First of All, I’m Drinking - Chapter 84

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Episode 84

“What on earth is this situation.”

Veronica frowned at the sudden unexpected turn of events.

Beside her was her roommate Cathy.

Cathy asked with anxious eyes.

“Do you know where this is?”

“Would I know if you asked me? What’s certain is that this isn’t a place friendly to us.”

Looking around, all they could see were snow-covered plains.

About 20 students including Veronica and Cathy had suddenly found themselves thrown into this unfamiliar place when they opened their eyes.

The worst part was that among these people, only Veronica and Cathy were from the Swordsmanship Department.

The rest appeared to be from non-combat departments based on their untrained bodies.

Or perhaps the Magic Department.

‘I don’t even know where this is, but if monsters appear, it might be difficult to protect everyone.’

Veronica assumed the worst-case scenario.

‘Was that lightning strike earlier the trigger for a teleportation spell? Anyway, we need to get out of here quickly.’

Just then, something came running from afar, kicking up snow.

“Grrrowl! Bark! Bark!”

Three wolves emanating murderous intent.

What differed from ordinary wolves was that all three had two heads.

Low-grade monsters, Prime Wolves.

However, these Prime Wolves felt different from the ones Veronica knew.

Veronica couldn’t detect that this sensation was traces of demonic energy.

“Damn it.”

No sword and dressed in pajamas.

These were the worst conditions for combat.

“Kyaah!”

“Mo, monsters!”

The non-combat department students were thrown into panic at the sight of the charging Prime Wolves.

“Cathy.”

“Yeah.”

Veronica and Cathy briefly looked at each other.

In this strange environment, they only had each other to rely on.

“Grrowl!”

The Prime Wolf leading the charge lunged at Veronica.

Veronica summoned her aura and wrapped it around her entire body.

“Haaah!”

Thwack!

Her aura-infused fist slammed into the Prime Wolf’s face.

However, there was still one more head remaining.

“Grrowl!”

Just as the Prime Wolf was about to bite Veronica’s forearm with that momentum.

“Veronica!”

Thwack!

Cathy appeared from behind and threw a punch at the Prime Wolf.

“Whine.”

The Prime Wolf was sent flying far away after being hit by Cathy.

“Are you okay?”

“This much is nothing.”

Veronica acted tough, but the battle situation wasn’t easy.

Without a sword, she couldn’t inflict fatal wounds.

The Prime Wolf that had been beaten by the two quickly regained its senses and prepared to charge again.

The other two were also ready to rush at Veronica and Cathy.

At that moment.

Whoooosh-!

Craaaash-!

Red flames and blue lightning simultaneously burst from behind, piercing through the monsters.

“Grroowwwl!”

The Prime Wolves writhed with screams.

Soon, only charred marks remained around their corpses.

“Thanks for protecting us, guys.”

Veronica and Cathy turned around.

Two unfamiliar male students stood there in pajamas.

“We’re first-year Magic Department students. You’re first-year Swordsmanship Department, right?”

“We were flustered so our response was a bit delayed. Sorry.”

They bowed their heads and apologized to the two.

Veronica and Cathy waved their hands dismissively.

“No, we’re fine.”

“Everything worked out in the end anyway!”

The Magic Department first-year male students wore serious expressions.

“This is serious if there are even monsters here. Don’t tell me this is the Void Snowfield?”

“Let’s head to where there are more people for now.”

As the male student muttered and chanted a spell, a faint path of light stretched long across the snowy field.

“It’s a search spell. It’ll guide us to the place with the most people nearby. Though I don’t know if they’re good or bad people…”

Veronica shifted her gaze along the path.

“What else would we do staying here but freeze to death? It’s better to try something than just sit still.”

Veronica looked back at the pale-faced non-combat department students and said.

“What do you guys want to do? Will you come with us? Or will you stay here and die from cold and hunger?”

For them, who had no combat ability whatsoever, there was no choice.

And so the group began walking along the path of light.

Hoping that whoever awaited them at the end of this path would have good intentions.

* * *

“Oh my. This is ridiculous.”

Irin climbed onto a rock and squinted as she gazed beyond the distant horizon.

“No matter how I look at it, this seems like the Void Tundra?”

No matter where she looked, all that entered her vision was white earth contrasting against the black night sky.

Irin tilted her head at the incomprehensible situation.

“Hey, you brought your weapon, right?”

“Thanks to you telling me in advance.”

Tanya, who had become Irin’s roommate after the transfer exam, spun two daggers in her hands.

A little while ago.

When dark clouds gathered over the Academy sky and lightning struck.

Irin had sensed that something unusual was about to happen and shouted at Tanya to grab her weapons.

Unfortunately, there wasn’t enough time to change clothes.

‘Still, having weapons versus not having them is like night and day.’

Tanya looked at Irin, who had a massive axe strapped to her back.

“I felt this during the transfer exam too, but when it comes to intuition, you’re the best. Even better than Asel or Ragnor.”

“Thanks for the generous assessment.”

Irin jumped down from the rock with a spirited grunt.

They weren’t the only ones nearby.

“They all look like first-years?”

“Right.”

There were about 10 people.

Among them, there were two more from the Swordsmanship Department besides Irin and Tanya.

“Hello! I know you guys. Your performance during the class competition was impressive!”

A spirited-looking female student smiled and greeted them familiarly.

“Who are you? I don’t know you.”

Irin frowned.

However, Tanya beside her immediately recognized her.

