A loud snoring sound echoed through Metheus Village. If someone heard it then they might feel out of breath. A cold winter breeze swept through the village and Kerenos, the snorer, was slapped on the cheeks.

“Captain.”

“Um.”

“Captain, if you sleep here then your mouth will turn. Get up.”

The vice-captain of the Sylphid Knights, Becker, slapped Kerenos hard on the cheeks. However, the captain showed no signs of waking up. Why did he drink so much alcohol when he couldn’t even drink? Becker regarded abstinence as an iron-clad rule so he didn’t know how to drink. Based on what he heard, the money that the captain earned from gambling had flown away.

“Hrmm. Then it can’t be helped.” Becker had carried Kerenos on his shoulder multiple times over the years. His weight combined with the armor was quite heavy but it was still bearable. “Phew. Please stop drinking, Captain.”

It had been a long time since the captain drank enough to fall unconscious. Perhaps the last time was when he drank with his teacher Mugen. Kerenos used to only drink when he was in a good mood but...