Knights, Let’s Smash Them - Knights, Let’s Smash Them chapter 120

120 – Being a patient is not sober (3)

“The inside is cleaner than I thought, isn’t it?”

“Of course, it’s a new building.”

The first place Petra and I headed was the manufacturing process of Rupell’s representative beer, ‘Petaronto Lager’.

Although the original name was not Petalonto, it was Balgrud Lager, named after the Balgrud tavern that had a direct contract with the brewery.

The tavern’s owner, Hakil Balgruud, wanted it to be named after the capital, Petalonto, rather than his own, so the bar was immediately changed.

-I would rather give this beer the name of the city where I have lived my whole life and where I will continue to live.

Although it was a great opportunity for him, a mere commoner, to publicize his family nationwide, he gave up his branding value only out of pure goodwill.

Beer won’t change anyway, so the amount of royalties won’t change.

Still, if we later opened a chain store under the Balgrud name, we could have gone double with the brewery royalties.

“Still, as you said, the overall look is neat.”

“But don’t you think we should install some fences in front of here? From here on out, it feels off limits.”

“Definitely.”

Petra began scribbling down something on the board she was holding.

“Perhaps it will be the first course when visiting a brewery, right? If we already set up a tasting room from here, the fun of watching would be halved.”

“I guess so. But why do you keep talking respectfully?”

“Because I am at work.”

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Petra smiled lightly as she said that.

Do you mean thorough study of lessons? It’s because he’s also a high-ranking executive.

“Next, let’s move on to the ale manufacturing process next door.”

“Good.”

However, the ale manufacturing process was not significantly different from the lager process.

In fact, except for the stout, the ingredients are not very different, only the fermentation method is different, so it is natural in a way.

“Ummm…… Then we should start from the hop farm in the first place.”

“You mean a structure that starts outdoors and goes indoors?”

“I think that would be better. It is also where beer production begins from growing hops.”

Growing Growing Our Petra.

Even though I didn’t say anything, she went ahead and organized the tour.

I was discharged from Compton, but as much as I was told not to do excessive paperwork, the more Petra works hard, the less the burden on me.

“But something is lacking…… Are there any elements that can differentiate ale and lager?”

“Then, how about setting up a tasting room here in Asari?”

“I thought it might be a good idea to place the tasting room in the pavement area… ….”

“That would be better. Then how about selling goods here?”

Petra asked back with an expression as if asking what that was.

“Goods?”

“Oops, yes. I mean souvenirs. In my hometown, souvenirs were called goods.”

“When it comes to souvenirs, what exactly do you mean…… ?”

“For example, a badge with a loopel pattern on it, or a beer mug with the name of the brewery on it.”

According to what I heard when I was a college student, these souvenirs are said to be a good source of income in tourist destinations, even if they don’t seem like money.

A doll made of an amusement park mascot character. A building with a clear view of the night view of the city, a mood light in the shape of a building, and so on.

Of course, due to technical limitations, you won’t be able to sell a variety of goods like you did in your previous life, but you can easily make beer mugs or simple iron items made out of wood.

This is the Northern Rupel Manor.

It was an area where iron ore and lumber would rot because there was too much of it.

“It’s a souvenir, no, it’s a goods shop. Like you said, it sounds like a groundbreaking idea!”

“Isn’t it?”

Petra picked up her pen again and scribbled something on the paper.

“But since it happened like this, should we sell our Knights goods as well?”

“Is there such a thing?”

“If it doesn’t exist, I can make it.”

Snow leopard, snow leopard.

Isn’t it a perfect symbol to sell as goods?

There is an opportunity like this at best, but you have to row when the water comes in.

There is no telephone or internet yet, so in this world where not only ordinary people but also high-ranking members of society find it hard to get proper information, in the end, popularity eats everything.

Why did the Knights of the Black Lion, who made so much sh*t, come back to life like Ottogi?

Simple.

The modifier ‘Imperial’ that still remains and the reputation built up over the years don’t just blow away!

It was like that when I visited the dukedom last time and talked with Harald the Duke of Hebron. Rufel hasn’t gained that much trust yet.

