As someone who has lived in Sweetwater Village for many years, I must have shivered when I heard about drinking recently.

If it weren't for Lord Vincent's decision to throw a large number of Molotov cocktail cocktails into the village, it is estimated that Schalke would still be able to sleep in his own bed.

However, Vincent was now the man in charge of life and death, and Schalke knew that he could not refuse any request from his lord.

Drinking was certainly not the main purpose, and his invitation to himself must have something to do with the war.

Wars are inevitable, and once they occur, they are difficult to end, and the lords are young and vigorous, and there are ethnic differences, and there is a conflict with the Herodians, which is difficult to resolve peacefully.

This time he defeated the Silver Wolf Knights of Herodes, and Prince Lingus will definitely not give up, and the next battle may come soon.

At that time, what role should I play in order to survive in this chaotic situation?

Forgiveness of oneself now is useful for stabilizing people's hearts and resisting foreign enemies, but what about later?

For a moment, Schalke fell into a trance, and did not pay attention to the road at all, so that he did not notice it when he reached Vincent's tent.

"Father, go in." Rams said to his father, "It doesn't matter, my sister is in there."

In a sense, this is indeed a reassuring statement, but Schalke, who was already preoccupied, heard that Ninia was also inside, which made him even more worried.

Yes, his daughter has become a subordinate of the demon clan, and the relationship is indescribably ambiguous, and I really don't know what kind of expression I should use to face it......

After calming down a little, Schalke puffed up his chest, restrained his sadness, let his face return to his usual indifference and solemnity, coughed outside, and raised his voice to speak.

"Down there is Schalke Wald, who has come to meet your lord."

"Please come in, Mr. Wald." Vincent's voice came from inside, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The skeletal soldier at the door opened the tent door, and Schalke bowed his head and respectfully entered the tent the size of a small room.

"Good evening, Mr. Wald." Vincent greeted him first, "You look much better."

Schalke looked up, and saw that Ninia was the only one in the tent lit with the glowing magic stone, except for Lord Vincent.

Her daughter was still wearing the armor she loved for ten minutes, and was setting things up on the table for the lord.

is different from what she imagined, the youngest daughter has a good complexion, the whole person looks lively and beautiful, there is no trace of restraint and timidity at all, like a rose that is beginning to bloom, in addition to beauty, it also adds an elegant temperament.

"Come and have a drink, please." Vincent beckoned to Schalke, "Try the specialties of Sweetwater Village."

Schalke didn't listen immediately, he still stood in place, looking at the young demon prince.

It was the first time since the fall of the Order that he had been so close to the Lord.

As in front of everyone, Vincent still had the calm and calm appearance, and although he was an impeccable victor, he still could not find the arrogance and pretentiousness of ordinary nobles after victory.

In the quiet tent, he sat quietly behind a large table with wine utensils and desserts. ….

The lord sat in the back chair, holding a shiny goblet in his left hand and his right hand hanging leisurely on the arm of the chair, looking very relaxed.

The magic stone above his head shimmered with a shimmering light, attracting some tiny flying insects that swirled and danced in the light, and some fell on his long purple hair, and the lord half-squinted his eyes and didn't care.

"Sit down," Vincent motioned for Ninia to bring a chair for Schalke, "How about a drink?"

In the past, Schalke would never drink anything from the demons, whether it was alcohol or poison.

However, it dawned on him when he saw his daughter pour some wine from a dark green wine bottle and drink it himself.

It turns out that the daughter has been playing the role of testing poison for the lord, although this is a seemingly aggrieved position, but it is okay

See that the relationship between them is very close.

Ninia's delicate face flushed with two flowers, and she narrowed her eyes slightly, and opened her mouth slightly, as if she was not used to this kind of wine.

It's Ninia, it's still so cute.

Vincent himself poured Wald a glass of wine from the same bottle, stood up and handed it to him.

"Taste it, the 'Sweet Water Cellar,' I made."

Sweetwater cellar? I had never heard of this name, Schalke, because Sweetwater Village was not even short of water, so how could it be possible to make wine and still be in the cellar......

He glanced at his glass, then at the bottle in Vincent's hand, and saw that these two things seemed to be unusual as well.

This cup seems to be a ...... Crystal cups?

Such a translucent and pure material, light and smooth, was very different from the heavy crystal cups he had seen in the homes of nobles before.

Of course, as long as you know that this thing is very valuable, I have to say that this demon clan is quite tasteful, and it also shows full respect for visitors.

As for the slightly greenish bottle of thin-necked wine, it is even more wonderful, it looks like a similar crystal product, but the crystal does not have that uniform and delicate green color.

What's even more interesting is that this bottle also has a refreshing shape.

The lower abdomen is cylindrical, and at the top it begins to tighten like a flare until it becomes a thinner cylindrical bottleneck, and the whole appearance can be called simple and unconventional, so that people like Schalke who are not greedy for enjoyment can't help but look at it a few more times.

A square piece of paper was pasted on the bottle, with some words written on it, as well as local landscape paintings, with beautiful characters and very careful drawings.

Seeing that his father was interested in the bottle, Vincent and Ninia looked at each other and smiled.

"Please taste it." Vincent invited Schalke again, "I have a lot of time to watch, and the wine and the bottle are given to you."

Although this was a well-intentioned remark, it also made Schalke feel a little embarrassed, and he thanked him, then took the thin leg of the glass and took a sip of wine.

The taste of the sake is refreshing and smooth, and in addition to the rich flavor, you can also taste the sweetness of unknown spices, in addition, there is a hint of bitterness that makes you feel aftertaste.

I probably left it in ice for a while, so the taste is very cool, and it makes you want to stop on summer nights.

Taste it carefully, and there is a mellow aftertaste left between the lips and teeth. ….

Among the wines Schalke has drunk in his life, this wine has been ranked in the top three.

"It's good wine." Schalke complimented honestly, and then showed a look of curiosity and doubt, "However, you just said that this is a specialty of Sweetwater Village, which makes people wonder...... Sweetwater doesn't have a bar like this?"

"There was no before, but now there is." Vincent was ashamed to say, "Because I'm here."

Schalke didn't care about the boast, he was interested in Vincent's purpose.

However, he still couldn't resist the temptation of the wine, and drank it quietly, and the hot feeling in his throat made him remember it deeply.

"The wine I brought is essentially the same as what the Knights of the Air Raid did a few days ago, except that it is lower in strength and of better quality." Vincent poured Schalke a little more wine, then pointed to the bottle and said, "But this is a real Sweetwater specialty, and I just made it today."

"You made it? Made from things from the village?" Although Schalke drank a little, he was still very keen to find the key information in Vincent's words, "Could it be that there are ingredients for making bottles in our village?"

"He is the victorious general of Herodes, the Earl of Senburgh, who was defeated only once thirty years ago," Vincent complimented, "I heard that you like to drink, so I made a gift for you from the produce of the village."

Hearing this name, which had not been mentioned for more than thirty years, not only Schalke's face changed, but even Ninia was taken aback, and the cup in her hand fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

Schalke's mood at this time is simply indescribable.

How did he know?.

Xiao Diankang

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