Drinking?

Behind the gate was huge plaza, it looked just how it had during my lifetime, just devoid of all people of course.

“Thankfully we have the psychological stuff behind us, I hated it just as much as you did trust me.” The knight said a lot more cheerfully than I was used to, apparently my progress put him in a really good mood.

If I knew then what I know now I could have guessed that he simply looking forward to the next part.

“So before we continue, let’s have a beer.”

“What?” I asked, was my next trial going to be drinking contest? Sounded like fun but I hadn’t drunk anything in like 120 years. “A beer, you know? Never drunk the stuff? Of course you have! Otherwise it wouldn’t be here!”

He really was in a good mood, never thought that burning blue orbs could flicker in a friendly way. “I would rather not get drunk right now.” I said, the knight waved his hand. “Oh you won’t don’t worry this is your inner world, if Shinigami’s could do actual fun stuff here most would never leave the place.”

“So then why have a beer in the first place?” I was confused. “Because it tasted great and it works for me. Do you realize that I had nothing to do in this place but drink ever since you got me? Most of your memories aren’t exactly fun you know.”

“Well I died in the war, what did you expect?”

“Exactly.” He retorted and slammed a barrel on a table, both of which had just suddenly appeared. A second later he put wooden mugs on the table and filled them. “If you could do me the favour, next time you are in the real world order an actual pint would you? Because you suddenly stopped drinking these are the only ‘glasses’ I can summon for this purpose, relying on your memories really isn’t all that great.”

“I will think about it, promise.” I said and took the mug, no point in denying a good beverage. We toasted towards each other and started drinking. I had completely forgotten how good beer tasted. “This stuff is great.” I said and took another huge gulp. “Which one is it? The Bavarian one?”

The gauntlet pointed at me. “Exactly.” Now it was really interesting to see him drink, his lack of a mouth **** him to pour the stuff in a small slit between the helmet and the main armour. On closer inspection I noticed that it actually floated slightly above the main body.

We continued talking nonsense for a while, I didn’t feel greatly rushed as I already had made good progress today. Eventually our mugs were empty and we put them back on the table, which then ceased to be altogether.

The cheerful knight suddenly calmed down and looked at me. “Now for your actual third trial.”