Of course Coyle had tasted mint wine before.
Although life had not been easy for him in the past, after becoming Rute's student—especially after breaking past the limits of the Fifth Circle—this sort of ultimate mortal indulgence was easy enough for him to obtain.
Of course, the mint wine Gilbert had brought out was probably of better quality... By this point, any family that could still retain its noble status could not have a short inheritance.
Time always allowed people to perfect things that did not really matter.
So Coyle smiled readily. "It is my honor to taste a treasure of the Hainalson Family."
Hilbert's hand paused as he poured the wine. "What are you trying to do? My wine may not be that precious, but I can't exactly feed it to trouble, can I?"
Coyle walked up onto the raised platform with a smile, held a crystal goblet in one hand, and lightly settled onto the small single sofa opposite Gilbert. "Relax. I'm only here to build some rapport with you. Even if I have some agenda, it has nothing to do with you personally. I can still drink this wine."
Holding the goblet, he took a large gulp, then asked with a grin, "May I have another glass? It tastes even better than what I used to drink at my teacher's place!"
"Only the Hainalson Family's finest mint wine gets sent to me." Hilbert tilted his head. "How could Teacher possibly give his very best things to every student? Mint wine may not count as a rare treasure, but it is not cheap either."
No matter what something was, once the quantity increased, its value could not be calculated merely by the price of a single item.
Even if Hainalson's finest mint wine was somewhat inferior to the