Seeing that the princess had given up on snatching Alan and taking him to the Imperial City, everyone heaved a sigh of relief. The atmosphere in the tavern gradually eased up.
Seeing that Olivia returned to her prideful appearance, Alan also relaxed.
"Alan, come and have a drink with us!" Governor Kramer was not stingy in expressing his love for the young man who had given him so much face.
Hearing that, Alan looked at the Chief Knight who was sitting upright. He was still expressionless but didn't look like he had any intention to protest. The princess was drinking elegantly under the service of her maid and didn't care whether he sat down or not.
Seeing that no one else was protesting him, he nodded cheerfully and sat down beside the administrative officer. After all, who wouldn't like an opportunity to take a break during working hours?
"Speaking of which, little Alan, you're very surprising." The administrative officer held a goblet and squinted his eyes to admire the ruby-like wine in the goblet. He murmured to Alan.
"Little Alan is indeed a genius in winemaking."Governor Kramer nodded in agreement.
Alan was feeling proud in his heart. The little angel in his heart laughed towards the sky and said, 'I'm the chosen one. With the system around, if I still can't make good wine, then... the system must be not high-level enough. There's definitely nothing wrong with me!'
"The only skill that I have is to make good wine," Alan said modestly with a bashful smile.
"Tsk." The princess said with disdain, "Indeed, the only skill you have that is worth mentioning is winemaking."
Alan was well aware of his lack of magic talent. As the chosen one, it was a shame for him to not be able to train.
However, as others kept bringing this matter up, it was too damaging to his self-esteem...
Looking at the young man who had turned into a gray statue in an instant, the governor and the administrative officer looked embarrassed. They did not know how to comfort him.
Fortunately, the young man recovered quickly. Before they could say anything to comfort him, he regained his composure.
"Even if I'm someone who can't become a mage, all the mages in the future will beg me to sell them my wine. So in other words, I'm the man who would be standing at the top of the food chain in the Hailar continent!"
Alan gritted his teeth and raised his head, staring at Olivia with a stubborn face.
The people at the table were stunned after hearing that. Even the Chief Knight and the maid could not help but look at him.
Thinking carefully, there was indeed nothing wrong with the young man's words. As long as he could brew magic wine, mages would not refuse to befriend such a winemaker who had the resources to help them quickly advance.
"So what? In the end, you would still have to rely on the strength of others to protect yourselves," the princess raised her chin and said to Alan with a sideways glance.
"So what? As long as I can command them, then borrowed strength is equivalent to my strength," Alan answered her indifferently.
Stanton had a deep understanding of the princess' willfulness. He was only a knight for the princess. As long as the princess was safe, he could become invisible.
Kramer and Sevilino were watching Alan and the princess bickering with great interest.
The other knights sitting next to them also pricked up their ears, listening to the situation over here. The gossipy look on their faces made Stanton's heart skip a beat.
Casting aside Olivia's identity as a princess, Alan felt that this girl was quite interesting.
The night was getting darker and the knights all drank a lot of wine. Stanton remembered his mission as a knight. Even though the magic Lafite was very attractive to him, he controlled his desire well and kept himself sober at all times.
Stanton saw that the princess' face was blushed from drinking, so he stopped her as soon as she wanted to continue drinking with Alan.
"Little boy, this is my reward for you! I drank to my heart's content tonight."
After Olivia said that, she threw a small bag on the table in front of Alan.
He opened it and saw that it was shining with golden light, almost blinding his eyes. After a rough count, there should be at least 100 gold coins.
Alan raised his head in astonishment and looked at the proud princess... a distinguished guest indeed!
Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind, and he thought of a new way to get rich. And this princess, who looked silly and rich, was a perfect client.
Alan took advantage of the courage stemming from the alcohol and calculated in his mind. After that, he gradually withdrew the smile on his face and put on a serious look.
Perhaps it was because his expression was too serious, Olivia, who was joking with Alan, could not help but restrain the pride on her face and put on an expression that was used exclusively for talking about business.
Stanton was puzzled. He did not understand when these two children had such a tacit understanding. With just a look, they knew what each other was trying to do?
Affected by the solemn atmosphere between Alan and the princess, Kramer and Severino who were happily clinking glasses and drinking wine also quietly put down their wine glasses.
"Next, I want to talk about a secret that concerns my family," Alan lowered his voice and said seriously.
Although Olivia was puzzled, the current atmosphere was not suitable for questions, so she could only nod to signal for him to continue.
"What you are drinking now is only low-level magic Lafite."
Stanton quickly caught the main point of Alan's words. He raised his eyebrows and found that the matter was not simple. "Low-level?"
Alan turned to look at the serious knight and nodded with certainty.
"That's right. Low-level. Above that, there are middle-level and high-level magic Lafite." Speaking to this point, Alan looked around at the people at the table. After a pause, he continued, "Due to the limitations of my current brewing level and the brewing materials, I am temporarily unable to brew it. However, I still have a bottle of high-level magic Lafite. It is a family heirloom."
The atmosphere in the tavern suddenly became somewhat silent.
Alan looked at the shocked expressions of the crowd, but he did not say a word. The longer he remained silent, the more self-conscious he became.
"What... We are only drinking low-level magic wine?"
"Are you saying that you can brew two higher level magic wine?"
"What is the effect of the high-level magic Lafite you mentioned?"
"Little Alan, you..."
The originally silent atmosphere suddenly became chaotic. Other than a hint of eagerness on the faces of the knight and maids, the other three were already in a mess.
"Stop, stop, stop... can you all ask one by one? What are you trying to do by asking at the same time..." Alan's head was about to explode from all the noise. He shouted helplessly.
Like a TV program that paused as soon as someone hit the pause button, the three of them instantly fell silent.
"I'll ask first." The Princess glared at Kramer and spoke first.
"What are the specific reasons why you can't brew the other two higher-level magic wines? Can you sell that bottle of high-level wine to me? What's the effect?"
The princess got the right to speak and asked Alan first.
"Well, I am currently short of money to buy ingredients. I have never tried it before. I still need to go through many brewing attempts before I can perfect it," Alan suppressed the excitement in his heart and replied seriously.
"If you are interested, I am willing to sell you the only bottle of high-level magic Lafite on the continent. After all, I need money to buy the ingredients to try to brew a higher-level magic Lafite."
Olivia was about to speak but was stopped by the Chief Knight.
"Can you guarantee the effect? According to what you said, this bottle of wine has been passed down for many years..."
Kramer wanted to say something, but he hesitated.
"I can take out the wine, but please don't tell anyone about this."
After saying that, seeing that everyone agreed, Alan got up and went to the wine cellar to get the wine. The moment he left the hall, the solemn expression on his face immediately turned into ecstasy.