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There's always someone in the tavern inside the labyrinth,
each drinking as they please.
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\text("Agri")
Oh, thanks. That's the stuff. After work, it's gotta be
meat.
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On this day too, Agri was about to drink while stuffing his
face with meat alone.
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Suddenly, a beautiful woman sat down next to him and downed
the drink Agri had ordered.
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\text("Beatrice")
Gulp, gulp... Ahh, this is pretty good booze.
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\text("Agri")
...Hey, you, that's the drink I ordered.
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Agri was surprised by the suddenness, but quickly frowned.

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Most people would be intimidated by Agri's sharp glare, but
Beatrice remained unfazed.

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\text("Beatrice")
Oh, I was just thirsty. Sorry about that.

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Since she said it without a hint of guilt, Agri couldn't
really stay mad.
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\text("Agri")
Well, whatever. Hey, another drink over here!

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\text("Beatrice")
No need to bother with that. Why not just have them bring
the whole barrel?
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\text("Agri")
...Whoa, you still wanna drink?
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\text("Beatrice")
Why not? Let's drink together.

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\text("Agri")
Not that I mind, but... why me?

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\text("Beatrice")
Ah, that's right... You aren't interested in women, are you?

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\text("Agri")
Hey, that makes it sound like I'm some kinda homo!

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\text("Agri")
...Wait, who the hell's been saying that? Tell me so I can
go kill 'em right now.

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\text("Beatrice")
Hehe, does it matter who? Oh, the drinks are here. Put it on
Caym's tab, okay?♪

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Agri looked at Beatrice in surprise as the whole barrel of
booze was actually brought over.
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\text("Agri")
...Hey, you. Is it true you're the boss's big sister?

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\text("Beatrice")
Yes, it's true. If you want, I could tell you stories about
him when he was little?
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Beatrice happily took a sip of her drink.
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\text("Agri")
Nah, I'm good. You don't seem like the type to lie anyway.

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\text("Beatrice")
Oh, thank you♪ Here, this is to make up for drinking yours.

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She poured some booze into Agri's glass and handed it to
him.
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\text("Agri")
Ah, uh, thanks, sorry about that. Having the boss's big
sister pour for me and all.
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\text("Beatrice")
It's fine. Drink as much as you like.
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\text("Agri")
...So? Boss's big sister... uh, Beatrice, right? What do you
want with me?

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\text("Beatrice")
Hmm~ Well, there's something I'd like you to tell me.

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Beatrice put a finger to her lips.
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\text("Beatrice")
What is he usually like? How do you feel about him?

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\text("Agri")
You mean the boss. Well, what you see is what you get.

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\text("Agri")
He's wild, a womanizer, and he's got a few screws loose,
that's for sure.

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\text("Agri")
...Honestly, maybe he never had any screws to begin with.

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\text("Beatrice")
Ahaha, that's quite the review.
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\text("Agri")
Nah, that's a compliment. A leader's gotta be that
unconventional, or else it's boring to follow 'em.

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\text("Agri")
That pretty much answers your second question too.

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\text("Beatrice")
Hmm, so you like him, then.

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\text("Agri")
Yeah, he's an interesting guy.
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\text("Margaretta")
Oh my, what a strange pair. Agri, the woman-hater, drinking
with a beauty. Is a storm coming tomorrow?

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As Agri and Beatrice drank together, Margaretta and Spacchio
arrived, with Noro showing up a little later.

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\text("Beatrice")
It's this bastard. He's the one who told me you weren't
interested in women.

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\text("Agri")
Oh, so it was you...! Get outside, I'm gonna kill you.

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\text("Margaretta")
Now, now, don't get so mad. Besides, it's true you don't
like women, isn't it?
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\text("Margaretta")
Here, let me pour you a drink this time. Cheer up.

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Agri downed the drink Margaretta poured in one go, then
looked at the three of them with a slightly flushed face.
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\text("Agri")
Hmph, so? You guys are a pretty rare combo yourselves.

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\text("Spacchio")
We were just having a war council. When it ended, we got
hungry, so we came here to eat.

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\text("Noro")
...
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Behind Spacchio as he explained, Noro was already eating
meat.
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\text("Beatrice")
Well, that's perfect. There's something I'd like to ask you
all too.
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Beatrice asked the three of them the same question she'd
asked Agri.
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\text("Margaretta")
What do I think of Caym... huh. That's a tough question.