In other words, the trustworthiness of the Rupel estate itself was also trustworthy, but the trustworthiness of the knights who had to be outsourced was also unverified.

If the Snow Leopard Knights had been a famous knight from the beginning.

Even if it was a county that was on the decline, the Duke of Hebron wouldn’t have said such a thing.

In my previous life, reliability and recognition were regarded as slightly separate values, but here, reliability is recognition.

At first, the goods that were bought inadvertently because they were cute spread and spread, and the popularity of the Knights of the Northern Earldom also rises.

“However, if you sell too many, the value of the brewery may be damaged, so it would be good to have only one or two types.”

“Hmm, since it’s a snow leopard, elaborately crafted leopard-shaped ornaments would be fine.”

“Answer! If you tell me one thing, they’ll get excited, because he’s an administrator who believes and sees.”

Petra seems to be in a good mood at my praise, and Betsy smiles and blushes.

“Sure. Who am I? Aren’t you the one who always stood by the Luverne Administrator Alroy?”

Shrug.

The shoulder line goes up without being able to control it.

Because children are cute.

Sometimes pops up in certain situations…… Except for that silly expression.

“However, regarding the goods shop, it seems that some discussion with Count Marco Firenze, the owner of the brewery, will be necessary.”

“Because this is another business. Anyway, since we have to talk to the count about the admission fee and tasting, let’s discuss it thoroughly.”

“Good.”

Petra nodded her head and moved on to the next location. Having seen the lager and ale manufacturing process, it was time to move on to the packaging area.

“This is… ….”

“It’s a real packaging process.”

“That’s the packaging process.”

A reaction that popped out almost simultaneously

The packaging process was literally a place where beer was packed, so it felt like a loading dock full of barrels.

“Still, a place for tasting is good enough. Create a terrace going up to the second floor, and enjoy a glass of cold beer while watching the unloading.”

“Keuuu, just imagining it makes me feel better.”

As Petra says, it is the perfect place to maximize the ‘visual’ effect of tasting fresh beer that is just starting to be shipped.

“I can just do this and go.”

“Yes.”

Finally all of the general fair areas where Don Petra and I finally entered.

“Wow, the entrance here is gilded.”

“It is a clear differentiation.”

It was a mansion with a signboard reading ‘IMPERIAL STOUT’ shining in golden light.

From the beginning to the present, it is confidently revealing that it is different from the buildings we have seen so far.

Imperial indeed.

A majesty worthy of being called an empire.

As soon as I went inside like that, I couldn’t help but be surprised again.

The interior is spacious enough to take your breath away.

I couldn’t even say that the building that manufactures

Or ale was small, even in empty words, but since it was a kind of factory that was in charge of mass production, there were barrels piled up everywhere, so I didn’t feel that something was open.

However, this place feels more like a banquet hall for nobles than a brewery.

The atmosphere was distinctly different.

Besides, unlike the staff in the other buildings we visited, they were so absorbed in their work that we didn’t even look at them.

The staff here were all dressed in neat uniforms.

“I have been waiting for you, Baron Alroy of Luverne. Administrator Petra Bastian.”

“Ah, these are the people who guided me in the beginning.”

“Yes. Because we work here.”

The two staff who were in charge of the first guide said with a smile.

“In fact, the Imperial Stout Brewery here already has its own route.”

“Oh, is that so?”

Is it a premium after all?

Although we are in a cooperative relationship, in the end, the owner of the brewery is Marco Firenze.

Even if everything else was left to them, the Imperial Stout Brewery, which would become the exclusive property of the aristocrats and the upper classes of society, seemed to have a lot of their tastes.

“If you don’t mind, can I guide you through that route?”

“Oh, sure.”

There’s no need to mess with things that are well done.

Me and Petra nodded in agreement and followed the staff’s guidance.

“Roupel Imperial Stout is made using only at least 7 types of premium malt. Hops and yeast are the varieties used in Rufel Ale.”

A male employee skillfully begins to explain.

I swallowed as I watched the production of high-grade dark beer in front of my eyes.

