It took more than half an hour to finally complete the distillation of the first barrel of jade spirit.

At this moment, the faces of the people next to the distiller were a little red, because the aroma of the distilled wine was so strong.

If it weren't for the shop selling wine in front of it, the smell of wine would probably attract a large group of dwarves.

"Okay, Raymond, put out the fire first!" Nalant immediately gave the order.

"Narant, is this good?" Natasha stepped forward curiously, looking curiously at the emerald spirit distilled out of the barrel.

There didn't seem to be any changes, and I didn't see any raw materials being licked into Nalant. He just simply burned them with fire, which was no different from boiling water.

Could this increase the strength of the wine?

"Yes, that's enough." Nalant nodded.

Although he is not yet sure to what extent the strength of this distilled liquor can be improved, he feels that it will at least be stronger than the original Jade Spirit.

With that said, Nalant stepped forward directly and came to the edge of the barrel. He then took a cup from the big stone and scooped out a small cup of distilled liquor.

Under everyone's gaze, Nalant put it directly to his mouth and took a sip.

Haha!

When the wine entered his mouth, Nalant showed an expression of surprise for a moment, and then let out a professional sigh like an old drunkard.

Anyone who has heard such a gasping sound must know that this means that the alcohol has reached a certain level.

"Narant, how's it going? Is it successful?" Natasha obviously didn't understand. Fortunately, seeing Narant's happy face, he guessed that it was more likely to be successful.

"Natasha, come and give it a try!" Nalant smiled knowingly and immediately handed the cup to Natasha's mouth.

Natasha was really curious about the method Nalant said. She wanted to find out whether it was true that boiling water could enhance the strength of wine, so she did not refuse.

He immediately pursed his red lips and reached for the wine glass.

Gudong!

Natasha was so fearless that she took a sip of it like drinking wine.

puff!

The next moment, without any surprise, Natasha spit out a mouthful of strong wine.

Cough cough cough!

"Narant, you are teasing me!" While coughing, Natasha sullenly spoke to Narant.

Where is the wine here?

I guess even poison is not that spicy.

"Haha, Natasha, don't I want you to know whether my method is successful?" Seeing Natasha's anger, Nalant immediately stepped forward to pat her on the back, and then handed her a

Double the boiling water.

"snort!"

After drinking the boiled water, the burning sensation in Natasha's mouth finally subsided a lot, and she snorted angrily.

However, thinking of the changes in the emerald fire wine, she still couldn't help but said: "Nalant, this is too amazing. If I hadn't seen with my own eyes that the emerald fire wine that was put in was the emerald fire wine, I would have doubted whether you were lying.

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"Haha, do I need to lie to people about such a trivial matter?"

After tasting this distilled liquor, although Nalant could not estimate the exact alcohol content, it was definitely not much worse than the low-alcohol liquor in his previous life.

Moreover, the ordinary fire wine and fire wine in this world do not reach the degree of liquor at all.

In this way, his distilled jade spirit definitely has a high chance of winning the competition.

Thinking that he would become a dwarven weapons sales contractor in the future, Nalant felt that the future was promising.

At that moment, he worked even harder to brew the remaining four barrels of jade spirit.

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Time passed to the early morning two days later.

But this morning, the rising sun had just risen from the east, and the streets where the dwarves gathered were already crowded with people.

Because, today is the three-year winemaking competition.

Both the dwarves and the humans who came to the Forge Castle were very interested in what kind of wine would win this year.

For this reason, the place where the dwarves held the wine-making competition was specially chosen in the open space outside the gathering place, so that it could accommodate tens of thousands of spectators.

Nalant also got up early today and asked Quick and others to load four barrels of distilled emerald spirit into the carriage and prepare to take it to the competition location.

Of course, before going to the competition, Nalant personally went to Filet's Tavern.

It's not that I went to buy wine, but I was betting that my storm leader would win.

That's an odds of fifty times. Since he has a high probability of winning, Nalant will naturally not let go of this opportunity.

Five hundred gold coins were placed on his head at once.

The reason why I only bet 500 coins was not because Narant’s capital was not enough, but because I was worried that if I bet too much, I would win money and people would hold a grudge.

As for the bet of 500 gold coins, if he really wins, the compensation will only be 25,000 gold coins.

Such a small amount of gold coins, compared to the reputation of Philly's Tavern, should not make them jump over the wall.

Narant knew that there was an imperial backer standing behind the Philly Tavern.

After the bet was completed and the bet tickets were collected, he waved his hand and led his subordinates towards the competition location.

When they arrived at the competition venue, it was already crowded with people.

In front of the crowd, a large open space has been reserved. In front of the open space, a high platform has also been set up.

There are many seats reserved on the high platform, which should be for the various forces participating in the competition and the dwarves and other high-level officials.

Nalant took out the competition iron plate he got when registering, and led by the dwarf soldiers to the back of the high platform without any hindrance.

"Mario, I'll leave the rest to you!" Arriving behind the high platform, Nalant told Mario.

"Yes, sir!"

After receiving Mario's answer, Nalant took Natasha towards the seats on the high platform.

He was not planning to appear in person to participate in the competition today. The reason was simple, lest the people in the Emerald Tavern recognize him.

In addition, the spirits for this competition were all prepared in advance, so it would be the same no matter whether Narante played or not. In the end, the spirits would do the talking.

When Nalant came to the high platform and sat down, there were already many human nobles participating in the competition around him.

He simply took Natasha and sat on the side to avoid the inconvenience of sitting in the middle and squeezing around.

"Boy, you really dare to come!"

Not long after Nalant sat down, a strange and strange sound suddenly came from his ears.

"How come you are a disgusting guy everywhere!" Nalant knew who the voice belonged to without even looking.

The second prince of Cory of the Bach Empire.

"Boy, don't think that you'll be fine if you stay in the Furnace Castle. Unless you stay here for the rest of your life, as long as you leave the Furnace Castle, I will definitely let you know the consequences of offending me, Corey!"

With Corey's identity, the seat is naturally close to the center, or even to the side of the King of the Hill.

And the reason why he appeared here was to find Nalant.

That day Narant humiliated him in public, and he has never forgotten it till now.

"Idiot!" Nalant just rolled his eyes at him.

Valley

"Boy, just wait!" Corey also knew that he could not take advantage of Nalant verbally, so after saying a word, he left fiercely surrounded by several nobles.

"Your Highness Corey, who is that boy? He dares to provoke you?"

After Corey left, the noble young people around him couldn't help but curiously asked.

They are all nobles of a small principality, which is attached to the Bach Empire.

Therefore, when I saw someone who didn't even give Corey face, I was naturally curious.

"He's just a country bumpkin who came out of nowhere. By the way, have you ever heard of the Stormland?" Corey didn't bother to answer.

But, having said that, he actually still doesn't know where Nalant comes from.

The last time they met at Master Moore's house, he only knew that Narant and Roll were friends.

But when he registered that day, he learned that Nalant came from a place called Storm Territory.

But he didn't know where the Storm Territory belonged, and he planned to check it out when he went back. Then he would be sure that it belonged to that principality. Not only would he take revenge on Nalant himself, but he would also take revenge on that principality.

No one can offend him, the second prince of the Bach Empire, without paying the price.

"Storm Territory? Your Highness Corey, it seems that our alliance does not have this principality!"

"I've heard of this name before. Could it be a great nobleman from a certain principality?"
To be continued...