“Ohh I see…”

Milton awkwardly laughed. It was somewhat embarrassing, but at the same time, he was grateful for Kerber who was sincerely happy to see him. 

‘We’re not comrades, but enemies now… but still, he’s a really great guy.’

Since they’ve unexpectedly met after such a long time, Milton decided to spend some time with him and catch up. They sat facing each other while drinking hot tea in a nearby barrack. 

“Whoooo… this is pretty great. All of a sudden, I’m remembering the cold air of the Grey Mountains.

Milton gave him a broad smile.

“Wasn’t it better to drink alcohol than tea to warm up in the Grey Mountains?”

“Ohhh… So you do know things. Do you have anything good?”

“Wait a bit.”

Soon, Rick carefully entered the barracks where the two of them were waiting. 

“My Lord, here is the item you ordered me to bring.”

“Thank you.”

Milton smiled as he took the item from Rick.

“This here is a ‘50 Vallon Walker.”

“Huh? By Vallon Walker, you mean…”

“Yeup, exactly, that Vallon Walker.”

Vallon Walker was considered the king of brandy. Aged through a special process, its...