“Brewed beer is put in barrels where bourbon whiskey was stored and aged for at least 6 months and up to 2 years.”

“You mean there is no product that you can taste right now.”

“Unfortunately, yes, yes.”

It sucks.

This can’t be helped. It was like retrieving a recipe that had been lost in the first place after all sorts of crap.

Still, it was obvious that I was a little disappointed, and a female employee standing next to me glanced at me.

“In return, here we will be able to taste not only the beer produced in the brewery, but also the finest alcoholic beverages from the continent.”

He added, pointing to the open bar installed in the center of the brewery.

“How are you? Marco Firenze said both of you are free to sample any kind of wine you like.”

The type of sake you want…… ?

Free tasting…… ???

I grabbed Petra’s hand trembling at the words that made my head wander just from hearing them.

“Petra.”

“…… Baron of Luberne.”

“How can you really not? Yeah, two days is a bit like it, but if it’s only one day, I think I can stay with you…….”

“Whew.”

Petra let out a sigh at the sight of me.

“All right. Really, it might be easier for a sparrow to get past the mill.”

She taps me on the shoulder and pushes me towards the fantasy paradise.

“Should I eat in moderation instead? I will be watching you from the side.”

“Pe, Petra…… !!!”

I hugged Petra as the waves of emotion surged in. This magistrate admired Petra very much.

“Uh, huh!?”

“Of course you have to eat in moderation!”

“Ji, when only real alcohol is involved, people change…… !!”

“Thanks Petra!!”

Leaving behind the sweet fruity scent that emanates from your soft hair.

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I rushed over to the waiter.

I haven’t even smelled alcohol, let alone alcohol, in five weeks? In fact, you don’t know how much I’ve been looking forward to this day.

Is it because I wanted to stop drinking?

There are high-quality liquors in the display case!

“It is truly an honor to serve Baron Alroy of Luberne. What kind of drink are you looking for?”

I lifted the corners of my mouth at the bartender with a handsome mustache.

Then take out the brandy first.

Thick and expensive ones.

**

Ecstasy.

This was truly paradise on earth.

Advent of the Garden of Eden!

In case anyone wasn’t a magnate, there were plenty of whiskey and brandy, as well as high-end drinks from the south, such as gin and arak.

Apart from the price, these things are difficult to manage, so they are often brought in from the capital.

Anyway.

During the 20-minute experience, I thoroughly enjoyed high-quality sake that even I would never have thought of drinking.

“Great…… It was tasting…….”

“I’m glad you were satisfied.”

I was able to leave the bartender with a face on the brink of reaching Buddhahood.

But I wonder if I drank too much without looking back.

Obviously, I couldn’t see Petra, which seemed to have been here just a moment ago.

“Where did the Petra magistrate go?”

“Ah, the magistrate is also a bit thirsty. You said you were going to have a cocktail. The cocktail bar is over there.”

Oh my god.

This is a place that only handles shots.

I didn’t even know if there was a cocktail or not, as much as I reached the point where I didn’t need a menu when I was choosing a drink.

Usually, cocktails and shots are often handled at the same time, but they are arranged in a different way. But for some reason, it seemed sophisticated. It just separated the space.

Is this the skill of a colossus?

I need to watch and learn.

I followed the staff’s guidance and headed to the cocktail bar.

Soon I could find Petra sitting on a long round chair.

She seems to have finished her glass already, as she lifts up a neatly empty glass.

“Are you here? You finished earlier than expected.”

“Because Petra told me to drink in moderation.”

“Che, listen only when it’s like this. It was bad.”

Come to think of it, Petra and I didn’t seem to have ever drank together. Even though I worked for the Black Lion Knights for quite some time.

I can’t remember how much he drank.

“What were you drinking?”

“Ummm… ….”

Perhaps I can’t remember, Petra’s eyes rolled.

What is it? Were you drunk in the meantime?

Just one drink?

And as soon as I heard the words come out of her mouth.

I remembered a nightmare that I had forgotten for a while.

“Long Island Ice Milk, was it… ….”

“?”

Hey.

Who else recommended this?