Spirit’s Paradise And The Idle Another World Life

I left it to Nomos to create a distiller, and I built a building to distill. I just crawled through the rocks though.

"Nomos, we're ready for this one, but the distiller worked?

"Hmm, well, it took shape. You can use it later and then adjust it."

Adjust or... It's very convenient to think that you can fine-tune it later even though it's all glass except where you put alcohol in and out. I'm just a little tired.

The eyes that look at me also host a slightly resentful light, and I guess I have something to think about leaving Dine tense.... Yeah, let's pretend not to notice.

"Wow, that's what I explained."

There is a box of glass about the size of a polytank of kerosene containing eighteen litres, and a box of glass about half of which is connected by a glass tube. The tube is turned glued to the side like a spring, just as I asked.

I've never seen a distiller in person, so I can't say for sure it's perfect, but it looks like a complete distiller. Why don't you give it a try? But I'm really worried that the distiller that my amateur wrote will work.

Let out the building I built earlier in the free space in the center and install the distiller... Oh, I was thinking about ventilation all the time and didn't think about where to put it on fire.

There are no fire spirits in the meantime, and it would be easier to adjust the temperature when heating with charcoal. Do you want to use the baking table this time?

Of course Nomos is watching Deene and Dory with excitement, and it's hard to say I forgot to make it now. Let's start by adding charcoal to the grill table and summon a bell to make charcoal.

"Yum, I'm shivering."

Bell is intrigued by the glass distiller. He observes the distiller gleaming around reflecting the light of the day entering through the window. I see. I know all the time. I'm feeling it, but do you know what it is?

"Yeah, it's the glass distiller Nomos made for me. It's beautiful."

It's beautiful from me, and I think there's something cool about the way glassware looks. But I need you to light a charcoal fire now.

"Belle, I'm sorry, but turn this fire up."

"No."

Belle decides to piss off the salute she just remembered yesterday and flies off to the baking table with joy. Sounds like you should have poses, not just words. The procedure is perfect because this is the task I have asked for so many times before. Charcoal turns red as soon as I look at it.

Nadenade Bell's head after the assignment, thanking him and going back to play. The distiller was a little gazed at, but I went back to everyone to brag about what I had done.

Later, place the ale in the larger glass box and place it on top of the baking table. The other one is finished on a rock the same height.

"Now you're ready. After that, only the alcohol evaporates at about eighty degrees. If you repeat that twice or three times, pack it in a barrel and put it to sleep for at least three years, you'll be able to drink close to the whiskey you drank last time. (Probably)"

I know I'm going to put alcohol to sleep in oak barrels, but I don't know what kind of tree the oak trees are, so I'm going to have to put them to sleep in wine barrels. This is the limit with the knowledge I've read in comics. And then let Nomos do his best.

I don't know what kind of tree the barrel is because it's raw material and ale and I don't use peat, so I think it would be great if something similar could be done. It would be nice to have something similar.

"Hmm, three years... it's not a short time for Nong, but it's a long time to wait for booze."

Dine and Dory are also nodding at Nomos' words.

"Maybe it does. But they say the alcohol they just distilled is rough and alcoholic, and it doesn't taste very good. Would you like to try it if you could?

"Um, I'm not experiencing anything. Alcohol tastes good, but even if it doesn't taste good, alcohol isn't."

Nomos says a reason I'm not sure. Am I the only one who heard that alcohol would do anything?

"Well, it's gonna take a while from here, so let's just take it easy. It seems best to keep it at about eighty degrees, but I don't know, so I'll keep it hot and boiling."

"Ugh, it's not your sister's turn"

Dine came forward with my words. What a proud expression.

"I don't know the temperature, but if it's water, I know."

Dine said it feels like a burn. It's a terrific face. Without the Spirit of Fire, I thought I would have to rely on the temperature, but if you know the state of the water, do you know the temperature at which the alcohol evaporates?

"Wow, that's the Great Spirit of Water. Don't count on me."

Doya, I care about your face, but honestly praise you because it's true that you can count on it.

"Phew."

Increasingly chesty Dine. It's an eye blessing, but the atmosphere that seems to climb everywhere when praised makes me hesitate to praise Dine.

"Well, if the temperature is too low or too high, I'll adjust it, so tell me"

"Let me!

Don't slap Deene on the chest. It sounds fun and motivating, but I can't cut the Nomos next door looking a little faraway. I guess it's sad that the liquor brewery is going to be Dine-driven if it stays like this.

From there follow Dine's advice and regulate the temperature while keeping the charcoal close or away. After a while, through a tube of glass wrapped in glue, pottery and droplets of water fell into the container of glass on the other side.

"Isn't this the booze that's made alcohol stronger?

Nomos asks with an intriguing face. I wonder how close the distiller and the Nomos face are. If it stays like this, it's going to go through the glass and lick the droplets.

"Nomos, just don't get your hands on it until the first distillation is over."

"I know. Wow!

