taste in a drunken situation.
　However, Ilze decides that there is no particular problem as long as Melan says it's delicious.

(In this situation, I wonder what you're going to do if food with poison is served? Well, maybe that's how much you trust me.)

　While eating a slightly salty stir-fry of oak to go with alcohol, Ilze looks at the melan in front of her.
　Then Ilze opens his mouth again, pretending to be casual.

"Come to think of it, I went to the guild today, and there was someone in the guild with a snake tattoo on his left arm." It's as if your left arm were looking like a tree and you're on top of it. It was my first time seeing such a tattoo, so I was a little surprised."
"Huh? Yes, yes, yes?"

　Eat, drink... I guess I'm completely sober already.
　I can't afford to answer Ilze's words anymore.

(Was it a little too late to ask?)

　Ilze, who was wondering if he could get any information about his revenge, looked at Melan and wondered if he had mistaken the order of conversation over a drink of ale.
　Melan, already lying on the table, was half sober.

"Oh... Uh...? ...What's Ray?"

　A glance at Melan shouting like that makes Ilze look around the bar wondering what to do.
　It must have been quite a while since I was talking to Mellan.
　Many of the customers already in the bar are drunk.Some of them, like Melan, were dead drunk.

"Well, I don't know what to do with it said.

　It's also difficult to gather information in this situation.
　Ilze would have liked to have gathered as much information as possible before the situation came to pass, but Ilze puts it to his mouth.
　Of course, not everyone in the bar is drunk.
　It seems natural for some people to drink well, and some customers come in late.
　It won't be difficult to listen to them if you drink them.
　When I turned my gaze to Mellan, he was still awake, now completely drunk and asleep.
　If so, then.
　Ilze looks around the bar again.
　Even if you want to gather information, you need to make a good choice about the subject.
　It's because, apart from being lightly touched, there are many people who ask me to hold them instead of information.
　If possible, someone who gives you information just by going out for a drinking party...and someone who seems to have a soft tongue.
　Of course, it's out of the question if you're drunk like Melan, but it's not desirable if you're not that drunk yet.
　When I'm looking for someone who seems to have information like that... I'm going to find a trio who's enjoying themselves a little further away.
　Maybe it's a bar, but it's not equipped with protective gear.
　Still, as far as having a long sword or a dagger is concerned, Ilze could have guessed that he was an adventurer.
　Finally, look at Mellan and make sure she's completely sound asleep.
　Maybe it was because he was not as strong at drinking as Ilze, or because he was tired after work by training.
　At the same time, he drank with a beautiful woman like Ilze, and he drank more quickly than usual out of jealousy of Ray.
　For a variety of reasons, Mellan may have been in his current situation.


(I suppose it won't happen for a while.)

　Confirm it and head for the threesome drinking raucously.

"May I have a moment?"
"Huh? What do you want, sister?"

　The trio consisted of people in their thirties, twenties and teens, respectively.
　Of course, it's only a prediction from Ilze's perspective.
　There are quite a few people in the world, including the elves, who can't measure their age by appearance.
　Ilze opens his mouth with a smile at the words of a man in his thirties.

"Actually, my companion collapsed in no time."

　Tell him so, Ilze's eyes turn to the drunken Melan.
　The three men followed Ilze's gaze and nodded convincingly when they saw Melan drunk.

"But I want to drink a little more." So I saw you drinking happily, and I was envious. If you don't mind, will you let me drink with you?"
"Of course, drinking with a beautiful woman is very welcome!"

　A man in his twenties welcomes Ilze happily.
　The teenager looked at Ilze somewhat suspiciously.
　A woman goes out of her way to come to another table and drink with her.
　I wouldn't say it's not the case, but I'm sure it's not the case all the time.
　I know Ilze is looking at me like that, but she sits on a chair and opens her mouth without any particular concern.

"I just came to Gilmoo today. What about you?"
"We're the same, aren't we? Is it still ten days or so since you came to Gilm?"
"Oh, that's about it,"

　A man in his twenties replies so to a man in his thirties.

"Oh, then, you're doing your job in your own way." What's it like? I've heard you have a lot of work to do."

　For information gathering...or pretending to be in a bar, Ilze asks the men.
　When Ilze asks me so lightly, a man in his twenties opens his mouth with a smile.

"Well, it's a lot of work to do, but you can get paid for your hard work. I'm doing things like transporting materials and doing odd jobs for people who build new walls... and this is something that I learn a lot."
"So much? You've worked as an adventurer before, haven't you?"
"Oh... I see. But I've never been involved in such a large scale of work."
"Well, you know," Where was it... Yes, was it a router? You repaired the wall in that village, didn't you?"
"Whether a wall is a wall or a board wall and a guillem wall, I suppose?"

　A man in his twenties pokes into the words of a man in his thirties.
　For a while, Ilze enjoys drinking with the three men.
　As soon as Gilmoo's adventurers talk about many strange partners, Ilze opens his mouth as if he had been waiting for them.

"Come to think of it, when I went to the guild today, there was an adventurer with a snake tattoo on his left arm. It was quite a big tattoo, so I was a little surprised, but... are there many adventurers who wear that kind of tattoo?"
"Tattoo? Well, I don't know. If you're wearing a lion tattoo instead of a snake, on your way to Gilm... Abuero? I've seen it there."

　When a man in his thirties answers, two others nod in agreement.

"Really? Then it must be unusual."

　Despite regretting that he had no information about his revenge, Ilze continued to talk about it so that the men could not remember it.