He had awakened from sleep, but he hadn't opened his eyes.0

Was it because the sleep was so deep and sweet? Or because the bed was too comfortable? Both were true. His body was exhausted to the point that even a cold, hard floor would have afforded him deep, sweet slumber.0

The bed Eugene lay in now was soft, warm, and even faintly fragrant.0

Without a word, he assessed his situation.0

He had awakened but couldn’t open his eyes because he was afraid to do so.0

Silently, he carefully retraced his memories.0

How did it come to this? Why was he sleeping like this? When exactly had he fallen asleep?0

Before he fell asleep, he had been drinking with Molon, Sienna, Anise, and Kristina. The alcohol, personally brewed by Gavid, was a gift after Eugene’s victory in the duel with him. He had promised to drink it atop the corpse of the Demon King of Incarceration after defeating him.1

Regrettably, Eugene hadn’t seen the corpse of the Demon King of Incarceration, but since he had won the battle, he figured it was alright to drink the bottle. Moreover, he thought there might not be another chance to drink it later.0

Perhaps someone among his companions would die, or maybe Eugene himself…. He didn’t like to think about it, but the thought unavoidably crossed his mind. The sudden appearance of the Demon King of Destruction had prevented them from fully sharing the joy of victory, and they had solidified their resolutions and preparations. What was needed now was a celebration of the victory over the Demon King of Incarceration….0

With that thought, he drank with his comrades, and the taste of the alcohol was excellent. Eugene, who had never deeply scrutinized the taste of alcohol in his past life, couldn’t give a detailed review. Still, from how Kristina, who had recently acquired a taste for liquor, and Anise, a born drinker, took...1