"Every year there are worries, so it is today." Grim put down his wine glass and smiled faintly.
He has a lot to worry about every day.
Not only does he have to provide consultation to Nikke, but he also has to deal with the Central Government bureaucrats, and from time to time, he will be sent by Ark to the Surface to fight Rapture.
Living such a precarious mercenary life, if he didn't have a few worries, how big would his heart be?
"Commander, usually you always consult Nikke. Every now and then, you should also take care of your own heart health."
"Why not take advantage of this good opportunity to reveal something?"
Scarlet seemed to be heavily intoxicated, but her consciousness was still quite clear.
After all, he is Nikke.
As long as he wants, he can quickly break down alcohol in his body at any time.
Grim turned his gaze to her and said, "What bothers me are only two words: power."
"Compared to Nikke and Rapture, my flesh-blooded body is still too weak. If this continues, I'll be a burden."
"I see, I can probably understand the commander's concern. Scarlet put down her wine glass and, carrying the scent of alcohol, walked over to Grim: "in that case, will you learn swordsmanship from me?"
"Swordsmanship?"
The Scarlet sword seems to be specially modified. The Ark sword no longer produced this kind of weapon.
Grim glanced at the Scarlet sword tied behind his waist.
Ark's Arsenal rarely contains melee weapons such as swords.
Even if there were, they were all ancient treasures, most likely rusted and unusable.
Scarlet nodded, "exactly."
"My sword is the only one left in the world."
"But if the Commander wants the same sword, it's not impossible. I have a friend who is an expert in sword forging. All we have to do is ask him to forge another sword for you."
"However, hiccups... you should exchange it for wine."
Scarlet shakes her empty wine glass.
Grim picked up a bottle of red wine and poured another glass worth Scarlet while saying, "it's just wine. Drink as much as you want, fill it up!"
A red hue appeared on Scarlet's drunken face. He was probably a bit drunk, muttering as he spoke, "Hehe, Commander is very wise~"
"In that case, I'll teach you some sword techniques, but first, do two hundred push-ups."
"What does push-ups have to do with learning sword techniques?"
"If your body is not strong, how can you use a sword? Commander, don't ask any more questions, just hurry."
"Two hundred is not that difficult."
Grim took off his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body, and easily performed two hundred push-ups.
After all, he was someone who graduated from a military academy.
Just two hundred push-ups is not a problem.
"It's done. What's next?"
Wiping away the sweat dripping down his jaw, Grim's gaze turned to Scarlet.
The drunkard shook his head, then suddenly chuckled and sat down on his back, "Commander does have skills, but don't be too complacent. That was the warm-up."
"Now, take me in your arms and do it 200 more times."
"Scarlet, you are so heavy."
"Commander, how could you comment on a girl's weight? I will be sad."
"After all, compared to this generation of Nikke from Ark, my body is already as light as a feather."
Although Scarlet didn't look very big, Grim felt as if he was carrying a road roller at the time.
So heavy.
But it seems to be within the limits of tolerance.
Stretching out his slightly sore arms, Grim slowly lowered himself, doing push-ups with Scarlet on his back.
"1, 2, 3, 4..."
"51, 52, 53..."
"101, 102..."
When he reached a hundred years of age, Grim, bathed in sweat, felt that his arm was very sore. Both his body and mind are almost at their limit.
However, as soon as he thought that he still had to rely on his own strength to protect Nikke, he gritted his teeth and persevered, relying on that strong determination of his.
"120, 121... 150, 151... 170, 171..."
"198, 199, 200!"
"Scarlet, how is it? Can you teach me sword techniques now?"
Grim tried hard to look up.
But who would have thought,Scarlet, who was sitting on it, had already closed her eyes from drunkenness and fell asleep right then and there.
You drunk!
Grim rises from the ground, amused and irritated at the same time, lifts Scarlet onto the sofa, then wakes her up.
"Ugh..."
"Commander, why are you so close? You want to see me throw up a rainbow?"Scarlet woke up lethargic. As soon as he opened his eyes, he made a gesture as if he wanted to vomit on the sofa, frightened Grim and immediately found him a bag: "don't vomit on the sofa!"
