"Hello." Alicia nodded at him, "My name is Alicia." ”

Semmele also smiled and nodded in response, he looked at Alicia and sighed.

"It's amazingly beautiful."

He looked at Char, "You're lucky. She reminds me of Helen, the most beautiful woman in humanity who destroyed Troy. ”

Alicia's face was slightly sluggish, and she smiled, but slightly stiffened, "You really can talk." But no matter how beautiful it is, it's still an old thing. ”

As he spoke, he also secretly glanced at Char's expression, but he didn't change anything.

Semmele walked in, looked around, and commented with his eyes lit up.

"You are a person who can make such a showy sake, and your creativity is truly endless, and it is truly a beautiful place."

"But you don't really like such a quiet place." Char laughed.

Based on his knowledge of Greek mythology and his contact with the god of wine, it is believed that this god used to prefer to linger in the lively revelry of the Dionysian sacrifice.

"I'm old." "It's not bad to spend some time in a quiet place. ”

He walked into the tavern, placed the suitcase on the ground, and opened it.

There was nothing in the suitcase, but there was a staircase that went down, which turned out to be a spatial door that resembled the gate of the castle.

The staircase down is steep and dark, making it difficult to see where it leads.

"Come with me and take you to a good place." Semmeller laughed.

As he spoke, he took the lead.

Char glanced at Alicia, she was a little hesitant, obviously, compared to the castle gate, this unknown to the darkness made people subconsciously a little uneasy.

"You don't have to go in." Char said, "I'll just go and see." ”

Char followed Semer down the stairs, the box was not big, so the stairs were also steep, almost vertical, but not long, and after a few steps to the ground.

As soon as he looked up, he saw that Alicia had also touched the stairs and followed him little by little.

It's pitch black, you can't see anything, and there's a very strong aroma of wine in the air, and you can't tell what kind of wine it is, but there's a lot of wine.

"Pak~"

With the snapping of fingers, all the candlelight in the whole space is lit up, and it becomes very bright, and a large row of marble staircases can be clearly seen, and many oil paintings with Greek mythological themes are hung on the corridor.

They walked through the palatial corridors to a circular hall, where a morning light penetrated through the glass skylight of the dome, and the cathedral grandeur was still visible in the dimness.

A labyrinth of promenades and wine cabinets filled with barrels stretch from the floor to the spire.

The place was much bigger than Char had imagined, like a beehive of tunnels, staircases, platforms, and bridges that formed a huge liquor storage room with an incredible geometric structure.

Semmer expertly picked up two glasses from the small table on one side, walked over to the nearest barrel, and turned on the faucet inserted into the barrel.

Clear wine poured from the barrel and filled the glass, and he gave two glasses to Alicia and Char.

"Taste it."

Char took a sip without hesitation, it was a rum that had a unique sweetness due to being a by-product of sugar cane.

Although it wasn't as impressive as the one he'd drunk before, as someone who knew a thing or two about wine, he could tell it was a good rum almost in one sip.

"There was only one wine in ancient Greece, and that was wine, and people saw wine as a source of human wisdom."

Semmele also took himself a glass of rum and drank it down.

"But there are so many good wines in the world, rum with a sweet and cane sugar aftertaste. Light, pure vodka with a slightly sweet whiskey with a hint of smoke.

On the palate it is light, oak at the beginning and fruity at the end.

And my recent favorite, gin-flavored gin.

After leaving that place, I saw a much bigger world.

It's not a god of wine if you only make wine, it's just a god of wine. ”

Char looked at the huge liquor museum, "Are you making all of these?" ”

"Part yes, part part is some good wine that I've collected." "You can use whatever you want with the wine," Semmelle said. ”

"Have you used it all for us?" Char said, "It must have taken a lot of time to get so much wine." ”

"There's something you can't put in this place, and besides, wine is meant for people to drink, isn't it?" "It's never been my style to hide my wine and not drink it, it's just a place where I prove something." ”

"I'll show you one more thing."

Seymour led Char and Alicia deeper into the labyrinth, through several corridors and staircases, and they came to the very center of the huge cellar.

There was a platform there, on which was placed a two-eared golden chalice, and a glow swayed down from above, shining on the golden cup scorching, and there were some beautiful magic patterns on it, but Char didn't know what it meant, the lines were very ancient and powerful.

Semmele stepped forward and lifted the golden cup from the platform, and under the gaze of Char and Alicia, the empty cup poured out of the drink.

With the enticing aroma of wine, he drank the wine from his glass, and the wine poured out again, but this time, the wine inside turned to amber rum.

"I call it the Dionysian Cup." "This is what I've been proud of all these years," said Semele, "much better than my Bacchus scepter, which only grows vines."

It can gush out of any kind of wine in this world, and it will never end until the mountains and rivers of this world are exhausted! ”

Char looked at the glass and smiled, "You're no longer the god of wine." ”

Semmele's face was ruddy and smiling, and it was clear that he was delighted to share his masterpiece with his friends.

Alicia watched from the sidelines, and she listened to Semer's words, listening to the words "ancient Greece" and "Dionysus" in his mouth.

A very incredible guess welled up in her heart, which she thought was ridiculous, but she also suddenly remembered the Grim Reaper who had come to the castle before.

Since Char can know the god of death, it seems that it is also a reasonable thing to know the god of wine.

"Char." Alicia tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Could he be .....?"

"Oh, I forgot."

Char suddenly remembered something.

"You should be more familiar with his other name.

Dionysus ......"