I Became a Food Developer in Another World - Chapter 54
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‘I’ll have to come back to pay anyway.’
I muttered to myself as I watched Ayla dash off without even calculating.
“Hey! You have to pay before you go!”
As expected, Ayla had to be led back to the tavern by the staff.
After hastily calculating the bill, Ayla tried to leave the tavern again.
“If you leave now, I’ll never see your face again.”
“!”
Aria’s threats made me stop without even being able to step on the threshold of the tavern.
“What are you doing? Sit down.”
Aria was red in the face and very drunk.
Ayla noticed this and sent me a request for help with a look in her eyes, asking me to do something, but I pretended not to see the signal and passed by.
I don’t want to meddle in other people’s family affairs, and I think it would be better for them to reconcile.
‘I need Ayla’s help to make distilled liquor.’
In the end, Ayla had to sit awkwardly across from us.
“… … Do you have something to say?”
“Fight me.”
“What?”
“Making potions.”
Ayla looked at Aria with a surprised expression. But this wasn’t drunken nonsense.
Aria’s eyes were looking at Ayla more directly than ever.
“okay.”
Aila also nodded seriously in the end.
‘Potion’ is a basic skill that a wizard of the Blue Tower must have.
They were the ones who could either save or kill people with potions.
Because the potions of the Blue Tower were of all types, including potions of pain, recovery, and death.
Ayla was one of the few magicians in the Blue Tower who could make this potion.
‘That’s amazing.’
The magical power released from Ayla takes the form of a stream of water and flows into an empty cup.
I could immediately feel that the density of magical power contained in that water was tremendous.
If you make a poison potion, it will kill a person instantly, and if you make a recovery potion, it will be a superior potion that can instantly heal wounds.
Ayla’s magical power manipulation was so advanced that it seemed like the results of the contest might have been different if magical power had been able to affect the ‘Potion of Not Falling Asleep’.
however.
“Don’t expect me to overlook anything, just do it properly.”
Ayla’s hand stopped at Aria’s words.
Then the density of magical power increased further.
“Please pour me some alcohol.”
“Oh, yes.”
I poured the wine I was drinking into a goblet filled with Ayla’s magic.
Then, only pure alcohol boiled up and formed a liquid in the air.
Ayla emptied the glass containing the impurities of the wine and mixed the filtered alcohol with her magic.
‘I think you’d be good at making distilled liquor too.’
With that level of magical power manipulation ability, wouldn’t it be possible to increase the alcohol content by just filtering out the water?
It is worth challenging even 98% purity.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that Ayla was a true ‘human distiller’.
I only thought of the alcohol in the blue tower, but now I see that Ayla was the key. Even the dwarven brewer can’t do that.
‘What kind of pure liquor is there?’
It was when I was so absorbed in watching the human distillation scene.
“Senior, I want to drink too.”
“Oh, yeah.”
I reflexively poured some wine into Aria’s glass as well.
‘It’s all empty.’
My glass was completely empty, but I didn’t regret it.
Because it was such a fun and eye-catching match.
Cheeeeeeeee─
The alcohol in Aria’s glass also began to evaporate and droplets into the air.
‘It’s a basic magic trick.’
The potion the two made was pure ‘magic water’ with no effect.
A mixture of ‘alcohol’ and ‘magic’.
It was like alcohol before being diluted, as it was purified water that was the basic base of the potion.
The type of potion changes depending on what you mix in it.
It was like the results were completely different depending on whether you mixed coffee with water or poured ramen soup.
However, Aria’s magical power manipulation ability was not as outstanding as Ayla’s.
Even without drinking it, you could tell that the density and purity of the magic contained in Ayla’s potion was higher.
No matter how excellent a human being is, he cannot beat a still.
Of course, Aria’s talent was different from this.
“Here it is.”
“Am I the one evaluating it?”
“There’s no one here who can evaluate you except you, my senior.”
Since it was true, I accepted Aria’s magic water.
Because they couldn’t be objective if they had to drink it themselves and evaluate it.
What was important in magic water was the density and purity of the magic, and how well the alcohol was refined.