"I was just kidding, Commander. I'm not gonna throw up on your couch."
"Also, Commander, aren't you too close?"
Scarlet's hazy, drunken eyes stared at Grim's handsome face.
They say that when drunk men and women are near, things can easily happen.
If he were to pass out from a drunken stupor in a consulting room like this, he might be taken advantage of.
After all, it was he who was the famous cheater Scarlet was talking about, who was not picky. Among the Ark, countless Nikke were captivated by it, infatuated by passion. Come to think of it, even a Pilgrim, he would probably still take advantage of it!
"Commander, now is not the time to vent your vile desires. Help me up, and I'll teach you three moves."
"Don't talk nonsense. When Have I ever wanted to vent a vile desire?"
Grim gripped Scarlet's arm, pulling her off the couch with mixed feelings of amusement and annoyance.
The only reason he was so close was because this drunk looked like he was about to vomit on the couch.
She didn't want to have to air the sofa cushions again tomorrow, especially since she had just airlifted them yesterday.
Scarlet stood up from the sofa. He drew a long sword from behind his waist and threw it at Grim, while he himself held the scabbard, posing defensively.
"Commander, attack as you please."
"Let me see how you are."
"You're drunk, and you're wearing a sword sheath. Are you sure you want to fight me like this?"
Grim grasped the Long Sword in his hand.
The sharpness of this sword was such that just by holding it, he could feel its sharpness.
It felt as if with one swing, even the giant Rapture standing in front of him could be cut in half.
"Hehe, Commander, you somewhat underestimated me. Scarlet corrected her slightly sloping bamboo hat, a proud confidence loomed on her drunk face: "show what you have, attack as you like."
"Mm."
Grim steadied his stance, took a deep breath, then swung it at Scarlet.
Clang!
The sharp sword hit the scabbard, making a loud clinking sound.
However, even though Grim had put in all his Might, The Swordsman only raised his hand slightly, and used the sword sheath to push him back a few steps.
"The momentum is good, but your foot movements are too hasty, and your posture is wrong."
"Commander, you are using a sword, not a broadsword. Why Are you holding it like that and slashing someone's head?"
"Try again."
Scarlet waved her hand, beckoning Grim to try again.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Over the next few hours, the entire consulting room reverberated with the constant sound of metal clashing against metal.
Grim, drenched in sweat, held the long sword with trembling hands. His arm muscles trembled, as if he had just gone through a grueling battle.
And it's true, he did.
From whatever angle Grim attacked, the swordsman, with only his sword sheath, repelled all his attacks. He even drank wine casually while practicing sparring with her.
"As expected of the legendary Pilgrim, the scabbard alone was enough to make me sweat profusely."
"Hehe, Commander, are you ready to surrender?"
"If you don't want to, just attack. Scarlet took a deep sip of her drink, her face turning red even more: "as long as there is wine, I can fight with you until dawn."
"Hoo..."
"That's right, Scarlet."
After taking a short break, Grim pointed his long sword and once again swung it at Scarlet.
Wuss! Wuss!
Maybe it was Grim's illusion, but at that moment, he actually sensed her movement a little faster, and Scarlet no longer parried directly with her scabbard as before. Instead, he began to move sideways, dodging Grim's sword.
"No longer hindering, but starting to dodge?"
"Then I will take advantage of my superiority."
"Take this!"
Grim concentrated all his energy in his hands. With a loud clang, he struck the sheath of the woman's sword with his sword, but it was unshakable. The drunken sword woman obviously didn't expect Grim to remain upright, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.
And it was this moment of surprise that Grim took advantage of.
He reached out and sharply gripped Scarlet's wrist, then dropped her to the ground, intending to disarm her weapon and lock her in a grappling technique.
Who would have thought Scarlet turned out to be unusually strong? Not only did he break free, he also grabbed the Commander by the neck with his other hand, holding him tightly.
Commander's progress is amazing. A few hours ago, you didn't know sword techniques at all, but now you can not only break through my defense, but even try to catch me. By human standards, Commander was already an expert of the caliber of Dragon and phoenix.
"T-Thanks for the compliment."
Lean on Scarlet's soft body.
