I checked the documents brought by the blonde-haired Locus, who came to brief me on the important things happening in the Estate.
âThe food situation in the other two villages, as well as in Elden Village, has stabilized a lot. The supply of agricultural equipment is sufficient, so unless there is a problem, there will not be any starvation.â
Contrary to his usual carefree attitude, he was very serious when it comes to working.
Lagos and Reville were also initially skeptical of Locus, but now, they fully acknowledge his skills and experience.
I was also trusting him so much that I entrusted almost everything about the Cardis estate to him.
âYou must have heard that merchants will be visiting in a few days. I have finished checking the strawberries and strawberry jams that were supposed to be sold. If itâs fine with the Lord, weâll proceed with the transaction as usual. Do you need anything else?â
âI donât think so. Youâve done a great job, Locus.â
âOf course, I should. After all, thatâs why Iâm getting paid for, right?â
âNo, Locusâ worth is more than what Iâm paying you for. After you got here, it got a lot easier for me to run the Estate. Iâm really grateful that you came to the Cardis Estate with Kroc.â
âWellâŠ!!, Thank you.â
Locus said while managing his facial expression, coughing, as if he was embarrassed by my compliments.
âHEY, whatâs the big deal? Itâs an Estate with only three small villages. You canât even brag about that as some kind of an achievement.â
Locus and I frowned and turned our heads towards the source of the murmur.
There, Kaneff was leaning back and rattling in his chair.
âBOSS, why are you suddenly rubbing salt in the wound?â
âWhat? Am I wrong?â
âItâs not a matter of right or wrong. Itâs true that Locus worked hard, and why are you being such a snob right now?â
ââŠâŠ.â
Kaneff turned his head around with a distressed look, not answering my question.
Locus, who watched the scene, asked as if it was ridiculous.
âLord. Why did you ask me to come here all of a sudden? Didnât you usually come to the Elden village and get the report?â
As he said, most of the time, reports about the estate are heard when I directly visit the Elden village.
But today, Locus was made to come to the farm to report and that too in Kaneffâs room.
âWell, I wanted to do it the usual way, but today, Boss insisted on calling Locus here and getting the reportâŠâŠâŠâ
âHaaâŠ.Whatâs wrong with you all of a sudden, Leader?â
âAhâŠâ
When I said what happened Locus sighed and asked back as if he quickly guessed something.
When Kaneff behaves strangely, there was only one reason.
âIs it because of the honey beer?â
ââŠâŠ.â
Kaneff answered the question with silence.
Locus became a little agitated and raised his voice.
âWhen the honey beer is completed, did you think we would run away with it? Why are you so obsessed with it, Leader?â
âDonât bullsh*t me! You were going to sell the honey beer to the merchants first, arenât you?â
âWe werenât going to sell it. Merchants gather information like ghosts and come looking for it.â
âThatâs the fu*king problem! You should have prevented the information from leaking!â
âWHAT!? We made a brewery in the middle of the fuc*king village. How can there be no rumors? This isnât some kind of a secret military base.â
âYou punk!! How can you compare Honey beer brewery to a secret military base? Of course, Honey beer brewery is more important than a secret military base!â
âHuhâŠ.haha hahaâ
Locus burst out a disappointing laugh at Kaneffâs endless coercion.
It was normal to be angry when the other person makes an absurd statement, but Locus didnât even get angry because Kaneff made a ridiculously absurd statement.
Rather, Locus seemed like he felt it was a waste of time listening to it.
I continued the conversation on behalf of Locus, who was speechless.
âWhat are you so unhappy about, Boss?â
ââŠâŠ?â
ââŠI kept asking you when the honey beer would be finished, but you didnât tell meâŠ. So, I thought maybeâŠyou guys are up to something behind my back.â
âItâs not like I didnât tell because weâre hiding something, itâs because we donât know either. I donât ask Raccoon grandpa about the beer on purpose because I was afraid that it might make him feel pressured.â
Until now Raccoon grandpa had been just making honey beer in little quantities in his basement. It was his first time making beer on such a large scale.
So naturally, like everyone he became nervous as he kept worrying about failure.
Thus, people around him, including myself, deliberately refrained from asking him questions about beer production.
Only a few days ago, I got the news from Raccoon grandpa that the results could be expected soon.
When I explained Raccoon grandpaâs situation in detail, Kaneff showed a slightly softened attitude.
âThen⊠you arenât going to sell honey beer to merchants?â
âWell⊠If the brewery operates normally, we will naturally sell beer to merchants.â
âI KNEW IT?â
âAh! Donât get me wrong. Iâll secure enough honey beer for Boss. I also want the farm members and the villagers to enjoy honey beer.â
When Raccoon grandpa accepted my proposal of making honey beer, he said he want the honey beer produced here to help the estate, but for me rather than selling the beer to merchants at a high price, the happiness of people around me enjoying the delicious beer was the first priority.
