The man I punched fell backward.
I grabbed his collar with one hand and made sure the back of his head didn't hit the ground.
Think of me as kind, you idiot…
Without pursuing further, I looked at the man who seemed to have lost consciousness while still holding his collar and let out a sigh.
Turning only my face, I said tiredly to Folia who had a surprised expression.
"Could you pour water on these guys? They're drunk on alcohol."
"…Come to think of it, you all smell of alcohol, don't you? Haa… are you idiots?"
Folia looked at the three adventurers with narrowed eyes and let out a sigh; the three adventurers looked at by Folia averted their faces looking guilty.
When I approached the smell of alcohol was there so I understood immediately, and there's no way talk would get through to drunk people.
That's why I deliberately punched full force—on the forehead… I really want you to think of me as kind.
