When Little Kitty Rihanna saw how much her boss enjoyed his drink, she said outright, "Boss, I want some too."
"Sure, here's a jar for you."
He had brewed it using the farmhouse brewing techniques from his previous life, then distilled it. It was mellow and delicately fragrant, and its alcohol content was not particularly high. Since Lucas had also added some of this continent's distinctive fruits while brewing it, it had a faint fruity aroma.
A bite of honey-roasted beef followed by a sip of liquor really tasted wonderful.
The warm midday breeze brushed his face as Lucas reclined in the chair he had made. Eating meat and drinking liquor-what a delightful life!
Unfortunately, the little kitty Rihanna could not hold her liquor. After finishing that jar, she still wanted more. Lucas was in a good mood today, so he gave her another jar. He had not expected her to pass out drunk on the ground, though. With a smile, Lucas placed her on his lap.
Petting a cat while grilling meat and drinking liquor really was bliss!
Unlike Lucas, who occasionally enjoyed such relaxing days, his son Clinton had a much harder time of it. Windsor was usually gentle and gracious with Lucas, but in front of Clinton, she was a tiger mother.
Today was also the assessment of their cultivation progress held once every three months. Windsor had been waiting at the training grounds opposite the villa's hill since early morning.
"Hurry up! What are you dawdling for?"
Clinton looked at his mother, then at the crowd around them. His senior sister Aurora, senior brother Zanghun, Aunt Grace, the two senior brothers who had reached the Saint level, his parents' two Saint Magical Beasts, and several Ninth Rank senior brothers and sisters were all there. The elf