Chương 277: Dinner with Rafael

16th August 1574

"This sure is a fine wine."

Taking a sip from a crystal cup, I had no option but to admit that while the future offered a lot of interesting things, winemaking was a skill that simply vanished after a certain date. With the rich taste of the liquor that didn't overwhelm with the alcoholic trace, one could drink it like water, not even realising when he would turn completely drunk

'So that's why everyone is constantly drunk…'

Thinking to myself, I put the expensive cup back on the table. With my mouth and throat now properly wet, I could get back to the discussion.

"From my personal basement. But as proud as I am in this brew, there is no way to claim victory over this insane beer of yours, sir Bart."