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“...My Lord, you’re saying that Ariel downed an entire bottle of alcohol and passed out?”

“I couldn’t stop her. When I entered the room she was already chugging it.”

“My oh My...Such reckless behavior for someone who can’t handle alcohol......”

Rendler, Elden, and Lumia gathered in Ariel’s room.

They all looked down upon the sleeping Ariel, with worried expressions.

Of course, Elden’s worries were slightly different from the others.

To be precise, he was more confused than worried.

He hadn’t told Rendler or Lumia about what he heard in the living room, since he couldn’t believe or comprehend the words he heard.

Ariel, who should be explaining the situation was now in a drunken coma, and Rachel had turned into an escape artist, leaving only a shattered window.

Now was a time for silence rather than explanations.

“Hmm...I don’t believe that Lady Ariel tried to engage in a drinking contest...What a curious situation.”

Rendler stroked his mustache repeatedly, trying to grasp the situation.

Ariel and Rachel.

Since Lumia knew those two women were competing for Elden’s affection, this could simply be the fallout of their conflict, but she couldn’t be certain of the exact reason.

After all, Lumia hadn’t heard Anna’s past about [Being Rejected for her ugliness.]

“Hmmnya... mmnya...”

Snooore-.

Fortunately, Ariel didn’t seem to be in a bad condition, as she would occasionally grin and giggle.

Though the strong smell of alcohol on each breath was a bit intense.

“Sigh, despite it all, we should thank the gods that she is well. Someone who can’t handle alcohol well could fall into a serious coma, should they drink too much.”

“Indeed. She seems to have a surprisingly good tolerance.”

“Perhaps she inherited from her Lord Father? Why, I once heard that Count Elrond was quite knowledgeable about alcohol.”

“Regardless, we’ll have to take care of her. She could choke if she vomits in her sleep.”

“Ho, Ho! It seems you’re quite knowledgeable as well, My Lord!”

However, Elden smiled sheepishly at Rendler’s praise.

He only remembered something he read in an online article.

It was an article detailing the most bizarre death incidents.

“Then I’ll take the first watch. You two should wash up and rest.”

“I’ll take the next shift.”

[Allow me to take the one after that.]

As such, the watch schedule for the heavy drinker(?) was decided.

Now, the only remaining issue was the runaway Knight.

“Hmm-. There’s something truly peculiar with this situation. If they were having a drinking contest, why did Dame Rachel broke through the window to flee?”

“......Who knows...Perhaps it’s simply something she does when drunk.”

Of course, Elden knew it wasn’t a drunken habit, but he felt the need to make up an excuse.

“Ho...If that’s the case, it would be a very Rachel-like drinking habit indeed.”

“I suppose so.”

“In that case, shouldn’t we go look for her? I’m worried she might break windows of other houses.”

Elden shook his head, thinking that the current Rachel would only run away further if pursued.

“She will be fine.”

“I suppose you’re right. Even if she breaks other windows, Rachel would be unscathed. Well then, go wash up and rest. I’ll keep an eye on Lady Ariel.”

“Good.”

Rachel, the mighty [Purple Knight] was still somewhat conscious, Elden and Lumia set aside their worries about her and went to wash up.

At the same time.

In a small forest to the south of the Grand Duchy,

What could be classified as a woman’s screech echoed through the land.

The sound was so passionate and full of anguish that those who heard it while passing through the forest path would spread a ghost story the next day about a ‘female spirit full of grudges appearing in the southern forest’.

**

At last, the Culinary Journey had come to an end.

It was difficult, challenging, and sometimes dangerous, but at the same time, it was the best.

So much so that I would gladly embark on it again.

After wandering through the whole Kingdom, I settled in one of the places I liked.

The land had easy access to water, good soil, with no monsters nearby and with a big city not too far away, making it excellent in both terms of safety and tranquility.

Moreover.

It was an excellent place to start a second life.

The good soil yielded bountiful harvests with everything planted, and the good water and air made one feel healthier with every breath and sip.

A place that promised abundance and comfort for the rest of one’s life, even living alone.

What more could one need if there was someone to share it with?

And what more could be said if that person promised sincere, unchanging love?

That place would be the paradise of the gods, the cradle of eternal happiness.

《Elden》

As the tale of a Culinary Journey ended...

“This place is really nice, isn’t it?”

Another tale will be written here.

It truly felt like a dream.

Just like in those novels, filled with hopes, ideals, and personal desires of the author.

Enjoying a gentle breeze while leaning on his firm shoulders.

Sitting on a hill where the sunlight blessed the land.

An epilogue that was both the end of an era and a new beginning.

Something one could only dream of.

But now, as that dream becomes reality, a happy story will unfold.

While I continued to lean on his shoulder, I asked him about his thoughts on this place, but no answer came.

