#Side Story 63. Bride accepting a glass of wine (3)
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Tavern (酒幕).
Its origins are actually not that old.
It was a time when even transportation, let alone communication, was inconvenient and it was easy to get lost even if you only went over a hill of 10 miles.
Temples, which originally served as lodgings for travelers, shrunk with the decline of religion, and taverns came to take their vacant places.
Sleep for the sleepy.
Feed the hungry.
Alcohol for those in need.
An all-weather lodging that is good for your sister and brother-in-law, with a reasonable price and a reasonable price.
Because it was an inn.
The tavern was renowned as a traditional facility in the Republic of Goryeo.
…Yes.
In the past, that is.
But what if the world was normal?
Nowadays there are no taverns left anywhere in the world.
In a situation where decent restaurants have become rare, there was no fool who would throw his life into something like an old traditional restaurant, bar, and inn.
“I need to open a tavern.”
In that sense.
That is truly a strange statement.
It was usually a good thing to end one’s life with.
This is especially true given that the business closure rate of retirees who ambitiously start businesses without actually having worked in the relevant industry easily exceeds 80%.
But fortunately.
Or so obviously.
In his case, there was no need to worry about such unnecessary things.
“It will be okay here. “At least on this Korean peninsula, it is the place with the best neck.”
When a priest came forward, the best place to set up a tavern was purchased in 30 minutes.
Kugugoogung.
“Hmm, I guess this will be usable.”
When a priest stepped forward, construction materials flew through the air and a three-story building was built in 10 minutes.
“There is no need to be particularly grateful. “I made too much, so I just brought some leftover alcohol.”
When a priest came forward, the warehouse was filled with all kinds of silk from the famous Green Dragon clan, which he said he could not get even if he had millions of dollars.
“I brought some ingredients as a gift to celebrate the opening of the business. “I will gift it in installments over the next 100 years, so let me know if it is not enough.”
As a priest stepped forward, all kinds of food ingredients, from the freshest fruits and vegetables to freshly slaughtered meat, were piled up in the refrigerator.
“Oppa, this is a set of kitchen utensils made by our company, including tables, chairs, spoons, etc.? It’s a prototype, so don’t worry and use it to your heart’s content! “Don’t forget to leave a review!”
When a priest came forward, the empty tavern was equipped with all kinds of modern tableware and furniture.
“These are paintings and sculptures prepared with special care. The interior was a bit disappointing, so I redecorated it. “I get a lot of compliments.”
When a bride came forward, the neat and simple interior of the tavern was decorated with all kinds of luxurious paintings and decorations.
“Well… these are nothing special, but they are helpful spirits. “Please do me any favors if you need them.”
When a priest stepped forward, a spirit of guidance, dishwashing, and hall service emerged to do all kinds of chores in the otherwise deserted tavern.
“We already needed to add some facilities in East Asia, and considering various conditions, we decided on this location.”
As soon as a priest stepped forward, a large airport and logistics center were built in front of the tavern, and the number of customers coming and going increased hundreds of times.
“I’m sorry, but would it be okay for you to lend a hand?”
“I’m confident in cooking those potatoes.”
“…I am confident that I can make a comfortable bed.”
As the three brides stepped forward, three more waitresses were calm, single, blank, but somehow perfectly pretty.
Just like that…
just one day from opening.
To be exact, the tavern was completed before 12 hours had passed.
Absolutely perfect.
A tavern like no other in human history that can be found lacking in any aspect, from food to geography and transportation services.
And the mother of wine’s feelings about the ultimate tavern, which could not be helped even if the constellations were resurrected, were clear.
[Hey you idiot, is this a tavern? Isn’t that right!?]
Oh my!
Maybe it’s because I don’t have a body.
Limon, who only rolled once and fell to his knees again despite the side kick thrown by Geomje with his entire body, spoke politely.
“…I’m sorry. I tried to prepare it in a simple way, but everyone wanted to help out a little, so the tavern ended up being a little bigger than I expected.”
[a little? Does this look like a moth to you?!]
“….”
Limon slightly averted his eyes at the Sword Emperor’s point.
To be honest, in Limon’s own opinion, the tavern he opened was already far beyond the category of a tavern.
But his non-excuse excuse was also true.
From his brides’ point of view, he really only helped ‘a little’.
There is one problem.
Just as dust may be like dust to an elephant, but it is like a mountain to ants, every little bit of them was enough to fill and overflow in a tavern.
They are absolute.
Because they were already the ones who held the hegemony of the world.
[Besides, why are your brides taking up all the tavern? ok? Are they all busy kids?]
“I asked that too, but…”
[I did, but what?]
“…They said it’s natural for the bride to help the groom, no matter how busy she is.”
[I hope you have a good bride!]
Poop!
His brides flinched involuntarily as they watched Limon, who had been kicked by the Geomje, roll over again.
If someone else had done something similar, they would have come forward in a fiery rage even if Limon had endured it.
By default, he would have inflicted cruel retaliation on his opponent that he would never forget.
But at this moment.
The women were restless, as if they wanted to protect Limon immediately, but they did not dare to come forward.
I was just observing his feelings as calmly and calmly as possible, like a new employee meeting his boss for the first time.
Even the clueless Indian girl was having a hard time holding back her drowsiness.
It was natural.
Geomje.
The first sword in the world.
The beginning of all sword masters.
Above all, she was respected by everyone simply because she was Limon Asfelder’s teacher.
Especially for the brides of Limon.
Although it wasn’t even the day when the Geomryong Branch was held.
That’s why they showed up in Handalum as soon as they heard the news about Geomje.
[Tsk, I have this guy as my disciple…]
The problem is that the Geomje’s gaze on the girls gathered like that was not so kind.
Well, it was natural.
