The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 1218

Chapter 1218: To The Pub

Once the men were all worn out from training and sparring, they migrated to the pub to test out the local beverages.

The bartender didn’t wait for them to ask questions, and poured everyone their first drink as soon as they sat down. He already had a good idea of what everyone liked, based on their orders since they had arrived.

The resort was fully booked for the wedding, and all-inclusive, so there was no good reason not to give them whatever liquors they were after, or to wait for them to order.

Some of the answers were obvious. Spiced Rum for the Wrath Demons, Ale for the Dwarves. But some were less obvious. The bartender had no idea what humans drank other than wine, but the human smelled part Dwarf, so maybe he liked Ale?

That was what the bartender went with. Even only part Dwarf, he should still appreciate Fae Dwarven Ale.

Now, the miners at the Lithium mine were not unfamiliar with strong drink. They regularly made honey mead and every spring brought a new batch of maple sap rum. But what they were unfamiliar with was a drink as refined as Dwarven Ale.

The taste, the lingering magic, the overall effect. Nothing that he had ever tasted before could compare to that first sip.

"This is absolutely wonderful. I don’t even know what it is made of, but we might have to plant some of it near the mines." Jake sighed.

The Dwarves laughed at his reaction, then nodded in agreement. "You would need someone with a bit more training. The Dwarven Ale is a magical brew in the most literal sense. You can’t just brew it with conventional equipment.

But with the power level of your continent coming up, you might actually be able to find a few that were willing to move in order to establish a new brewery.

The ingredients aren’t uncommon, they just need the skill to brew it perfectly."

The Fae hosts smiled as they poured everyone’s second round of drinks.

"Yes, even here in the Fae Realm, which has entire nations of Dwarves, it is hard to find a true Brewmaster. Though, as I recall, that was once a class option for your planet.

The advantages that the System give to your people are absolutely unfair. One of my cousins went there when she failed out of school, hoping to get enough of a benefit that she could catch up to her peers." One of the Dryads serving food agreed.

"How long ago was that?" Karl asked.

"We were kids, and the timeline between the two worlds doesn’t really match. The Fae Realm fluctuates differently. But I would guess that it’s about fifteen thousand years ago in your world?" He replied.

Jake coughed as he choked on his ale. "You are fifteen thousand years old?"

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