Nevis City, headquarters of the Seris Language Research Society.
In the main hall.
"Cheers!"
Glasses clinked, and wine splashed.
"Hahahaha! What a wonderful day! Drink your fill, everyone, and celebrate Roland!"
Anna slapped the table, utterly unrestrained.
Roland watched helplessly as the normally elegant, beautiful Anna transformed after a few drinks, becoming positively wild.
But even drunk, she retained some awareness. Anna turned her attention to him and called out, "Roland, why aren't you drinking?
"I know! This champagne from Alsi must not be to your taste. You want something from Lainer World, don't you?
"Waiter, bring over two bottles...
"Wait, don't tell me you're like those old fogies, worrying that alcohol will muddle your thinking?"
She spoke in a rapid, breathless torrent of chatter.
She was nothing like her usual self.
"No need. I'll drink."
Roland raised his glass in acknowledgment and drained it.
"That's more like it."
With hazy, drunken eyes, Anna admired the sight of Roland drinking for a moment, then suddenly chuckled.
"When you're happy, you ought to... hic... drink to your heart's content!"
"When life grants joy, savor it to the full; let no golden goblet face the moon empty."
Roland supplied the verse.
I, Roland, am not copying poetry to show off. I'm bringing excellent culture to another world...
Giving its people a little cultural enrichment and improving their meager literary talents.
Believe it or not, I certainly believe it.
"Oh, what a wonderful verse!"
Sure enough, everyone was astonished. After savoring the words, they showered him with praise.
"What literary talent!"
Anna, too, was thoroughly impressed.
"You're not just a translator and an educator, but a poet-a literary giant!
"No wonder I heard that back in Lainer World, the Rhapsody of the Goddess of Light you wrote for the Church of Light alone