They had used sun fruits to make wine. That group of humans was too extravagant.
The Elven King's gaze was attracted by the wine in Watson's hand. He could not help but whine in his heart. The sun fruit was a unique fruit on the World Tree. It only matured after thousands of years, and even he had only tasted a few of them, let alone using the fruits to make wine.
'They say that humans enjoy it very much. It is indeed so after seeing it today. I don't know how they got the sun fruit. If the wine they usually enjoy is that, then it is too enviable.'
The Elven King shook his head abruptly. 'No, why is everyone drinking wine so naturally? We are here to fight, not to drink. And how did they get that wine?'