Even though Geomje is from an old era where three wives and four concubines were common, it means that even the seats next to even the most successful men were filled with seven people.
However, after returning from a brief trip to the underworld, the number of brides for the seven disciples increased to more than ten.
Even Geomje, a hero who had lived his life as he pleased, ridiculing laws and morals, was at a loss for words.
This is especially true in that the descendants of the seven dragons he had slain in the past were the most ordinary of his brides.
That was why.
The reason why the Geomje, who was disapproving of Limon, turned his sad eyes towards his brides.
[Are you this fucking bride?]
“Yes…”
“That…”
The princesses flinched under the Geomje’s gaze.
As the Seven Dragons, they did not put anyone above them except Limon, but it was not easy for them to maintain composure against the Sword Emperor.
So who will answer first and how?
When looking at each other.
A princess came forward.
Sarah.
“Although I am short, as a bride, I have Prince Limon Asfelder as my father.”
“…?!”
Knees down on the floor.
Head bowed deeply.
Even polite words.
They were all astonished by that perfect greeting that no matter how picky they were about etiquette, they had no choice but to give it a perfect score of 100.
That’s because the princess who stepped forward was none other than Charlotte.
I can’t believe she, who always maintained her arrogance even when dealing with Limon, showed herself like this.
It was a sight that made me doubt my eyes.
[Hmm, aren’t you dissatisfied with your current situation? “Me too, but that bastard is also the enemy who cut down your ancestors?”
“How dare you be dissatisfied? Rather, we are just grateful that we were able to receive so much love.”
[Really?]
I narrowed my eyes and glanced at her and the other princesses who were bowing their heads side by side.
Finally, Geomje, who was looking at Ainsha intently, eventually shook his head.
[Well, that’s enough for you.]
Maybe it’s because I heard about the seven princesses from Limon when they were revived by Wanderer.
Or maybe I just liked Charlotte’s extremely polite attitude.
The Geomje, who unexpectedly and easily overlooked the seven princesses, turned his gaze next to the three women who had been kneeling side by side from the beginning.
[You are my in-laws?]
“Your great teacher.”
“My name is Anastasia.”
“Positive. “I am the master’s male disciple.”
A grinning, gum-painted Joan of Arc.
Anastasia, the swordswoman, greeted politely.
Even the sword spirit and repairman nod their heads.
Looking at the students taught by Limon, the Geomje had a more mysterious expression than when he looked at the princesses.
Of course, it would have been a different time.
She, too, would have welcomed meeting the Sasons.
If a disciple is a child to a teacher, then a son-in-law is like a granddaughter.
Of course, as a virgin who had never been in a relationship in her life, I couldn’t help but feel complicated about suddenly having a series of granddaughters.
In fact, there was a separate factor that forced Geomje to make a mysterious expression.
[And as a bonus, you’re also that bitch’s wife?]
Nod.
Maybe it was because I was too embarrassed to answer verbally.
While Joan of Arc blushed and Anastasia responded by bowing her head deeply.
Suriman, who was running, answered confidently without wavering.
“Positive. “The female of our master’s male.”
[…I don’t know if it’s true or anything else, but I think it’s clear that that bastard was a male.]
For a moment, look at Limon with the eyes of the world’s bastard.
She clicked her tongue as she looked at her student who was still as if he was willing to accept any punishment, then glanced at his students again and asked abruptly.
[Myeong-saek became the bride of a chick named Master. Is that still okay?]
“Of course. “You are my everything.”
“It has been Su-cheop’s lifelong wish to become the Duke of Commerce’s partner.”
“answer. I like male teachers. “It’s better to be a female.”
[…Really?]
Hearing the three women’s answers without any hesitation, the Geomje sighed.
She is originally from Goryeo.
It was common sense to respect one’s teacher like heaven and treat one’s teacher like a parent.
When I saw my sons-in-law confidently giving such answers without any sense of shame even though they were connected to their teachers, I was once again reminded of the generation gap.
Of course, the most absurd thing was that Limon chose them as his brides.
[Yes, they say they like it, so what can they do?]
But that’s it.
I was able to somehow convince him by giving in a hundred times.
Of course, from the beginning, she was not someone who was particularly bound by common sense.
Because it was the Geomje himself who originally told Limon to live as he wanted.
But….
[And um. Fairy Queen?]
“…Please tone down your words. “I cannot receive respect from my son-in-law’s teacher.”
[No, son-in-law…. Yes, I know that that son of a bitch became the Fairy Queen’s son-in-law.]
It’s as if he doesn’t know what to say.
The Geomje made the most complex expression ever.
The Fairy Queen is like the mother of all humans who has been with us since the beginning of human civilization.
Because she was the first absolute being that even she, who rebelled against the seven dragons and lived as an independent child, had no choice but to pay respect to.
[Are you really okay? Can you make that bastard your son-in-law and groom?]
…The problem was that his pupil, who was no better than an asshole, made her his mother-in-law and bride.
What kind of genealogy is this?
Just saying it in my mouth not only made me dizzy, but even though I was a ghost, I felt a headache.
Even the Fairy Queen blushed bright red, including the nape of her neck and her long ears, as if she was embarrassed.
“Yes… honestly, I became happy thanks to my son-in-law.”
[…Is that so?]
Thanks to becoming Limon’s bride, I discovered a happiness I had never known before in my life.
Looking at the Fairy Queen speaking with a shy yet truly happy smile, the Geomje sighed involuntarily.
It is true that the disciple who grew up in an unnecessarily rigid manner wanted to live freely. That is true, but…
…it was not the case that he wanted his life to end like this.
‘What on earth makes this motherfucker say he’s so good at it?’
The Geomje was shocked as he looked at the brides who were all worried about Limon while watching him as if he were watching his mother-in-law.
While the meeting was over.
Limon and the priests’ tavern management began.