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\text("Spacchio")
Is it? I don't think it's hard at all. The Demon Lord is the
Demon Lord. Nothing more, nothing less.

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\text("Spacchio")
If I had to add a personal opinion... he's a womanizer,
that's for sure.

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\text("Noro")
...
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Noro nodded in agreement from behind.
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\text("Margaretta")
Indeed, I've never seen anyone who likes women as much as he
does.
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\text("Margaretta")
They say heroes love the ladies... but he's in a league of
his own.
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\text("Agri")
Heh, looks like you're having a hard time in bed too.

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\text("Margaretta")
Indeed. Dealing with him is more trouble than any battle.

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\text("Agri")
...
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Agri tried to tease her, but Margaretta replied with a
straight face, leaving him at a loss for words.
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\text("Beatrice")
What about his work? How is he at that?
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At Beatrice's question, everyone there tilted their heads in
confusion.
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\text("Agri")
Work?
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\text("Spacchio")
Work, huh...
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\text("Margaretta")
Hmm, I can't recall ever seeing him actually work.

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\text("Spacchio")
He's always holed up in his room, polishing those illusion
stones he gets as spoils of war.
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\text("Spacchio")
Other than sleeping, eating, and screwing, that's about all
he does.
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\text("Noro")
...
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Once again, Noro nodded in agreement.
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\text("Agri")
Pretty much all the combat command and dungeon stuff is
handled by Risbell.
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\text("Agri")
So the boss's actual workload is basically zero, isn't it?

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\text("Agri")
Oh, if you want to know about illusion stones, you should
ask El. They're the expert. I don't really get what's so
great about them.
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\text("Margaretta")
Well, they're definitely valuable as luxury items, though.

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\text("Spacchio")
So yeah, none of us have ever seen the Demon Lord actually
working.
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\text("Agri")
Yeah. If Risbell ever left this army, it would fall apart
for sure.
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\text("Margaretta")
Sorry, but that's how it is. So, are you disappointed in
your brother?
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Margaretta asked, sounding a bit apologetic.
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But Beatrice just listened to all that with a cheerful
smile.
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\text("Beatrice")
No, actually, I'm relieved.
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\text("Beatrice")
We spend way more time apart than together, so I was worried
about how much he'd changed...

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\text("Beatrice")
But it seems like he hasn't changed much at all♪ That's a
relief.
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\text("Spacchio")
...Huh? I don't think there was anything reassuring in what
we just said...
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\text("Agri")
So he's been like that since he was a kid?
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\text("Margaretta")
Heheh, looks like Caym is lucky to have such an
understanding sister. But...

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\text("Beatrice")
Hm? Is there something else?
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\text("Agri")
Ah, hey... that's mine...
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Beatrice asked while eating the meat Agri had ordered.

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\text("Agri")
Hey, I told you that's mine...
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And as Margaretta ate the meat Agri had ordered, she
answered.
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\text("Margaretta")
I was once the leader of a nation myself. That's why I
understand...
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\text("Margaretta")
That guy was born with the talent to lead others. At first
glance, he just looks like a womanizer, but that's not all
there is to him.
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\text("Margaretta")
Otherwise, there's no way a ragtag group like us could ever
come together as an army.
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\text("Agri")
Yeah. The boss was probably born under that kind of star.

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\text("Spacchio")
Well, but it's also thanks to Risbell's hard work that the
Demon Lord's Army exists at all.
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\text("Beatrice")
I see...
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People from completely different backgrounds all held the
same opinion.
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Beatrice was honestly moved by that fact.

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\text("Margaretta")
You should be proud of your brother. After all, he even made
me want to follow him.
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\text("Margaretta")
There probably isn't another man like him in the whole
world.
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\text("Beatrice")
I see. I'm glad I got to hear from all of you. Looks like
he's got some great friends too.
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\text("Beatrice")
Please keep looking out for him from now on, okay?

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\text("Margaretta")
That's the duty of those who serve under him.
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\text("Agri")
Don't worry, I'll protect the boss no matter what.

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\text("Spacchio")
That's exactly why people call you gay, you know.

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\text("Noro")
......
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Even though he really shouldn't, Noro nodded too.
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\text("Agri")
Alright... All of you, come at me. I'll burn it into you so
you never talk shit again.

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\text("Beatrice")
Hehe, surrounded by such fun friends, Caym must be really
happy.
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\text("Beatrice")
Well then, you can all share that booze. Bye-bye!


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Leaving the tense atmosphere behind, Beatrice exited the
tavern.
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