Grim opened his eyes and saw his white footwear, like boots.
The heel is in The Shape of a Geta, decorated with a lazy wrapped white cloth, and the swordsman uses his slender legs to firmly lock Grim's thighs, pressing him down and preventing him from getting up.
Grim struggled hard, but could not move.
He looked like a drunkard, but in terms of strength, Scarlet was like a mechanical gorilla with innate superpowers. No matter how hard Grim fought, he couldn't defeat him.
"Commander, are you willing to surrender? Scarlet smiled lazily, then breathed softly into Grim's ear: "if you give in and give me another bottle of wine, I'll let you go."
"Scarlet, that's not fair!"
"There is no justice in this world. If the Commander doesn't want to, I'll sleep... * huff*..."
"I Surrender, I surrender!"
"Commander is really generous. Then fill it up."
Scarlet finally let go.
Grim sighed in relief, stood up from the ground, and after leaning back for a moment on the sofa, he took out a bottle of his beloved wine from the cupboard.
Scarlet stared at the wine label, her blurred eyes sparkling slightly: "is this wine made of grapes?"
Grim nodded: "yes, it was given to me by a client before. It was considered a rare delicacy on the Ark."
"I didn't expect the Commander to hide such a precious antique."
"No more talking, just pour it into the cup."
"Fill it to the brim!"
Thud!
The wine glass landed on the table with a loud noise, and a moment later, it filled with liquid dripping from the tilted bottle.
The lazy swordsman drank Cup after cup, occasionally leaning over and holding Grim's Cup, taking him for a drink with him.
"One more cup."
"Fill it to the brim."
As she drank to her heart's content, Scarlet felt the air in the room become a bit stuffy.
After spending a lot of time traveling on the surface, returning to this air-conditioned room, he began to sweat lightly.
"Commander, why is it so warm here?"
"Guh... I want to sleep on this couch. Commander, you don't mind, do you?"
Having probably drunk more than seventy cups of wine, Scarlet, completely drunk, was most likely on the verge of fainting.
After muttering indistinctly like that, Scarlet took off one of her long smoky boots, revealing her slender and beautiful right leg, and then lazily leaned back on the sofa, closing her eyes with satisfaction.
Grim, who felt the effects of the alcohol, looked at Scarlet who was lying on the sofa, but all he felt was dizziness and confusion.
"I think I drank too much."
Scarlet, who was lying on the sofa, heard his murmur and couldn't help but sit back down: "Hehe, Commander really can't resist his liquor... * Hicks*! Need fruit to calm down?"
"Haven't we already consumed the fruit?"
"It seems that I still have some berries."
"Come on, Commander, open your mouth."
"Ah-"
Scarlet staggered to Grim's side, pulled the berries from her arms, and put them in her mouth.
Just as Grim was about to say something, with a thud, Scarlet who was heavily intoxicated, fell on him and fell into a deep sleep.
"Scarlet, wake up..."
"You are so heavy!"
"Hoo~~~"
Scarlet was finally too drunk to wake up.
After more than seventy cups of fine wine, and him not using his body to digest alcohol at all, even the legendary Pilgrim ended up heavily intoxicated, falling into a Grim and deep sleep.
Although when a drunk man and woman are in the same room, something is bound to happen.
But after practicing for so long last night and being forced to drink more than ten cups of wine, Grim's only feeling now was that his eyelids were struggling to stay open.
"I'm so tired..."
"I also need to go to bed soon."
He carefully lifted Scarlet onto the soft sofa.
Grim also found a comfortable position and lay down.
Originally, he planned to go to the simulation room tonight to practice his fighting skills against Rapture, then ordered a number of equipment from Yang, but in the end, nothing was accomplished.
"Drinking spoils everything."
"Tomorrow, I really can't drink with this drunk anymore."
Thinking of working hard tomorrow, Grim closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
...
The next day at noon.
Grim, who had been drunk all night, had just gotten up from the couch and had not even had time to wash his face when Scarlet burst through the door of the Commander's Office.
"Commander, I brought back venison from Surface."
"The rest, I don't need to say more, right?"
"Take the wine, fill it full!"