《...Elden?》

I looked up at him.

But he was just staring at the sunset.

The moment when the refreshing sunlight turned into a gloomy light, and the cool breeze became lukewarm.

It was the setting of a farewell.

《I can’t live with you.》

“What...? Suddenly?”

《I’ve been thinking about it for a while.》

《W-what have you been thinking about...?》

《I don’t think this is right after all.》

“Why... What’s not right? We’re happy, aren’t we?”

《No. I’m not happy.》

《What...?》

Suddenly, this dreamy scenario craked away, as the tiny fragments of happiness scattered.

And then,

Those all-consuming cracks began to mock this scenery, whispering countless times the words I didn’t want to hear.

That this world was nothing but a delusion.

《What... do you mean?》

《Living with you doesn’t make me happy.》

“Not happy? You’re lying... right? Please tell me you’re just joking...”

Elden reached his hand and grabbed a tiny fragment of my happiness that fell from the cruel cracks.

《It’s not a lie. This is what’s actually a lie.》

《What? What on earth are you saying? Explain it so I can understand!》

Break-.

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Even when I tried my best to seal the cracks, they still spread around my paradise, shattering everything.

Then,

When Elden opened his mouth again, the entire world trembled.

《You’re ugly. That’s why I don’t like you. It’s hard to look at your face every day.》

“What? I’m... ugly? That’s why you’re not happy...?”

《Yes. I don’t want to have a baby that looks like you either. It would be a torture.》

《Pitiful...? Am I that ugly? Then why did you say you loved me?》

《Well, I tried to. But it’s not working out. Let’s stop here.》

《You’re cruel. How... how can you say such things?》

《Find a man who suits your face. I’ll find a woman who suits mine too.》

The world shattered into small pieces and crumbled.

Although I now know that the beautiful happiness was a delusion created by my own whims, it was inevitable that bitter resentment would follow the sweet happiness, like the bitterness of grapefruit after eating an apple.

《Well then. Goodbye.》

“Sob... You’re cruel.... You’re really cruel....The worst...”

Just like that,

The crumbling world was devoured by a hungry void.

And That...

Was the end of my paradise.

**

“Huk!”

Bolt-!

In the early morning, as the dim rays of light began to lighten the land.

In a bedroom filled with silence, a woman woke up with a start.

“Huh....”

The woman placing her hand on her pounding heart was none other than Ariel.

Whether it was due to the lingering effects of alcohol or sleepiness, the morning still felt hazy, but she knew the racing heart was due to a terrible nightmare.

“...To have such a wretched dream.”

Although she had glimpsed hope in the drinks shared with Dame Rachel, it seems the shock had been quite severe.

Or perhaps the potent power of alcohol had brewed a powerful dream.

In any case, she had experienced a truly painful and bitter nightmare, and her throbbing heart refused to calm down.

“Whew...Ah...”

Then, she remembered the previous evening.

Backed into a corner, Ariel didn’t know what to do, so she guzzled down the entire bottle of alcohol, and had no memory after that.

Fortunately.

At least she could avoid that moment by losing consciousness.

Thus, Ariel wiped the tears from her eyes while stroking her chest in relief.

“...Huk!”

However, when she saw Elden close to her, her heart throbbed once more.

But he was sound asleep, his upper body slumped over the bed while sitting in a chair beside it.

Ariel held her breath and quickly threw herself back, lying down.

She immediately closed her eyes.

Her breathing was uneven and her closed eyelids kept twitching, but she tried hard to pretend to be asleep.

Unfortunately.

“Looks like you had a nightmare, Ariel.”

She couldn’t maintain the act with Elden’s vivid voice ringing in her ears.

He was clearly sleeping just now.

How come his voice could be heard?

Why on earth was Elden beside her?

She resented the heavens and resented herself for waking up at this moment, but it was now impossible to avoid reality.

Ariel opened her eyes stuttering as if broken, and raised her upper body.

And then.

Ariel froze as if malfunctioning.

At Elden’s next words.

“I’ve never once thought you were ugly, Ariel.”

“What...?”

“I think you’re beautiful. So don’t have such nightmares.”

“......Am I still dreaming...?”

Slap–!!

Ariel slapped both her cheeks hard with her hands, rolled her eyes back, and fainted again.

Thud.

Whether due to the lingering hangover or the shame of Elden overhearing her embarrassing nightmare, Ariel once again fell into a deep sleep.

And at the same time.

The Ghost Busters, who had been attracted by the news of a new grudge spirit wailing like a woman, encountered over a hundred trees that had been mercilessly cut down to their stumps.

As if a logging war had taken place, the ground was covered with severed tree trunks and branches.

“Mate...”

“Yeah?”

“Do you perhaps...Know some monster who likes to cut down trees?”