“Ersea from the House of Cantabile. She’s ranked 2nd among first-year Swordsmanship Department students.”

“Yeah, that’s right. You’re Tanya from Count Belyaev’s house, right?”

“You know me?”

Ersea’s lips curved into a smile.

“You’re pretty famous. Tanya the blood-crazed berserker. Born as a noble lady but always going around picking fights.”

Tanya’s face turned bright red.

“That was when I was 15! Don’t mention it anymore! Please.”

“Kyahaha! That was only 2 years ago, wasn’t it?”

“I was going through puberty then. And the nickname ‘blood-crazed berserker’ suits her better than me.”

Tanya pointed at Irin with her finger.

“Huh? I was just standing here quietly, why are you picking on me?”

Irin puffed out her cheeks indignantly.

“Anyway, do you know where we are?”

Ersea said, dropping her smile.

“I don’t know the exact location, but probably north. Near the Kingdom of Alps, maybe?”

“Then we should head south.”

“Right. The problem is we don’t know which way is south.”

“This way is south.”

Irin pointed in one direction.

Ersea squinted her eyes.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah.”

“When it comes to senses, you can trust what she says.”

Tanya’s endorsement added weight to Irin’s words.

Irin turned her head.

Among the students discussing this situation among themselves, a female student with light red hair was quietly looking up at the sky.

“Isn’t she your friend? I saw you two together earlier.”

Ersea glanced at Meirei, who had managed to equip her sword and protective gear completely in that brief moment before teleportation.

“She is my friend.”

She smiled and added a comment.

“She’s incredibly reliable to have around. Especially in situations like this.”

* * *

“Damn it!”

Bang!

Enraged Lessor kicked a nearby rock.

“What the hell is going on!”

“Keep it down.”

A cold voice pierced Lessor’s eardrums.

“You’re not the only one confused. You’re making people even more scared by acting like this.”

Heathcliff de Mendel.

The male student ranked 3rd among first-years glared fiercely at Lessor.

As he said, there were students presumed to be from non-combat departments watching Lessor nervously.

“So what do you want me to do about it.”

Lessor walked straight toward Heathcliff instead.

“Just because you’re ranked 3rd, you think the world belongs to you? Where do you get off giving orders like that, you worthless bastard.”

“What did you say, you bastard?”

Lessor and Heathcliff’s gazes clashed in mid-air.

It seemed like intense static electricity was flowing between them.

A chilling atmosphere that could explode at any moment swirled around.

“Oh Deity…”

Fail clasped his hands together and prayed toward the sky.

“It’s already unfair that we’re suddenly in this situation… did it have to be right next to these guys? I desperately want to see Asel and Max…”

A tear rolled down from Fail’s eye.

“Please stop.”

A female student with purple hair stepped between Lessor and Heathcliff.

“This is an emergency situation. Even if everyone here works together, it might not be enough, and there’s no solution if we fight among ourselves.”

Lessor glared at the female student.

“Huh? Who are you?”

“I’m Artie de Gamillan, first-year Magic Department. Please, I’m begging you, don’t fight. We don’t know what might happen at any moment.”

“…Tch.”

Lessor turned his back.

There was nothing good about antagonizing House of Garnian.

“Even a mad dog lowers its tail before the name of House of Garnian.”

Heathcliff mocked Lessor to the end.

“Phew.”

Artie swallowed nervously.

She knew it well too.

That she was very timid and fragile.

Actually, her heart was pounding even now.

But she had no choice but to step forward.

If left alone, they looked ready to fight immediately.

To escape safely from this unknown place without anyone getting hurt, harmony was most important above all.

“You’re all first-years too, right?”

The students nodded.

Fail expressed his confusion.

“Didn’t any upperclassmen or professors come with us? I wonder if all the other people who came with us besides ourselves are also first-years…”

Artie heard Fail’s muttering and began explaining.

“I think we got caught up in a dark magic spatial teleportation spell. If my guess is correct, only first-years were transported to this location.”

“Why? Is there a reason?”

At someone’s question, Artie continued.

“Because professors and students from second-year and above are all provided with artifacts that block dark magic. Of course, they’d be penetrated by powerful dark magic, but the spatial magic that attacked us doesn’t seem to be at a level that could pierce through the artifacts.”

“It’s the opposite.”

Heathcliff interrupted and cut in.

“The culprit originally planned to transport all students to this place. But because the power was initially reduced by the dispel magic carved into the castle walls, only first-years without dark magic protection artifacts got caught in the spell.”

“True. Even at a glance, the scale of the magic was tremendous.”

“If it was such large-scale magic…”

Heathcliff’s speculation was quite plausible.

Several students agreed with his reasoning.

Fail grabbed his hair and sighed.

“Sigh, if such good artifacts exist, they should provide them to all students! Why exclude only first-years…”

“Are you stupid?”

Lessor clicked his tongue as if pathetic.

“Do you have any idea how expensive dark magic protection artifacts are? How could we possibly distribute them to all students?”

“But still! If you had enough to give to all second-years and above, couldn’t you have pushed just a little harder to give them to first-years too?”

“The budget was just barely short… Ah, damn it, but you’re really whining like crazy. If you don’t shut up, I’ll sew your mouth closed.”

“Yes sir.”

Fail, who had no confidence in winning a fight against Lessor, immediately shut his mouth.

“For now, let’s look around to see if there are other people nearby.”

Artie activated her magic.

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