mike looked at the deeper wrinkles on Pixie's forehead, and couldn't help being curious.
Where did this man go after disappearing for six years?
Pixie looked at mike, and couldn't help being surprised that mike had changed so much after six years.
If mike gave him the impression that he was immature with a hint of maturity, then now he is full of maturity and stability.
Opening a bottle of wine, Pixis took a sip before speaking:
"It still tastes the same, but it's more mellow and palatable than before."
"There was a little trouble six years ago. I didn't expect your small shop to still exist."
After drinking, Pixis looked at mike and looked at the small shop. He couldn't help but sigh that the small shop that mike did business like this has not yet closed down.
He had to go back to the border to deal with some urgent matters last time, so he didn't have time to pick up the wine.
Fast forward six years, he did not expect that mike would still recognize him at a glance.
It seems that everything is like yesterday.
Passing the wine to Pixis, mike didn't intend to chat with the old man any more.
He didn't want to have any interaction with the old man in front of him.
People who are heroes are unlucky in the end.
Pixie is one of them.
He is a human in Attack On Titan who has always focused on human righteousness.
But the final end was also miserable, becoming titan, and finally being killed.
"The technology has improved, and of course it has become more mellow."
"But it's still the old rule, drink slowly."
mike replied to Pixis lightly.
In the past six years, because he has upgraded his wine-making skills, the wine he brews is far from being almost alcohol-blended.
Now the wine he brewed not only has a more mellow taste, but also is not as spicy as before.
Hearing mike's words, Pixis nodded slightly, then took out a gold coin, looked at mike and said:
"Old rules, give me two more bottles."
"One more gold coin, the price has increased."
mike did not adjust the price just because the other party was Pixis.
His wine was indeed much better than before, so he raised it from five silver coins to one gold coin per bottle.
Hearing mike's words, Pixis didn't talk nonsense, and took out another ten silver coins and put them on mike's table.
mike continued to read after selling the wine, and Pixis left after buying the wine.
Just like when the two first met six years ago.
"Who is that old man? Is he a regular customer?"
Isabel, who was arranging the items in the small shop, watched Pixie leave with some doubts.
She often helps mike manage the shop in the shop, but she has never seen Pixie.
Hearing the seemingly familiar conversation between the two, she was a little puzzled.
Although mike opened a small shop here.
But because of the remote location, the high price of the items, and the reason why they don't pay much attention to customers.
The small shop has been in a half-dead state for many years.
Therefore, in Isabel's impression, the small shop seems to have no regular customers.
mike heard Isabel's words, and he replied lightly:
"It can be regarded as a regular customer. After all, he bought my wine."
In the past six years, most of mike's wine has actually been stored in his cellar, and he rarely sells it.
mike did not expand blindly in several other more profitable businesses.
He is waiting for his subordinates to grow up.
They were not enough to support many of mike's plans six years ago.
But today, six years later, they can already start to emerge.
Just when mike was thinking about where to build another stronghold of his own.
Pixis, carrying the wine, entered the palace of the royal capital.
A banquet is being held in the palace.
Pixis came to the capital this time just like last time, to fight for more material support.
The garrison corps is responsible for repairing the border wall destroyed by the titan, so it costs a lot.
"This guy, it seems that he brought a gift this time."
"It's as good as the wine jar. When I saw the king, I came here with two bottles of cheap wine."
As Pixis entered the palace banquet, some nobles who were familiar with him began to discuss.
Pixis served as the commander of the garrison for many years.
Although he doesn't come to the capital very often, every time he comes, he asks for supplies for the garrison regiment.
Over the years, due to the maintenance of the city wall, the benefits that belong to the royal family have been reduced a lot.
Many members of the royal family feel that their living standards have declined, so every time Pixie returns to the king, they will feel like an enemy.
The kingdom's resources are limited, and if Pixis wants to leave part of it, then they can get one point less.
Therefore, many people actually have resentment towards Pixis.
Although they couldn't do anything unfavorable to Pixis, it was still possible to ridicule them.
Pixis has no intention of talking to these royal family members and nobles.
He walked straight to the table of the commanders of the major corps.
The wine he brought was not a gift for the king, but for old friends like himself.
At a gathering of people six years ago, he said that he found a very good wine.
To share with all.
But because the only bottle in his hand was drunk, he couldn't prove it.
Later, because of an accident at the front line, he left in a hurry, and everyone thought he was bragging.
Therefore, today he actually wanted to tell his old friends that he was not bragging.
"You're late, so punish yourself with a drink."
"Isn't letting him drink in the arms of this guy?"
"I think he should be banned from drinking tonight."
Before Pixis could sit down, the three commanders of Survey Corps, Military Police Regiment, and Training Corps started joking with Pixis.