The eleventh day after the New Year's Festival.

"Um... Your husband... I think it's time..."

Crowe glances at Kite, who said something strange to the stick.... What the hell are you talking about?

"Look, I gave him a drink before last May's festival..."

"Steamed liquor. Come on."

Although the drinking combination of Kate and Bart points the water, Crowe is still a confused body.

"Isn't it time for a new one... you know, when you finished" maturing "or something?

That being said, Crowe understood the intentions of the Swallow Guards for the first time. I could understand...

"... no, nothing. After that, I'm not planting a new minute, am I?

Together (...) staring at Crowe with a stunned look who said so.

Yes, not only Kate and Bart, but also Maria and Hank and, at the end of the day, Paul and the servants below Anna, stare at Crowe with a flashing look.

Come here. Crowe understood how much Vinstadt's face was waiting for the distillery.

"Oh no..."

"Nothing..."

When people mourn me with a voice that says I have no body or world, I feel like Crowe has done something wrong too. Fermentation alone does not take long - worst of all, it is possible to substitute with alchemy - but there are several complex reactions involved in subsequent maturation, so how could it not be done with alchemy? Ultrasound can be irradiated to shorten the maturation period, but it still takes six months.

"I mean..."

"Six months from now..."

I just felt sorry for Crowe and decided to offer some of the things that were aging in Odrant.

"Kuh, this is it!

"I knew steamed liquor would work."

"I'm sorry, sir..."

"No, I'm all that obsessed too... no, I didn't think I was looking forward to it"

"Master, is' maturation 'something that takes that long?

For the first time in six months, it was the healer, Fray, who had questioned Maria and Hank with a straight face, obsessed with the swallowing guard combination and frequent fright at the request of his companions. So Crowe explained what it was like to age alcohol... but here it turns out that I didn't even think about it.

"... what? Doesn't this country have the idea of 'ripening'?

"Yes, at least leave the liquor unattended… that's the first thing I hear about 'aging'"

Crowe, surprised by the unexpected, also checks with the matching dabbles and peters, but the answers returned were the same.

Said, whether it be wine or ale, alcohol is the iron rule to drink early. If the brewing technique is immature and has not been sterilized or filtered, the flavor will fade after leaving it for a long time, and it often rots and becomes sour. Reasonably... when I said I would age last year, it was because everyone was circling their eyes.

"In your husband's country, do you have any aged liquor?

"Oh, twenty or thirty years isn't uncommon, and I've drunk something aged over sixty years."

When Crowe said that, they were all out of line.

"No... Didn't you say the same thing before?

"Uh... just in case, let's make sure again..."

I couldn't seem to understand how the swallowing guards would say that it was incredible to plant alcohol that I couldn't drink during my life if I did poorly.

"Instead, you can drink alcohol made before you were born."

"I see..."

"Cause and effect," he said.

"... Isn't that a little different?

From there, the story will be about artificial fast aging, Crowe explains that what he tried last year was ultrasound aging.

"Ultrasound?

"Oh. You're the one who destroyed Davar's brain."

When Crowe said so, two of Kate and Bart stared at Davar, who looked disgusted. According to what I mentioned later, it's why I felt uncomfortable seeing my head like a barrel or something (OK).

"Did I offend you? I'm sorry."

"No… but other than its ultrasound and doings, is there any other way to accelerate aging?

"No? You're also famous in my world for the way you sink into the sea."

With that said, Kate and Bart look at each other...

"Ship?"

"Shipwreck?

"" Sake Bottle! "

"... you guys, explain it to me so I can figure it out"