Chapter 163: Wine Like Blood (I)
Home of Wine and Knights β In the Empire, knights may not be sure, but only Byrne's wines can be called the best.
Whether it's the dry red of Sackland, the white grapes of Eberden, the mead of Lothair, the cider of Ellemont, the mare's milk of Poi... Byrne wines can only be ranked second, and what can be placed on the banquet table is always the wine produced by Byrne Winery.
Fertile land breeds more industrious farmers, and it is said that in order to find a suitable plantation, the Byrnes would taste the earth and gravel with their tongues to determine whether the land was suitable for growing grapes in the most direct way.
The knight lords of Byrne are also different from other lords, except that most of the plantations near the castle are not directly under the name of the earl, but they control the best wine cellars in the territory and the absolute "winemaking rights", and all matters related to the purchase and sale of grapes are in charge of special officials, and even the count himself when necessary.
It is only in Byrne that a bottle of wine can cost hundreds or even thousands of gold coins, and two families will break each other over a small plot of land suitable for growing grapes, or even a duel for generations... It's only in Byrne that this kind of thing happens.
The better the quality and the right soil, the more fragrant and rich the wine will be... Although Byrne has thirteen powerful counties, there are only three that are truly top-notch wine regions.
The Turin family's territory is one of them, and even their castle is named after wine... The "Red Blood Wine", which has a strong flavor and rich taste, can only be seen at the court banquets of the principalities and even the empire.
"Thank me from the bottom of my heart, Lord Loren, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be able to drink forty-year-old red blood wine even at the banquet in the Heavenly Dome Palace!"
Charlotte raised the corners of her mouth slightly and looked at the black-haired wizard opposite, her arrogant expression was on that beautiful face, and there was even a hint of cuteness: "Of course, the premise is that you are really qualified to participate in the banquet of the Heavenly Dome Palace." β
"Of course, it's a great honor. Shrugging, Loren smiled indifferently, and the countess's cheeks were slightly drunk, and she snorted and twisted her head to the side.
I hate this kind of guy who pretends to be decent, but has no sincerity at all!
Charles, the butler who didn't speak next to him, smiled slightly, picked up the sealed wine bottle, and carefully uncorked it with a sterling silver corkscrew.
As for the person in charge of this estate ... He was sent away by Charles a long time ago.
Even people like Loren, who don't know much about wine, know that not all wines have the potential to be aged for decades or even centuries, and that the price of forty years of red blood has long surpassed the weight of gold.
Holding the silver glass, the wine is as red as blood, slightly stirring in the glass, the fruity taste has dissipated when the bottle is opened, and the rippling syrup exudes the aroma of cedar and tobacco, and the mouth is full of richness, as if the real sensation of blood plasma merges into the throat, and the passionate and magnificent texture is simply an incomparable stimulation to the body.
Red Blood... The real deal!
Charlotte frowned slightly, Grenwell's fruity and sweet "Nightingale" was more to her taste than the irritating red blood wine, but that was not the point of today's visit.
Sipping her wine, Charlotte's eyes kept glancing at the girl who was sitting there in a daze...... Dressed in a lilac dress and a silver-haired shawl, Ariel was sitting on a chair in the sun, her empty eyes not knowing what she was thinking.
And her "butler", who was too young to be too young, disappeared all day and night, and although they didn't meet each other, this Miss Ariel and her butler didn't seem to be close, and even faintly excluded each other... Of course, this was just Charlotte's intuition.
How did the excessively young housekeeper and young lady get from Ebolden to Byrne all the way safe and unharmed without being discovered?
The countess became more and more suspicious... In particular, the unreasonable trust of the black-haired wizard made her extremely annoyed - this was the territory of the Turin family, why did she say that she had to agree to visit the cellar, and she also said "just to inform you......
"This forty-year-old red blood has been fully aged, and the taste is indeed a bit heavier. Charles, who noticed the countess's expression, immediately understood his heart, and said politely with his hands behind his back, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth:
"I'm going to prepare some snacks and ask a few people to wait a moment. With that, the butler turned and left.
As soon as Charles left, the atmosphere of the three people who were so quiet that they didn't speak immediately became awkward - Ariel in a daze, with suspicion in her eyes, kept looking at Charlotte of the two, and Loren who didn't know what to say.
Loren suddenly regretted informing the countess... Of course, the consequences of not notifying can be more serious.
"How do you feel, Miss Ariel?" the countess suddenly became a little nervous, holding the wine glass and smiling stiffly, "In addition to red blood, there are many different types of wine in the cellars of the Turin family, and the flavor is good. β
"What do you think of the fact that I am ready to leave the wine trade in the hands of the Corona family's United Chamber of Commerce, if I can?"
"You don't need to ask my opinion on these matters, Count Charlotte Turin. Ariel looked at her calmly, her eyes still so empty:
"I have already discussed this matter with Loren, and from today onwards he will be fully responsible for all of this, including the sales and the affairs of the United Chamber of Commerce. β
β...... It's such a long journey from Ebolden to Byrne, you must have had a hard time coming, right?"
"Hmm... Not at all, since Loren needed it, he didn't care about such a trivial matter. β
"Excuse me, how long will it take for the person in charge of the United Chamber of Commerce to arrive in Byrne?"
"You need only ask Loren about this matterβas I have just said, all matters have been entrusted to him, and the trade between the Corona family and Ebolden in Byrne is up to him. β
"That's how you trust this... Wizards?"
"Of course, is there any problem?"
β............ No, not at all ......."
Leave it to Loren alone, just ask him all...... You came from Eberton alone to Byrne to tell me this?
The atmosphere of the conversation became more and more weird, and Ariel, who originally took the initiative to come, didn't talk much at all, only Loren, who looked embarrassed, and Charlotte, whose eyes became more and more suspicious, talked without saying a word.
"I went around the cellar and took a tour. β
The black-haired wizard got up, barely squeezed a smile at the two ladies present, and turned away quietly.
Beneath the garden is an open and spacious wine cellar, where the dry air is filled with the aroma of oak barrels and volatile wines.
As soon as he stepped into the cellar and closed the door, the expression of the black-haired wizard immediately turned cold, and as soon as he turned around, there was a thin young figure in front of the empty door, blinking and smiling at him with big watery eyes.
But it's a pity that Loren doesn't eat this set.
"I knew the ins and outs in a minute, and the reason why I was called here. Bright silver rested directly on Asrael's delicate neck, although neither of them showed a trace of fear or murderous aura.
"Alas...... I'm still as impatient as ever. The boy sighed, seemingly unconcerned about the blade pressing against his collarbone, "Can't you be a little patient, Byrne's wine is very sacred......"
"Forty-eight, forty-seven, forty-six......" The black-haired wizard was expressionless.
"I found what Loren was looking for. Asrael smiled slylyly, "That Governor Gaspar Vane is indeed in collusion with certain fellows, and they seem to be interested in the resurrection of the dead... Well, maybe it's some of the guy's admirers?"
"Admirers?"
"In the parlance of the Church, it is basically a 'synonym' for heresy... I didn't expect that hundreds of years later, I could still see such a group of interesting guys in the place shrouded in the Holy Cross. β
"You only answered me one question." Loren narrowed his eyes: "Why did you come here?"
"As I said, in Byrne... Wine is sacred. Asriel curled the corners of his mouth:
"Underneath this cellar is their holy place!"