Knight Arlene said:
"I am a knight, hence I passed the test. I believe that even if Mr. Hewitt is not a knight, he is still a respectable person."
Hewitt said:
"I want to ask you some questions."
Arlene stood up:
"We can chat slowly, don't worry, I took a very long leave for you, and I am lucky that I approved my own leave."
He walked to the wine cabinet:
"How about red wine?"
Hewitt said:
"Okay, but I thought knights usually prefer to drink stronger spirits."
Arlene laughed:
"But when you are in a war, you always need alcohol to deceive yourself, to keep the pain away from your mind, to let the soldiers find a moment of false tranquility in the noise.
"But now, I am in an ideal land, why would I need to numb myself?"
Arlene took out a bottle of red wine and three tall goblets, whose labels Hewitt did not recognise, and turned to face him:
