On the third floor of the tavern, Velin pushed open the door to a room and found Aljettah studying his new liquor.
"Long time no see, Aljettah. I heard you've come up with quite a few new drinks lately." Velin expertly found himself a seat.
"Of course." Aljettah stopped what he was doing and took more than a dozen bottles from his Spatial Equipment. They contained his latest brews, in green, red, and even silver-white, a truly eye-opening sight.
Velin reached for the silver-white liquor and asked in surprise, "How did you brew this? And can this stuff really be drunk?"
"You may not believe it, but I brewed this from Green Vine Tree sap and several other precious ingredients. I thought it was a failed product, but it unexpectedly had a miraculous effect."
"So there isn't any of your blood in it, right?" Velin asked half-jokingly.
Aljettah looked shocked upon hearing that. "You could tell? There really is my blood in it. Drinking this wine produces two effects. Those with weak willpower will become my servants and turn into dragonkin, while those with strong willpower will gain greater bodily density and improved elemental resistance."
"Cough, cough, cough. There's no need to bring something like that out." Velin immediately put the liquor back and had Aljettah put it away.
Seeing this, Aljettah put away the silver liquor, took out three glasses, and poured normal wine for himself, Velin, and Kyle.
"I came to ask you for help with something." Velin took a sip of wine and directly stated the purpose of his visit.
There was not the slightest surprise on Aljettah's face. He was not opposed to such matters.
"Go ahead. If I can help, I definitely will—as long as you pay."
"If someone paid you to deal with me,