Chapter 840: Chapter 619: The Culinary Temptations of the Elf Clan (Part 2)

But the drink before them was entirely different.

It had no color, crystal clear, and the aroma it emitted was quite unique.

Tonglu swore he’d lived over a hundred years and had never smelled such a rich fragrance, mellow and lasting.

He sniffed and instinctively swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling a craving for alcohol starting to stir.

The Legendary Warrior licked his lips and couldn’t help but reach for a glass, boldly tossing it into his mouth.

The transparent liquid entered his mouth, a unique spiciness spread across, making Tonglu involuntarily shiver, sweet and refreshing...

As the drink entered, its rich aroma spread in his mouth, the aftertaste lingering, the stimulation and spiciness teasing his taste buds, making Tonglu moan involuntarily:

"Hiss... Ah..."

The fine wine entered, and Tonglu felt his whole body warm up, with beads of sweat appearing faintly on his forehead.

Refreshing! Potent!

"What is this wine?!"

The Dwarf Warrior’s eyes widened, asking with curiosity and anticipation.

This wine... suited his taste perfectly.

No, or rather, suited a dwarf’s taste perfectly!

"This is distilled spirit, but... Mr. Tonglu, you can also call it Er Guotou! It’s a specialty of our Elf Forest! It’s our secret specialty brew!"

Little Xian Miao replied with a laugh.

"Er Guotou? Another strange name..."

Tonglu muttered.

But vaguely, he felt like he’d heard that name somewhere before...

"Huh? Er Guotou? Isn’t that the name of the precious exotic wine Father got from the Aries Kingdom not long ago?!"

The Dwarf Prince beside Tonglu exclaimed in surprise.

Precious exotic wine?!

Tonglu was slightly taken aback, then suddenly recalled where he’d heard that name...

It was more than half a year ago when the Dwarf King obtained a precious fine wine from a human black market merchant, seemingly with that name...

That bottle of wine, the Dwarf King treasured greatly, and Tonglu had never tasted it.

"Er Guotou? Is this Er Guotou?! Was it brewed by you guys?!"

Tonglu’s expression was filled with surprise.

Then he couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration:

"Indeed, it’s fine wine!"

Little Xian Miao’s smile grew brighter:

"If Mr. Tonglu likes it, we can set up a special trade caravan in the future! So more dwarf friends can taste this fine wine! This is much better than letting those human black market merchants earn the markup, if you buy more, we can even offer a discount!"

"A caravan!"

Tonglu’s eyes lit up, his mind wandering.

"Great, I’ll suggest it to His Majesty the King when I get back!"

He nodded.

But he thought for a moment and asked with some expectation:

"Um... Lord Xiao Xian, would the Elf Clan be willing to sell the brewing method of this Er Guotou?"

Little Xian Miao shrugged:

"That’s beyond help, this wine is specially made by our Mengmeng Committee, and actually, Er Guotou comes in many types, all guilds brew theirs differently, and ours at the Mengmeng Committee, is of the best quality!"

Of course, it’s the best.

To brew the purest distilled spirit in the "Elf Kingdom", she specially spent money to hire professionals in the real world to teach the methods and techniques.

Even the guild brewing equipment was combined with the magic of the Segis World for modification.

Not only that, to surpass the natural guild’s distillery established by that Dema guy, Little Xian Miao spent a considerable amount of contribution points to develop a magic-enhanced liquor.

The distilled spirit right in front of him was no ordinary liquor, it also possessed special effects of strengthening the body.

Tonglu was quite fond of this unique fine wine, after taking a sip, he couldn’t stop.

Until that large glass of distilled spirit went into his stomach, he finally stopped with reluctance.

He didn’t intentionally suppress the alcohol’s effect, and the liquor’s aftereffects were beyond his expectation; even as a Legend, after drinking a large glass of distilled spirit, he faintly felt a little drunk...

One must know, if it were beer, he’d need to drink at least a barrel to get this wonderful feeling.

"Good wine!"

The Dwarf Legendary Warrior praised again.

Tonglu subconsciously brought the glass back to his lips, but was disappointed to find it was already all gone.

"Is it all gone already?"

He murmured with lingering desire.

And just then, a pleasant and melodious voice sounded in front of him:

"Do you need a refill?"

"A refill? Yes, yes!"

Tonglu was taken aback, then nodded repeatedly.

He put down the glass and looked towards the source of the voice, then... his expression froze slightly.

He saw a tiny creature, roughly thirty centimeters tall, flitting on the long table in front of him. She looked no different from an elf, but with a pair of splendid wings, like a dancing butterfly.

In her hands, she was holding a ceramic wine jar, from which a rich, tempting aroma of wine emanated.

She gave Tonglu a sweet smile, then cheerfully filled the Dwarf Warrior’s glass in front of him.

Soon, the glass was filled again with crystal-clear distilled spirits.

"Please enjoy at your leisure."

The little creature with the wine jar giggled, showing her cute little dimples, then flapped her beautiful wings and flew off to other parts of the long table.

And only after the little creature flew far away did Tonglu return to his senses from his daze.

He rubbed his temples and muttered to himself:

"Am I drunk? How am I seeing such a tiny elf? And with butterfly wings..."