The next few drinks were an eye-opener for Roland.
Some were like coffee, slightly bitter but emitting a strong fragrance. Some were like soup, delicious and warm the stomach. The most unique one was one that he could not even remember. If he had to name it, he could only make up a word to name it: Fire Dragon Wine.
It was not the wine made from dragon fruit, but the dragon flame in his imagination. When it entered the mouth, there was a burning sensation, as if lava had rushed into the mouth. Then there was a scorching smell, as if his tongue had been roasted. Finally, there was a juicy fruit fragrance, mixed with the slightly intoxicating taste of wine.
The longer it was kept in the mouth, the longer the aftertaste. If it was in winter, it would definitely be an irresistible drink.
Probably seeing Roland's intoxicated expression, Nightingale could not help but show herself, licking her lips and asking, "Your Majesty, is it really that good?"
"Try it and you'll know." Roland handed the cup to her.
Soon, Nightingale hummed with satisfaction, and her eyes narrowed into slits.
"I've tasted it." Vendy showed a sympathetic expression. "Its taste is really irresistible."
After drinking all the Fire Dragon Wine, Roland burped unwillingly. "Is there any more of this drink?"
Evelyn shook her head. "I can't repeat the result last time... The new ability is completely irregular."
"Can't repeat it?" Roland was a little startled. After Vendy explained the test in detail, he finally understood why she was distressed.
This ability could turn water, wine or other liquids into drinks, but it could not control which kind of drink it was. In other words, the finished product was different every time.
It consumed much more magic power than the conversion of alcohol. It could only be used once a day, and the amount it could convert was quite limited, almost equal to the capacity of a wine barrel. Roland had seen the round wooden barrels in taverns, which could store about one cubic meter of wine.
So far, Evelyn had used the new ability five times, and got five different drinks with different flavors.
At the thought of not knowing when he could drink the Fire Dragon Wine again, or maybe never again, Roland felt full of regret.
This was probably the reason why Evelyn was disappointed.
For witches, the High Awakening could be regarded as a new life, and even had the opportunity to jump from a non-combat witch to a combat witch. Although he repeatedly stressed that every witch's ability had great potential, Evelyn, who came from Sleeping Island, still could not completely change her mind.
Roland knew that she had always thought that her brewing skills were terrible. Now that she had finally evolved, her new ability didn't change fundamentally. She just changed from wine to more drinks, and she couldn't even control the result. She was even more depressed.
He did not have a good solution to this. It usually took time to change stereotypes. When a large number of assistant witches shone in Neverwinter, the witches' mentality would naturally change.
But he absolutely did not think that this ability was useless.
The Age of Great Voyages, which started in the pursuit of spices, and the Silk Road, which flourished because of the trade of porcelain and silk, all proved that people had a demand and desire for luxury goods. These drinks were indisputable luxury goods — the exquisite taste, the unique feeling, and the beauty that added a touch of brilliance to this boring world. No matter which era it was in, it would be sought after by people.
And it almost cost nothing!
For example, if the Fire Dragon Wine was sold to the Fjords and other kingdoms, it would not be strange to exchange it for the same weight of a Golden Dragon.
There would always be some rich merchants and nobles who had too much money to spend who would pay for it.
As for the war caused by greed for luxury goods... they should be thankful that Roland did not rob them. Robbing Neverwinter was no different from committing suicide.
Evelyn was undoubtedly a moving mountain of gold.
Moreover, trade was not the only use of the drinks.
Historical experience had taught him that things that were widely loved by the masses could often play a role in spreading culture and ideas.
In addition, in the arduous war years, if the soldiers fighting on the outer edge of the Impassable Mountain Range could drink a bag of drinks transported from Neverwinter to the front, it would definitely greatly boost the morale of the army.
It could strengthen the unity of the people and stabilize the confidence of the people to fight against the Battle of Divine Will.
"In the future, in addition to alcohol... no, high-alcohol conversion, I'll specially build a drink storage for you," Roland said decisively. "You can use all the remaining magic power on the new ability. I believe that everyone who drinks it will be fascinated by it."
"Okay, okay... Your Majesty." Although Evelyn agreed, she still looked a little doubtful.
She did not realize her own value.
But Roland did not say what he thought in his heart. He knew that as long as he continued to do it, Evelyn would see the changes brought about by her Chaotic Power sooner or later.
"As for their names, let's call them Chaos Drinks," Roland said with a smile.
*****
After the welcome banquet in the evening, Astrologer of Dispersion Star walked into the study of His Majesty.
He had served three Wimbledon kings. Including Roland Wimbledon, Dispersion Star was the fourth king.
And Roland was also the king that puzzled him the most.
Putting aside the ridiculous and frivolous rumors in the capital, this young ruler always gave him an unfathomable feeling. It was not that he was arrogant, nor was he pretending to be profound. It was as if... his way of thinking was beyond the scope of an ordinary person, leaving him at a loss as to what to do.
That reply was the best proof of that.
Astrologer of Dispersion Star had never seen a king so indifferent to the news of the Star of Extinction. Half of the letter was a greeting and the other half was an invitation for the Astrology Association to move to the Western Region. The letter also claimed that there was a better astronomical telescope here, which could fully meet the needs of stargazing. At the end of the letter, Roland unhurriedly mentioned that Neverwinter had found new clues about the Bloody Moon and needed to discuss with the astrologers.
Roland read the whole letter without surprise or fear, as if he had casually answered "Oh, I see."
Actually, even when Roland Wimbledon first appeared in the observatory and learned about the existence of the Star of Extinction, he was not too surprised.
Even though it was a blessing for the people to have such a calm and collected king, the feeling of not receiving too much attention when his lifelong pursuit had finally been realized was still a little uncomfortable.
The room was brightly lit. His Majesty was writing something, and the table was covered with thick documents. Dispersion Star had not seen such a scene for a long time.
"Good evening, Your Majesty." He bowed with a slight sense of relief. "The Astrology Association sends its greetings to you."
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