The next day.

People say that they drink and talk happily, and use wine to drown their sorrows, and there is wine today and drunk today. But Edward said that the pain of a hangover is only understood by those who have been drunk.

Edward had a dream in which he dreamed that he had fallen into a huge barrel and a terrible golden liquid filled every corner, and he struggled desperately to climb out of the barrel, but he failed and drowned in the barrel......

"Night, help me, help me!"

"How long are you going to sleep?"

"Hmm......"

If he could, Edward would rather die in his bed and never get up, so that he could escape the torment of life rather than death. With a splitting headache and ringing in his ears, he even wanted to pry his skull open to see which bastard was playing tricks in his head.

"Get up!"

Emilia failed to get Edward to do so, and she violently woke Edward up from his dream, not giving him a chance to sleep at all.

"Hmm...... What, it's you...... Hey, hey, you, don't drag me, I'll go by myself!"

Seeing himself dragged away like a chick by Emilia's hand, Edward swore that he would never touch the pungent smell of horse urine again!

Pulled to the dining room by Emilia in a daze, Edward finally regained consciousness and was able to speak and act normally.

Last night, in order to celebrate the return of the brave, Angelina specially prepared a banquet, and the two of them drank until dark, and even Edward was not spared.

Just a glass of wine, and he fainted.

Although the wine glass is ridiculously large, his combat power is really unreasonable, and the low level is outrageous. If there is also a hierarchy of drinking, then, Edward is at best a trainee warrior who has not yet grown up, while Emilia is a ninth-level top warrior, the kind that is invincible in the world.

"Demon King, you are so weak. Emilia said expressionlessly.

“......”

"You've only had three drinks, haven't you?" asked Emilia.

"No, it's a glass. Edward replied smugly.

“...... I'm sorry. ”

"Hey, why do you have to apologize, don't look at me with that pitiful look......! How many more drinks have you had?"

"I forgot......" Emilia tilted her head in thought, folding her hands and counting, "about three barrels." ”

"Three Barrels ......"

Edward almost squirted.

Three barrels? Won't the body explode? You're a monster, you can't be human!

Compared to Emilia, Edward is indeed a scumbag, and he may always be ridiculed by the brave in the future. There was no way, he could only reluctantly accept the reality.

However, there is a guy who is even more tragic than Edward.

Angelina was so drunk last night that she hadn't gotten out of bed until now. The servants did not disturb her, and let her sleep.

According to the servants, Emilia would often go to the bar with her for a drink, and every time she returned at dawn, the servants had long been accustomed to it. On several occasions, she was even more embarrassed than she is now, and it was Emilia who knocked on the door of Kane's house with her drunken on her back, and the servants carried her to the bed like a corpse.

Because the brave man's injuries had not yet healed, they decided to gather at home temporarily. Kane has a special wine storage room in his house, which has a wide variety of wine collections, comparable to a bar, enough for the two of them to have a good drink.

Hey, Kane, he's such a weirdo.

Speaking of Kane...... Edward noticed that Kane hadn't been seen for a long time, and for some reason, the guy seemed to be deliberately avoiding them, and when he bumped into him, he just said hello and left in a hurry.

As for the reason......

Angelina is still drunk and unconscious, and she definitely won't be able to go to school today, so she skips class. As the principal, Kane is helpless or helpless, and it is natural that he does not want to see Emilia as the culprit.

Emilia is an absolute monster, and she says that she drank three barrels of wine herself, and the real data is probably much more than that. Edward knew that she drank much more than Angelina, but the strange thing was that Angelina fell, and she still woke up like a normal person, not only did she not suffer from a hangover, but also had the leisure to tease Edward, this strong strength is really admirable.

"Finished eating?" asked Emilia.

"Hmmm......"

The confusion had not yet completely faded, and Edward replied weakly. In fact, he didn't eat much at all, obviously he was very hungry, but he didn't have any appetite at all.

Edward misses the delicious breakfast that Night's was made for him, and the Resurrection's hut's signature ice cream ball.

Night, where is she now......

"Does your head still hurt?" asked Emilia.

"It doesn't matter ......"

"Isn't it uncomfortable?" asked Emilia.

"I don't want to be cared about by a monster like you!Hey, are you really drinking wine instead of water?"

"Don't drink anymore. Emilia admonished.

"Don't worry, I just swore an oath...... Never touch this damn horse urine again!"

"That's good. ”

Emilia nodded reassuringly.

Edward was secretly surprised. Something seemed wrong with Amilia's attitude.

It was the longest conversation he had ever had with Emilia, and it was like good friends chatting with each other. Not only that, but he even read a trace of concern in Amilia's words.

