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Chapter 535 The Tide Never Returns: Reflections on the Road to War and the Rise of the Tide

Looking at the small drum formed by water vapor that appeared beside the man.

Miss Kanroji blinked in confusion.

Then, after seeing the drumsticks formed by the water vapor floating above the small drum.

Only then did his eyes widen.

You wouldn't be thinking of...

The man did not answer.

He simply took out a spoon.

Simply scoop up a spoonful of broth and bring it to your mouth.

Closed his eyes.

After a short while, he gave a somewhat 'regretful' evaluation.

"It tastes good, but that's all."

"I always feel like something's missing."

As he spoke, the man took out three bottles of 'water mixed with wine' and placed them in front of him.

He simply waved his hand towards the small drum formed by condensed water vapor.

[Extensive knowledge and strong memory] were immediately activated.

As the drumsticks fell.

The rhythmic and somewhat familiar drumbeats.

And the melodious singing with a blessing meaning created by the vibration of water vapor.

They also used the firelight emitted by the firewood.

It began to flow in the air.

It gradually drove away the chill and malice that permeated the air at all times.

The man was faced with a bottle of extremely low-quality liquor made from water.

Under this melodious singing.

It is changing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

As the wine became clear.

It also carried a hint of blessing.

It was the "camping technique - hangover revelry" that the man 'learned' from the barbarian woman Sona.

And until then.

The man nodded with satisfaction.

He took out a wine glass and poured out a glass of wine.

He then began whispering in Ms. Kanroji's ear.

"So, cheers?"

Women assigned by men to add herbs to broth for hangover relief.

She smiled and accepted the wine glass, then secretly nudged the man.

He asked a really 'idiotic' question.

"Are you trying to get me drunk? So you can do something better."

"Who knows?"

The man also muttered a very 'idiotic' remark.
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Listen to the melody that echoes in this cold, malicious space, carrying a hint of warmth.

Keep your head down.

Before the broth could soak into the hard, dark bread.

They finished the broth very quickly.

The old man, who was struggling to chew the hard bread, raised his head warily.

It seems they wanted to confirm the source of the sound.

The source of the melody and drumbeats was a small, steaming drum beside the man.

After my physical condition improved.

The elderly man visibly relaxed.

She looked at the man with the same eyes one would use to examine an exotic animal.

"The [Breakfast Skill - Hangover Revelry] that only [Barbarian Warriors] possesses with extremely high buffs?"
"You can do this too?"

It seems she was recalling the experience of a man mastering the [Tracking] ability.

The old man vaguely knew the answer.

After speaking.

She didn't wait for the man's reply.

He then muttered a strange complaint that only he could hear.

Is this the unparalleled talent for 'learning'?

"It's unbelievable! Why don't you go out and make a name for yourself?"

"What are we doing holed up in this small town?"

Watching the water vapor condense into a giant hand, offering the blessed wine to my eyes.

After recalling the herbs in the broth that were believed to have hangover-relieving effects.

The old man looked at the swordsman beside him.

"Drinking helps relieve stress; it's fine to finish a drink or just have one."

"Hurry up, the firelight is getting weaker."

After giving the order, "Wait, I need to set up the tactics."

He then consciously shut his mouth.

He calmly removed the bottle containing the liquor, unscrewed the cork, and took a small sip.

With the old man sipping his drink.

The water stains on his body had receded somewhat. The young swordsman beside him looked at the wine bottle in front of him.

First, she took out a handkerchief.

He wiped his hands with unusual seriousness.

Then, he carefully unscrewed the bottle.

Sip by sip, the clear liquor was poured into the silver glass.

At the same time, he tentatively asked Fang Yi a question.

"Captain, since just one drink can 'de-stress,' may I take this half-bottle of wine as a souvenir?"

The swordsman is talking.

He explained somewhat embarrassedly.

"If possible, I would like to keep some souvenirs."

"So that the memories of fighting alongside you can last longer."

"Because this bottle of wine might become valuable because of you."

After seeing the man nod

Somewhat hastily, he stuffed the cork back in and placed the bottle, still containing the wine, into the [identity tag] for safekeeping.

He then raised his wine glass towards Fang Yi, who was facing the fire.

He added quietly, "Captain, thank you."

He then swallowed the wine in one gulp.

He buried his head and started drinking the meat soup.

The light emanating from the campfire had weakened considerably.

There was very little time left for everyone to rest.

After discussing and formulating the next course of action.

The next battle will begin soon.

A few minutes later, by the dim light of the fire.

Looking at the dungeon map that the man had created after "reconnaissance".

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Corey pointed to the 'room' furthest from everyone.

"To leave the dungeon normally, you need to defeat the [boss]."

"And the [leader] must be located in the 'room' furthest from us."

"We can't afford to delay getting rid of the 'water stains' on us, and we also need to avoid unnecessary fighting."

After a brief explanation of the settings.

The old man then began to explain the policy.

"Now that the goal is clear, the course of action is determined."

"You can skip the right-hand side and all the forks in the road, and just fight your way through from the left."

"At this distance, conservatively speaking, I think we still have at least five more battles to go."

"There is one more opportunity to set up camp and rest."

"Do you all have anything else?"

The old man hadn't finished speaking.

Fang Yi then reached out and pointed to the room at the fork in the road on the right.

"Let's go to the fork in the road on the right first."

"To engage in an additional battle."

The old man looked at the man with a puzzled expression.

The man simply smiled and pointed to the old man's shield.

"Besides testing out some tactics around the new capabilities."

“I also want to make some of our potential ‘friends’.”

"Help us remove some of the 'landmines' that will increase 'water stains'."

The old man stared at the shield in his hand for half a second, stunned.

Then, as if suddenly realizing something, he raised his shield.

"You mean, send those indiscriminately attacking and devouring creatures [Star Calamity] to fight those fishmen?"

Fang Yi smiled and nodded, affirming the old man's idea.

“Enemy is not the same as enemy, and they can be used.”

"Isn't it?"

The old man stopped questioning.

After a flash of admiration in his eyes, he turned around and picked up his shield and meteor hammer.

He took the lead and headed towards the 'fork in the road'.

Pushing open the somewhat heavy stone door, which was engraved with strange patterns, I prepared to enter the 'room'.

"boom!"

The sound of heavy stones scraping the ground rang out.

It appears behind the slowly opening stone door.

It was a 'daytime' unlike darkness, and the sound of 'rising tide' was deafening.

Those were four slashes aimed at the crowd.

The unparalleled gleam of the blade was bright enough to illuminate the entire space.

Located in the 'room'.

It was precisely the mercenaries who were extremely annoying, consisting of four [Fishman Sword Saints].

A slight misstep could result in being decapitated.

The 'Gulf F4' combination.

(End of this chapter)