"From my perspective, White Ball Wine is quite a good wine."
Rainbow Shell said this. Yila stood next to him, looking like a child due to his towering height... In fact, considering Yila's current appearance, calling him a child wasn't entirely inappropriate.
People in this world understood that judging someone's age by their appearance was ridiculous, so being called "auntie" at Vera's age wasn't an issue. However, it did make many people angry.
But mostly women (whispering)
"Yes, and for the Empire, this sweet wine might be even more popular... Except for the Dwarves who certainly wouldn't like it, I can't be sure about other countries."
Yila said this as he looked at the distilled, clear drops falling. He smelled the wine and said, "But, if it sells well in the Empire, that's already enough."
Hearing Yila's words, Rainbow Shell turned his head and looked at Yila with his small, almond-shaped black eyes, and asked in confusion, "Aren't Dwarves very fond of drinking?"
