I Became a Food Developer in Another World - Chapter 62



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Seongsu.

I simply thought of it as ‘alcohol’, but to the people of this world, holy water had a much greater value than I thought.

Holy water, which is used to heal wounds, make potions, and is also widely used in church ceremonies, was a sacred substance to the people of this world.

And the organization that built this sacred image of the Holy Spirit was the ‘church.’

The church judged that alcohol, which was used to disinfect wounds, was in line with their values, and they called it “holy water” and used it to create an image for hundreds of years.

The sacred image of holy water, which was created through such management and effort, was instantly changed by distillation into the image of ‘holy water = alcohol’.

Imperial people have now reached a point where when they mention holy water, the words ‘That’s alcohol’ naturally come out.

‘It won’t be looked upon favorably in church.’

As expected, the saint came to me just as I was about to sprinkle brandy.

It was a procession that one could not help but know the reason for their visit without having to ask.

“You came here because of the distilled liquor.”

“That’s right. Distilled liquor.”

I thought of the dozens of answers I had prepared for today.

I was ready to accept whatever the saint said.

Indeed, the words that came out of the saint’s mouth were within the expected range.

“I came because of Fairycock.”

“That’s it, I see.”

“yes that’s right.”

Fairycock.

Fairycock, a cocktail made with whiskey and cola, is a drink that white bears go crazy over.

However, some of the more stubborn priests did not welcome the appearance of Fairycock.

That’s understandable, because the image of ‘cola’ in its early days was not good.

There were various rumors, such as that it was the devil’s excrement or a product of black magic.

There was no way the church would react well to such a black drink mixed with ‘holy water’.

There was much talk among the believers that the ‘purity’ of the Holy Spirit had been violated.

As expected, the saintess pointed out that point.

“His Holiness is very interested in fairycocks.”

“And the Pope too?”

I was about to lose my mind when I heard that even the Pope had joined.

“Yes, he was so impressed that he decided to ‘baptize’ Fairycock.”

“…yes?”

“Huh, are you surprised?”

The saintess smiled softly, as if she found my reaction funny.

But I still had to remain dumbfounded.

Baptism is a ritual that reborn non-believers into children of God.

In other words, the church was saying that it would acknowledge ‘Fairy Cock’.

‘why?’

I tilted my head, not knowing why.

“Why does the Pope want to baptize Fairy Cock?”

“It seems like you value peace between races.”

“Is this peace?”

What peace?

“Haha, Yuri-sama is so humble.”

“?”

The saintess smiled kindly at my expression of not knowing English.

“The Pope, the cardinals, and I all watched the video of the polar bears that had invaded the Blue Tower drinking Fairy Coke and reconciling.”

“… … .”

“Everyone was deeply moved by the video. Of course, I was too.”

The polar bears’ southward migration was so sudden that it woke me up.

That’s why, except for a very small number of people in the Blue Tower who knew the truth, everyone knew that the polar bears’ southward movement was an ‘invasion of the Blue Tower’.

‘No one would ever think that the entire race would come down just to drink a Fairy Coke.’

Because it was a sight that even I found hard to believe even after seeing it with my own eyes.

However, the Pope, who happened to see this, seemed to have misunderstood it as a scene of dramatic reconciliation between the polar bears and the blue tower with a fairy cock.

“He was so impressed that he decided to baptize Fairycock on the spot.”

─I guess I’ve been blind all this time. Holy water isn’t the only gift God has given me.

It is said that the Pope, who spoke like this, had an opportunity to reflect once again on the purity of holy water.

‘You look back often.’

The other day, you ate gelato and talked about openness and reform.

This time, His Holiness the Pope was a man with an open mind.

Well, I would be impressed if hundreds of polar bears came rushing in, offered me a drink, and then went into peace mode.

Although it was absurd, I realized that the purpose of the saint’s visit was not to hold me responsible, so I asked with a much more relaxed mind.

“Then the reason you came is not just because of Fairycock’s baptism.”

“You are sharp.”

The saint nodded as if to say yes.

“How much do you know about the ‘monastery’, Yuri?”

“I know it is a place to pray to God.”

If the church was a place to spread God’s teachings to people, the monastery was a place solely for praying to God.

The non-preaching monasteries were located outside the city center and served as ‘shelters’ providing lodging and meals for travelers.