So, of course, it would be normal for Ayla’s to be better… … .
‘Similar?’
This was my honest impression after drinking the magic water of two people alternately.
Although Ayla’s magical power density itself was superior, Aria had other techniques as well.
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It was difficult to easily say which one was better.
“who is this?”
“Whose is it?”
“… … .”
Two pairs of purple eyes urge you to choose.
I thought carefully about it because I felt like sparks would fly if I made a rash choice.
After much deliberation, this is the choice I made.
“I think it’s a little better for Aria.”
“…yes?”
“Come on!”
The two sisters’ fortunes were mixed.
Aria clenched her fists with a red face and Ayla looked at me with eyes of disbelief.
“Uh, why is she superior to Aria? Isn’t the density of her magical power different?”
“It’ll be easier to understand if you try it yourself rather than me explaining it to you.”
“?”
Ayla looked puzzled and drank Aria’s magic water.
and.
“ah!”
Ayla’s eyes widened.
“This, this is magic… …!”
“Yes, I gave magic a quality.”
Aria’s magical power may have had a low density, but it was different from normal magical power.
Aria’s magical power manipulates a person’s ‘five senses’.
It is intended to induce a ‘misconception’ in the drinker into feeling as Aria intended.
When a person thinks he or she is hurt, he or she actually gets hurt on the skin.
Aria’s magic was to maximize this ‘illusion’.
‘It’s different from what I imagined.’
This was an ‘illusion’ targeting only a single entity.
It was one of the magics of the White Tower Lord Lanya, who specialized in reality manipulation. Aria was a genius who had mastered it to near perfection.
Of course, if it was just this, I would have given Ayla a higher score… …
“Oh, the magic water tastes like Snoopy.”
“Yes, I chose Aria because it can add ‘flavor’ to potions.”
Being able to give a potion the ‘flavor’ you want was a huge merit.
Because even if the ingredients are slightly different, the potion’s effect changes drastically.
Because of this, potions were usually tasteless.
However, Aria’s magic could freely give the desired flavor without touching the potion’s ingredient combination.
Of course, it won’t cause a permanent change in taste.
‘Your skills have improved in the meantime.’
I never thought you’d fool me into thinking the taste is the same.
Before I knew it, Aria’s skills had improved by leaps and bounds.
If applied well, this could be used to create and release a ‘beverage-flavored water bottle’.
‘That was so hot.’
There was an uproar over the taste of the drink in the water.
“senior.”
“Okay, I’ll go to the bathroom for a bit.”
I noticed that Aria seemed to have something to say to Ayla, so I tactfully moved away.
Because the relationship between sisters was something that had to be resolved between the two of them.
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Ayla, who was so surprised that she forgot what to say, just looked down at her glass.
“You know how to do this?”
“… … .”
There was no answer, but Aria continued to speak.
“You can’t learn things like this at the Blue Tower. That’s why I went to the White Tower.”
Aria didn’t want anyone to think that she had run away from the Blue Tower.
So I wanted to show you.
That he had grown so well in the White Tower.
“So, don’t make any misconceptions.”
So don’t misunderstand.
“It’s not my sister’s fault.”
Leaving Cheongtap was entirely his own choice.
The inner feelings that I revealed after more than 10 years came out not so nicely as I intended.
But I felt relieved after I got rid of all the pent-up feelings.
Ayla stared blankly at her younger sister for a moment, then smiled warmly.
“Yeah, I guess I was mistaken.”
“Okay, I know.”
Soon, the empty fruit wine glasses were filled and the food was served.
For a while, stories that had not been told before began to flow out between the two sisters.
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After leaving the tavern, I took a long breath of fresh air.
Since they are sisters who are talking for the first time in over 10 years, they will have a lot of stories to share.
‘What kind of distilled liquor would be good?’
When I walked down the chilly streets of Union and came back, my thoughts on distilled spirits had to open my eyes wide in surprise. Then I let out a snicker.
“… … We’ve already made up.”
The two people who had been living at a distance were now sitting together and having a friendly conversation.
They looked so friendly together that it made me wonder if that was what their childhood was like.
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