ââŠreally?â
âYeah⊠Why would I lie to Boss?â
âUm.â
When I spoke truthfully about my thoughts on honey beer, Kaneff loosened his distorted expression and returned to his usual appearance.
âIf you say that much, wellâŠâ
He glanced at me while looking around.
It was as if I was looking at Speranza, who when get to know what she did was wrong and didnât know what to do after.
I smiled generously and nodded my head to Kaneff.
-TUK.
Locus, who was next to me tapped my arm. When I turned my head, he whispered to me in an incredulous tone.
âHow on earth did you persuade that stubborn leader?â
âHuh? Werenât you watching from the side?â
âIâm asking because I donât understand!â
âWell⊠Just calmly explainingâŠâ
When I answered as if it was nothing big, Locus said with a crumpled face.
âMan, You should have been a member of the Black Hawk Unit⊠You would have saved many lives.â
Seeing the nostalgic feeling in his eyes, it seemed like he was recalling the memories of his past suffering.
âWhat are you two whispering about?â
âPhew⊠nothing, Leader.â
When the story ended on a good note. Someone suddenly came in, while opening the door very hard.
âSIHYEON, SIHYEONâ!
âAndras?â
I was surprised at the sudden loud sound of the door, and the person who opened the door.
It was because Andras was someone who was always careful about his manners and that Andras opened the door without knocking.
âAndras, whatâs the matter?â
âIâŠ, I just got a call from Elden town.â
âWhat happened to the village?â
Andras gulped once with a nervous look and slowly continued.
âHoney beer⊠honey beer is ready.â
BAM!
A chair rolled on the floor as the excited Kanef jumped to his feet.
But nobody in the room cared about it.
âIs that true?â
âWhat? I only called Sihyeon to taste it. Why are there so many people?â
Raccoon grandpa could not hide his bewildered face when he saw the people gathered in front of the brewery.
From the farm, I, Locus, Andras, Alfred, and from the Elden village Lagos, Reveille, and Kroc gathered here as soon as we heard the news.
Lia was unable to come here because she was in charge of taking care of the children, and Kaneff remained on the farm of his own accord.
According to Kaneff, a barrel doesnât seem to be enough to appease his appetite, so he said he would come next time when the production increases.
Except for Lia and Kaneff, it could be said that those who knew the taste of honey beer gathered as soon as they heard the news.
âIâm sorry, grandpa. Everyone said they wanted to see the honey beerâŠ.â
âAre you guys really here just to look around? Your eyes are saying that you would grab me by the collar if you donât get to drink it.â
âHahaha.â
I burst into laughter awkwardly.
As Raccoon grandpa said, hot aspirations were pouring out from the eyes of those waiting.
Raccoon grandpa grumbled in a small voice as if he didnât like the attention.
âTsk tsk, there seem to be so many people in the Estate who has nothing to doâŠâ
Raccoon grandpa complained but asked us to follow him by flicking his finger.
We immediately followed him.
Instead of entering the brewery, we went down the stairs leading to the basement through the road to the left of the building.
A large wooden door could be seen at the end of the stairs.
Beyond the wooden door was the underground storage facility for beer made in the brewery.
It was a storage facility that was incomparable to the basement under the Raccoon grandpaâs herbal shop.
Most of the space was still empty in the underground storage facility. There were only a few large oak barrels in the space close to the entrance.
Raccoon grandpa took a glass he had prepared and headed for the oak barrel.
Everyone stared at him quietly.
âItâs not fully matured yet, but by now we can tell whether itâs a success or not.â
He took the glass and opened the top of the oak barrel. Honey beer poured out with the sound of gas bursting.
Soon, the glass was filled with beer to the point where bubbles overflowed.
The unique barley scent of beer spreads softly.
-Gulp!
The sound of someone swallowing saliva resonated in everyoneâs ears.
My mouth felt dry as if I had been given a signal.
Raccoon grandpa gave the glass full of beer to me.
I asked, looking at the beer glass.
âDoesnât grandpa always have the first drink?â
âThis is the first honey beer made in the Cardis Estate brewery. Of course, you, the Lord, should receive the first cup.â
Raccoon grandpa handed the beer glass with a serious and playful look.
I took the beer glass with a stiff expression.
The smell of honey, flowers, and trees rose through the unique scent of the beer.
I briefly looked at everyone with anxious expressions, and finally exchanged eyes with Raccoon grandpa.
Then I slowly took the glass in my hand to my mouth.
-GulpâŠgulpâŠgulpâŠgulpâŠ
After emptying half of the beer in the glass, I took the glass out of my mouth.
âHowâŠ, how is it?â
Raccoon grandpa asked me with a mixture of anxiety and expectation, perhaps because it was his first beer made in the brewery.
Others blinked while waiting for my answer.
I showed my satisfaction with a bright smile on my face, and thumbs up with one hand!
âHahahaha!â
My reaction made Raccoon grandpa laugh with relief and joy.
At the same time, the eyes of the people who gathered here began to sparkle with anticipation.