Nomos says extraordinarily, but I can't trust him when I see the face he seems to want. If it weren't for us, you'd definitely be licking.

The first distillation ended when I had quite a meaningful time fine-tuning the distiller, playing with the Bells who occasionally come to see how things were going, and having a rare and slow conversation with the Great Spirits with no alcohol in them.

Remove the lid and transfer the less alcohol into a glass container. Colorless and transparent, but don't smell like alcohol firmly. Three big spirits with exciting expressions. You want to taste it. Put just a little alcohol in a small plate and give it to the three of you. I hope you don't look so dissapointed because of the small amount.

"Hmm, alcohol is definitely getting stronger. The flavour… the wheat flavour remains marginal, but it is often not delicious."

"Really. Is this going to be a liquor similar to the whiskey Yuta gave me to drink?

"That's true. The whiskey Yuta gave me was amber in color, and I don't think it's going to be anything like that."

The three come to a skeptical gaze. I'm not sure at all because this is my first experience.

"The color should be amber if you put him to sleep in a barrel. It's the whiskey that's going to taste better over time in the barrel."

Probably.

"Really? No wonder."

The spirits are stranger from me.

"Yuta, if distilling ale makes you whiskey, what happens if you distill wine?

"Brandy will be alcoholic. It's delicious, so let's make it when we have time."

Dory snorted at Nico when I said it. Even though she looks and tries to be a deep-window maid, it's somewhat uncomfortable that she really likes alcohol. When I drink, I shrug alcohol off the barrel with a jock.

"Yuta, if you make the distillery bigger and keep the fire alive, I'll bring you the spirit of the liquor-loving fire."

I think Nomos is making some mistake. Nothing. I'm not collecting alcoholic spirits. Silfi brought them here because they were all just liquor lovers.... Is that it? Could it be that Sylphi picks out a big spirit who likes alcohol and brings him here?

... well, okay. Preference is easier with me. If you give them alcohol regularly, they're all in a good mood and easy to ask for.

"I still don't know what will happen, but I might ask you to do it then. I think Sylphie's thinking about it too, so talk about it."

"Uhm."

But what if the facility for the Spirit of Fire is a distiller? It's not what I thought...... I'd like to have a cooler place if I could.

I managed to distil a barrel of alcohol by evening over lunch. The alcohol distilled three times was strong in alcohol for me and the aroma was tight... honestly it wasn't tasty, but I liked Dine unexpectedly. "It's going to be a pong." He keeps saying it. I don't know what it means, but it doesn't seem like a rough feeling.

Nomos and Dory were happy that the alcohol was stronger, but they didn't like the taste. If you like it, you'll make a scene telling me to drink it before I put you to bed for three years, so thank God.

Then I'll keep this barrel.

Dine sees it a bit unfortunate to store it in a magic bag for those who can't stop time. This is the first alcohol I've ever made, and I want to keep this barrel asleep for a long time, so let's have patience this time.

"Deane, I'm going to the labyrinth city soon, so I'm going to buy you some booze, and we'll have a drink later."

"Thank you, Yuta."

Nico and I were stroked in the head. I'm so happy.

"Yuta, Brandy, please."

"Okay. I'll try distilling the wine next time. I did distill the white wine, so I'll buy it for you."

"Hehe, thank you. Looking forward to it."

Dory seems concerned about Brandy. I'd like to give it a try, and you're gonna have wine next. You had some precautions for distilling wine... what was it? I hope I can remember by the time I make it.

"Nomos, it's a process like today, can you make the distiller bigger?

The prototype distiller is small enough to fill a large barrel with alcohol. I want to make it a little bigger.

"Hmm... if you increase the thickness to keep it strong, you can do it big"

"So will you make about three times the distiller of the prototype?

"Um, I'll take care of it. When it's sanctuary, Noon makes a lot of booze, so it's just right for shoulder habit. If you succeed, you can drink all you want."

That's unusual. Nomos is laughing in a circle of desire. Suddenly Nomos said "See you" and disappeared. What's all of a sudden?

... Oh, I see. I can see Silfi and Sarah and the others flying in from afar. You don't like kids that much.

"Welcome home, everyone. How was your day?

"Master, I'm back now. We were able to safely attack Skeleton Knight's nest and Zombie Knight's nest today."

Sarah keeps me well informed. You don't seem to be hurt, and you seem to be doing well. Marco and Kikka are full of energy. I praise you for your hard work. I'm a praise-extending pedagogy, so I have to praise you when I praise you.

Instead of... Sarah and the others are kids, but they don't do anything to piss me off. It's easy as far as I'm concerned, but as a kid, is that okay?

Say thank you to Silfi for Sarah and the others' escort and we'll all have dinner. That night, Silfi just pissed me off. I'm angry that you had such a fun event distilling alcohol in your absence. I apologized with all my might because I was seriously scared.

I tried it on because I came up with it, but if you're a decent adult, you have to be careful around there. Even Silfi loves alcohol. I'm sorry. I'm reflecting.