What, off, care?

This is not scientific, there must be a demon when things go wrong! Could it be that last night I was drunk and messed up with my surname, causing something terrible? What did I do that I absolutely must not do?

For example, the ...... That one......

Edward's mind was in turmoil.

"Amilia, you seem to care about me?" he asked tentatively.

"......" Emilia blushed and quickly turned her head away, "Hmph, self-righteous guy." ”

"Forehead ......"

Edward scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Alright, let's go. ”

Emilia gathered up her dishes and got up to beckon Edward to go outside.

"Where are you going?" said Edward.

"We went to the Silver Pine Forest. ”

"What are you going to do?"

"Look for the tears of the goddess. ”

Emilia looked into Edward's eyes and said lightly.

"What?"

Edward suddenly jumped to his feet, nearly knocking the table over. His knee accidentally hit the corner of the table, his body lost his balance, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Go for it, Tears of the Goddess?

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Edward and Emilia set out after breakfast, and they headed east, arriving at the Silver Pines Forest in the evening.

They were going to find the Tears of the Goddess.

In Edward's memories, the Tears of the Goddess helped him regain his lost power and restore the Ninefold Demon King Seal. He had always wanted to find the Tears of the Goddess, but he never had a good chance, and he didn't know where the Tears were.

Even he didn't know, how did Emilia know, and even more incredible, why did Emilia help him find the Tears of the Goddess?

Could it be that he drank too much last night and accidentally said that he leaked his mouth?

Edward guessed as he walked, and he couldn't figure out why.

It was getting dark, so Emilia found a suitable clearing, picked up some dry twigs, and built a fire, and prepared to spend the night here, and then continue her journey tomorrow.

"Tears of the goddess, what is it?"

He deliberately pretended not to know and test Emilia.

"That kind of stone should help me restore my Holy Aura. ”

Emilia took a thick twig and set up a fire to make it burn brighter.

"Stones?"

Edward was taken aback.

He also thought that the tears of the goddess were really the tears of the gods, some kind of magical liquid, but he didn't expect that it turned out to be a stone.

"The tears of the goddess are said to be sacred objects given to mankind by the god of light, and those who receive the tears of the goddess will hand over good luck and walk with the gods. But that's just a legend, in fact, that kind of stone is of little use to ordinary people, but to me, it is very useful. ”

Emilia patiently explained to Edward.

"Wait, you just said that the Tears of the Goddess can help you restore the Holy Spirit. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Tsk......"

Edward lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

He vaguely remembered that the Tears of the Goddess could help him recover the lost Demon King Mark, but he didn't remember that it could help the brave regain his strength!

Not only the demon king can use it, but the brave can also use it, hey, this game should be too godly, right?

"You—Do you know where the Mystic Stone is?"

"Hmm...... It should be, over there. ”

Emilia stood up, looked left and right as if she had spotted something, and raised her hand to point deeper into the Silver Pine Forest.

"I can feel it. ”

"Eh, why can't I feel it, it's unfair, is it because I have amnesia?"

“......”

Emilia was silent.

"Hey, if I'm not mistaken, the Silver Pine Forest is a very dangerous place, you don't have the Holy Spirit Qi right now, what if you encounter danger?"

“......”

"Cut, you idiot, you didn't even think about it. ”

"I ......"

"Why don't you ask Kane to help you? He's so powerful, but a ninth-level magician, yes, it's more than enough to blow up the Silver Pine Forest. ”

“......”

Emilia didn't say anything, just shook her head.

"Tsk...... What if we encounter bandits? Have you beaten them yourself?"

"You ......"

Emilia was expressionless, pointing her finger at Edward.

"Me, what's wrong with me?"

"Don't you want me to cooperate?"

"yes. ”

“......”

Emilia didn't speak.

"Tsk...... I see. You don't have to say any more, I already get it. ”

“......”

Hearing Edward's answer, Emilia nodded in satisfaction, and sat quietly on the sidelines, stunned by the changing and beating flames.

Edward really understands that Emilia is using himself as a shield. If you encounter an enemy that can't be defeated, there is also a demon king who he gives for nothing to block it.

Is this the pre-co-op period?

Good strategy!

"Forget it, I'm so dizzy, I'll sleep first...... Good night. ”

Edward fell asleep.

In order to be a good shield, he has to be at his best.

Maybe it was because of the headache after the hangover, Edward's whole body was weak and drowsy, and he didn't even bother to care whether he was dead or alive tomorrow.

Burning branches crackled, and the low roar of animals came from the forest. As the night deepened, the firelight became weaker and weaker, and the cool wind weaved through the forest, and summer seemed to be coming to an end.

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