ps: I just came back from the hospital, and I will serve it at 23:00!

The banquet finally lasted until 0:00 in the morning, and except for Li Lin, the elves and orcs were all carried out.

There are also rumors that orcs are fond of booze and have repeatedly drunk to death on the streets, so V.E Company sent out fearless warriors who have been tested by alcohol. But...... Hawkers, compared to those hairy bears who drink distilled soju as white water, the most drinkable elf is the scum of combat power 9.

Those hairy bears are born with all kinds of alcoholic beverages, and at the coming-of-age ceremony, the whole barrel of spirits must be suffocated in one gulp before they become men. The elves are not the kind of vegetarians, but they go to drink with this kind of wine...... Do you want to live a long life?

When all the wine bottles on the table were turned into empty bottles, and the elves who accompanied the wine all went under the table, the hairy bears were just blushing. The big leader Li Lin had no choice but to transfer several large barrels of medical alcohol mixed with water from a nearby hospital, and personally went into battle to clink glasses with the other party in turn before letting this group of people from the United Principality of Rus' down......

After the two sides of the glorious wine table were dragged down full of nonsense, the unparalleled boss of the wine field did not burp a single wine, put his suit jacket on his shoulders, and strode away.

"Maybe we should have a medal for the wounded soldiers who sacrificed their health because of drinking?" Or is it better to posthumously honor the martyrs???

Thinking about nonsensical questions, the carriage stopped in front of the gate of the military dormitory, and after checking the password and identification number with the access control, Li Lin entered through the side door.

I gently opened the door of the dormitory as I did every night, but it was not the chaotic appearance when I left in the morning. All kinds of items and texts are organized according to categories, periods, and priorities. The cramped hut, where a large amount of miscellaneous goods had been accumulated, so that the owner could only sleep on a rope, finally became a place that could be used as a lodging function.

"Colonel ......"

The elf girl lying on the desk let out sweet babbles, and Brunhill, who had sunk into the land of dreams, did not know what kind of dream she was making, and who was talking to her and doing what in that dream. Judging from the sweet and sour smell of orange juice, it must be quite pleasant.

Whether the number of expressionless confirmation texts is missing, whether the handling response is ultra vires, whether the response within the authority is appropriate, and whether the placement is reasonable......

After confirming this, the black-haired boy checked Brunhill's various body values. Conclusion: Too tired, now asleep, brain waves indicate - she is dreaming.

The Planetary Will Agent and Final Weapon stood at his desk, and after a few moments of enthusiastic gaze lingering on Brunhill, the young general's coat was taken off. Cover the sleeping girl. After lowering the curtains and turning off the lights, he exited the room with a rope.

"It's long past the lights-out time, why don't you go to bed yet?"

Close the door. Li Lin said without looking back.

"She's been cleaning up your room all day today, and she's been tidying up for a long time. After cleaning up, I sat there and waited for you, and I fell asleep while waiting......"

A clear and low child's voice came from behind, looking at the back of the guardian, Roland lowered his head and stared at his feet:

"You...... Don't you say anything about her heart?"

"I'm not going to pursue your casual actions after the lights go out today. Go back to bed for me. ”

I don't think it's reasonable for a child to get involved in a problem between adults, and I don't think it's necessary to adopt Roland's statement. The indifferent, intolerable tone of an adult commands the adopted son:

"What you need at your age is to study, exercise, and get enough sleep, not to comment on relationships between adults, my little adult. ”

“......！！”

There was no complaining, no resistance, and after a minute of letting his body immerse himself in resentment and dissatisfaction, he muttered muttered fragmented thoughts that no one could hear, and the whining heard by the young man who did not look back at his adopted son overlapped with the noise of the door slamming shut.

"Scolded, right?"

As if in anticipation, Caspar's cool words slipped through the blanket and into his ears, and his flushed face came out of the blanket and glared fiercely at the top bed. Angrily said:

"The guy who doesn't go out to ask him together is not allowed to say cool things!"

"Yes, yes, my young master. ”

The half-breed turned his face to the wall, his tail wagging leisurely.

"That's your family's business, I'm an outsider to interject something. ”

"Who said it was my family's business? Who was with that kind of guy?"

"Isn't it? Colonel Li Lin is your adoptive father, and Brunhill is not much different from your adoptive mother. In order not to let the parents quarrel and divorce. Little Master Roland is trying to match—isn't this a reasonable housework?"

"That's not the case!"

"Isn't it?"

Caspar turned his head and asked rhetorically with a sneer:

"Since it's not a family relationship, what are you going to do with the two of them?"

After a moment of silence, Roland pinned his face inward.

"I just can't stand it. Brunhill was so single-minded for him, but he was like a log. All day long only know to be busy with those so-called. ”

"That's called caring for your parents. ”

Graving at the edge of the bed, most of his body hanging down like a caterpillar, unaware of how dangerous the action was, Caspar spat out topics beyond what a child should discuss:

"You say, why hasn't Li Lin made a move on Brunhill yet?

"That guy only cares about his own business!"

Roland replied angrily:

"Isn't that obvious?"

"Really?"

With both hands propping up his body, he landed on a beautiful flip that was more flexible than a gymnast, and his suspicious face was close to Roland:

"That's even weirder. ”

Roland, who didn't understand the relationship between men and women, and couldn't understand the wonderful relationship between Li Lin and Brunhill, and couldn't sleep anyway, simply sat up and asked in a low voice:

"What's so strange?"

"Do you think—"

The triangular ears pricked up, and Caspar smiled wickedly:

"If you have a successful career like him, and you have money and power, even if you don't believe in any strange religion like the guy from the camel tribe, it is not difficult to say that after death, the mother goddess will give 72 virgins, and it is not difficult to marry 10 or 8 wives who take turns to sleep with him every day, right?"

Orc life is bold and open, and sexual relations have never been an unspoken topic in the United Rus' Duchy. Even without this kind of explicit propaganda, the orc people have long been accustomed to the phenomenon that there are many half-brothers around them, and they only know their mothers and not their fathers.