In the Rona City.
Sen Hotel's Restaurant.
The owner of the Hotel, Ashok Sen was sitting at a VIP table. He was waiting for someone.
The person he was waiting for finally came to his table.
"You know Ashok because we are old buddies I have come here. If it was other people I never would have come from Rothbury. So, you better have a good reason to make me come here."
It was a guy who could be say barely four feet tall. However, his body was buffed. He has a beard and mustache. There was a hard look on his face. He was no other Crown Prince of Dwarven land Rothbury. His name is Wali Gusto.
"It has been a while my old friend, Wali. Don't worry. I know your weight. If it wasn't something crucial I wouldn't have called you here."
Ashok Sen told him. Wali Gusto and Ashok was great friend during their academic life. They have many past trades and exchanged symbols of friendship. If it wasn't for it, Wali Gusto wouldn't have come here because they don't have that much of a good relationship with the human and elf because of the last war where humans took the side of elves and dwarves took the side of beastman. By the way, Wali is strong. A couple of years ago he broke through to the first level of the Crown realm. Even though he was weaker than many of his brothers, he was chosen to be the crown prince because of his crafting ability. And dwarves put the craftmanship above strength. Even though Rothbury have a first-level emperor realm expert he wasn't a ruler of that nation. A King realm expert who is the uncle of Wali was the ruler of that nation.
"Tell me. What is the reason?"
Wali asked him while he sat on the chair.
"I have called you for two reasons. For the first reason..."
He looked at a waiter. The waiter clicks his finger. Following his signal, A beautiful waitress in a sexy maid dress came in front of their table and put about one and a half liter bottle on the table. It was a high-class bottle, just looking at the glass could prove that no ordinary thing can be contained in this bottle.
"What's this? Alcohol?"
Wali Gusto asked him.
"Yes, Wali my bud. I want you to check this beer inside it and rate it."
Ashok said.
"What you just invite me here to taste it and rate it? You could have sent it to my country with one of your messengers. It was a waste of my time. I am disappointed in you dude."
Wali Gusto was somewhat disappointed and angry.
"Calm down my friend. Just drink it."
Ashok smiled.
"Remember, the beer you humans produce cannot be never got 3/10 in the tongue of the dwarves, because we produce something every day that can be called national level treasure easily in your country. So, be ready for disappointment."
Wali Gusto said.
"Don't worry. If you are disappointed and think that this trip was a waste I will give you my favorite island that you are eyeing for a long time."
Hearing Ashok, Wali frowned, he knew that Ashok will never bet something if he is not confident about it. Wali think for some moment and said,
"Okay, I will do this for you only this time. And there is nothing lost for me anyway, now then I have confirmed your compensation."
Ashok smiled with twisted lips. He knew that this bastard wouldn't have tasted it if he didn't put something valuable on the table if the thing wasn't his liking.
Wali opens the lid of the bottle and smells it. Just smelling it he got frozen. This bottle can hide the smell to leak outside very well, that's why when someone opens it, the smell from it burst like a sleeping volcano. The smell was so mesmerizing even for non-alcoholics, so born alcoholics like dwarves will be stunned by it, it was an obvious result.
After getting stunned by it for some moments Wali Gusto looked at Ashok and lick the bottle where a few of the beer leaked out when he was opening the bottle.
Like everyone his eyes widened and he got an extra effect. He was trembling up to down, just by licking it.
He looks at Ashok again with trembling gazes. It is as if he is seeing his lover for the first time because he was too grateful for this beer.
He took sips. For some reason, his tears leak out from his eyes. Then he took another sip. He finally realized why he was crying. He tore because it was such a blessing that he was alive to drink something that came from heaven.
With teary and trembling eyes he asked Ashok,
"Ashok my friend, I will never forget about your heavenly gift to me. I never thought you will gift me something like this, even though we were close friends. I don't know how I will repay you for this level kindness."
Ashok chuckles and said like Prince Robin,
"What if I say, you can drink this every day?"