For those who travel, the monastery is an indispensable rest stop in another world.

“You know a lot.”

The saint smiled faintly.

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“Besides, the monastery is also a place where ‘holy water’ is made.”

All holy water in churches is made in monasteries.

And in order to make holy water, ‘funds’ were inevitably needed.

Since the church’s relief activities also required money, the monastery sold things that could make money, such as ‘wine’ and ‘beer’.

“But when the vineyards failed, the monasteries found themselves in a difficult situation.”

The saint did not say anything, but this had a deep connection with me.

Because I made most of the items sold at the monastery ‘upper compatible’.

The monasteries were left on the brink of bankruptcy as the vineyards failed.

Although the grapes were said to have recovered, the monastery’s wine was not sold because it was buried in fairy whiskey.

Although it was not my intention, I ended up threatening the survival of the monastery.

So it was not difficult to guess why the saint was speaking so cautiously.

“You want to know how to make distilled liquor, right?”

“… I know this is a difficult request. So, you don’t have to force yourself to do it.”

Distilled liquor brought in a lot of income to our White Tower.

The saintess also knew that, so she asked me to do it, but she didn’t seem to have high expectations.

Because no one wants to see competition.

but.

“I will let you know.”

The saint’s eyes widened like a rabbit’s.

“…You’re going to teach me how to make distilled liquor?”

“Yes, but there is a condition.”

“What is it?”

“The monastic ledgers should be made transparent and open.”

Before the advent of Guinness beer, some monasteries sold ‘groot’ at high prices.

This was only an aberration in some monasteries, but there was no guarantee that it would not apply to distilled spirits as well.

That is why I made transparent disclosure of the ledger a condition.

“Is that really okay?”

“yes.”

The saintess seemed surprised by the meager conditions, but I also wanted to reveal the recipe for distilled liquor.

That way, we can produce distilled liquor using various grains from each region.

‘Our tower can’t handle all the demand.’

It was impossible to meet the empire’s entire needs with just the holy water produced in the Cheongtap.

To meet this demand, the cooperation of monasteries producing holy water was essential.

Because all the numerous monasteries spread across the continent were essentially ‘distilleries’.

If I only told them, the monasteries would distill the liquor in an instant.

Of course, that won’t have a big impact on our tower’s sales.

‘Of course, the level of maturity is different.’

Aria’s maturation technique wasn’t something you could copy even if you wanted to.

“…ah.”

The surprised saint immediately stood up and thanked me.

“On behalf of the church, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to Yuri Grayot.”

From Josephine, who bowed her head respectfully, I felt a noble dignity worthy of being called a saint.

But what was reflected behind it was one curious girl.

“Up until now, it was church business, but I have personal business separately.”

“?”

“Can I try some Fairy Coke?”

“Fairycock?”

Eusephine blushed shyly.

“… … I was really curious about what kind of taste White Bear would be drinking and enjoying.”

“I see.”

I chuckled, got up from my seat, and brought some Fairy Whiskey.

It was a fairy whiskey aged in oak barrels made from elf fruit trees, a favorite of polar bears.

I matched the ratio of bolicola and squeezed lemon juice into it.

As she watched the manufacturing process, Eusephine’s eyes sparkled like a dreamy girl.

I felt like I was just a regular girl fan and not a saint, and I snickered as I handed her the cocktail I had made.

“It’s a fairy cock.”

“Ah, this is…!”

Eusephine looked at the fairy coke in the glass with a fluttering expression.

Joy appeared in Eusephine’s eyes as she took a sip.

“How is it?”

“This is crazy.”

Josephine’s exclamation was still laced with profanity.

*

Not long after Josephine’s arrival, distilled liquor began to be produced in monasteries across the continent.

Since it was a monastery that originally extracted holy water from grapes, making distilled liquor was a breeze.

A variety of grains are made into whiskey and brandy, and many cocktails are created in the process.

In this way, distilled liquor began to be exported beyond the empire to other countries, and did they feel threatened by this?

“You can’t drink alcohol in our territory!”

“Alcohol is something that scatters people’s reason. It cannot be distributed in the Magic Tower, the sacred place of intellect.”

“Alcohol will be prohibited in the tower.”

Alcohol began to be banned in all areas under their influence, including the Twelve Towers.

It was the enactment of the ‘Prohibition Act’ aimed at the White Tower.

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