Novel Full 390 Tipsy Conversations
Many of the nobility found themselves pleased when the servants brought out the drinks and quickly received a drink. “Didn’t you already say that had you run out of supply?”
When the evening banquet started, there actually had been some Humble Blaze included, but it was quickly drank off by some of the more alcoholic nobility before the others were even given a chance to taste it.
“This is not from our current stock, Sir.” A servant replied as he served them a drink.
“Really? Did Count Gabriel bring this? Do you think they have an ample supply? I want to purchase some…”
“Shh, look the Countess is about to speak and there’s someone with her. Do you know who that one is? I haven’t seen her before.”
“You can listen all you want, but I’m drinking what I can get now before all of this goes away.”
Baron Hugh had served them wine and other fine alcohol, but he was unable to get enough supply of Humble Blaze due to how much the market was getting them.
The merchants bought up all the alcohol from Dionysia Brewery and while there was already an allocated price established in Inanis City, a number of the merchants decided to become greedy and hoard it among themselves to decrease the supply and increase the price to turn a profit.
Lucius didn’t particularly concern himself with how the merchants operated as long as he was able to turn a profit, but it did occur to him that he could start selling Humble Blaze at a higher profit margin if he wished to sell to the nobility and not go with a middleman if he so desired.
‘But this isn’t my main agenda tonight. While everyone’s distracted, I’ll approach Viscount Felldan.’ Lucius thought as he made his way to the noble.
“Good evening everyone. It has come to my attention that Humble Blaze has quickly grown to become a well-loved drink amongst our people and so, it is with great interest that I present to you the one behind it all. Miss Alessa here is the owner of Dionysia Brewery and the creator of Humble Blaze.”
“Ah, thank you so much, Countess. I hope everyone will enjoy my gifts tonight.” Alessa said with a practiced smile. “It is a recipe that is quite dear to my heart, so I hope everyone drinks to their heart’s content.”
Everyone’s gazes were on them. Even Viscount Felldan looked interested but Lucius quickly grabbed a couple of bottles from the servants and drew closer to the Viscount with a smile on his face.
“Viscount Felldan, would you care to drink a little more tonight?” Lucius asked.
Viscount Felldan’s gaze fell to the two bottles in the young Lord Asher’s hands and he couldn’t help but smirk in amusement.
“I was not aware that you are an alcoholic, Young Lord Asher. Do you have the same tolerance as your father?”
“It’s more of the fact that I know everyone will be trying to get their hands on as much Humble Blaze as possible so I’m securing enough drinks for the rest of the evening,” Lucius said as he placed the bottles down on the table nearby.
“Thinking ahead, yes, I’ve noticed that you are always one step ahead. It seems with current events and even this.” Viscount Felldan mused as he accepted a drink from the servant and drained it in one go.
Lucius took it as a chance to open one of the bottles and refilled the older man’s cup. “I wouldn’t exactly say so, but if I were, I would say that you are also most excellent with it as well. One can almost say that if there’s anyone to be inspired with… it could also be you that one can take inspiration.”
“You flatter me. I’m not sure if your father would be so happy to hear that, though.” Viscount Felldan mused aloud as he sipped again. “He has mentioned you before. Do you know that?”
“What kind of father does not mention his son, Viscount Felldan?” Lucius raised a brow with a precise smile.
“Perhaps so. But I do attest that you have changed drastically since your time after the Gisir War. A battle can truly change a person, does it not? Certain events in one’s life become a turning point.”
“Indeed. I nearly lost my life back then.” Lucius said. He was happy to let the Viscount presume that his changes were born out of the war as a life-changing event. “Do you have similar events, Viscount Felldan? I’m afraid that I was a poor listener to my father before and preferred to deal with swords than anything else.”
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“You humble yourself, Viscount Felldan.”
“In terms of reputation, I was severely lacking behind your father. But that is a natural occurrence. Your father is incredible with the sword… not just in the sword, but in many aspects. I sometimes fear that I just attract attention because I haven’t aged a day.” Viscount Felldan smiled and rubbed his face. “You can surely imagine what it’s like to look much younger than others? At this age, it is a blessing, but when you’re younger, it does make one get worried.”
“You’ve had issues with your gift?” Lucius raised a brow.
“When you are born, some tend to have a natural affinity for using one’s gift. Can you imagine how worrisome it was for a mother to see that their child was growing delayed even after several months? They presumed I was sick until they decided to take me to the ceremony to appraise the gift. I’ve also had an extensive amount of Aether, which proved to be a bit of an issue.” Viscount Felldan chuckled. “It wasn’t until I was a bit older did I learn how to use my gift properly, and now I use it to my advantage.”