If you don't want to just drift through life, you have to go through time.

Brewing wine can be difficult, but it can also be simple.

The brewing process mainly includes the following steps: selecting raw materials, making koji, saccharification, fermentation, distillation, aging, blending, and bottling. The time required varies depending on the type of wine being brewed.

Fortunately, sparkling wine is a sweet wine, and its brewing time is at most about a month.

No, it's too long!

Judging from Haita's current physical condition, he will be able to... before that, the bubble wine needs to be brewed.

"What's wrong, Truman?"

"There's not enough time."

"Don't worry. Magic will make up for any shortfall."

Yes, that's right.

Anyway, let's give it a try. Instead of thinking here, what we need to do now is take action.

First, there's the brewing method.

Sparkling wine and bubbly wine are similar. If you don't understand, you can think of it as champagne. There are seven ways to make champagne, and sparkling wine uses the original method.

This is probably related to the level of industry in the Middle Ages.

Truman knew of more convenient and faster processes that could shorten the time, but he did not use them and insisted on using the original method.

Well known.

The flavor of sparkling wine is influenced by many factors, including ingredients, processing methods, and time.

He didn't know what kind of sparkling wine Haita wanted to drink, so he wouldn't change the process to ensure that Haita could drink the sparkling wine that tasted like his memories.

Then we'll have to start from somewhere else.

Truman asked Frilian and Philon to go to the capital to buy brewing materials and tools, while he himself worked with the little golem to build the workshop, since brewing is not something you can just talk about.

The little golem truly lives up to its reputation as a top-notch tool; it has no hunger or stamina, and as long as Truman has enough magic power, it can work endlessly.

evening.

When Frilian and Philon returned, the workshop had already been built.

Philon found it incredible.

"In just one day..."

"Hmph, I'm from China, and I know how to build good infrastructure!"

Truman gave a thumbs-up, quite pleased with himself.

From that day on, Truman supplied Haita with life force both morning and evening, diligently brewing the wine day and night, working non-stop with almost no rest.

"Alright, after 3 days, we've finally achieved incomplete fermentation of the alcohol. Next, we need to lower the temperature of the wine to 0 degrees Celsius..."

"Leave it to me, I'm very good at ice magic."

Frillie volunteered.

I don't know if it's because her name comes from 'Frieren', but she is indeed very good at ice magic.

"As expected of Frillian." Truman smiled. "Now we need to figure out how to keep it at 0 degrees Celsius for several months."

"...Huh?"

Frillie's magic paused for a moment, but she quickly regained control thanks to her extensive experience.

"I've never heard of such a thing."

"I didn't say that. Just like Frillien said, magic is the only way to make up for it. Please, Doraemon, think of something!"

"That's so irresponsible."

She couldn't help but complain.

The first thing that came to mind was the magic that made time drag on, which Haita used. But that magic would make time in this world fly by. If that magic were used and Truman came back, the flowers on Haita's grave would have grown to 3 meters tall!

"I do know how to use magic to make things age, but I can't use that magic while keeping the temperature at 0 degrees Celsius."

"What are you talking about? Don't we have another magician here?"

Truman looked at Philon.

Philon's magical control is terrifyingly strong; she would definitely have no problem maintaining the temperature of the magic.

"How about it, Philon, can you do it?"

"I will try my best."

That's what she said.

"Then let's give it a try."

When Truman saw Frillie successfully cast the Time-lapse spell and Philon perfectly maintain the temperature at 0 degrees Celsius, his heart finally relaxed. Then—

"Hmm!"

His legs buckled and he collapsed to his knees.

"Lord Truman!?"

"Truman, are you alright?"

"It's nothing, I just feel a little tired and need to rest." Truman smiled at the two of them with trembling lips and a pale face, indicating that he was fine.

After a moment of silence, Frillian said, "Truman, you're pushing yourself too hard. Not only have you not rested for three days, but you've also supplied Haita with too much life force. If this continues, you might die first."

Vitality is not simply physical strength, but the activity within the cells of an object. Truman was able to prolong Haita's life by sharing his own cellular activity with Haita.

However, given Highta's advanced age and the fact that her cell division had reached its limit, Truman could only maintain the existing level. If he continued, he might lose his life.

"Don't worry, I'm watching."

"Lord Truman!"

Philen quickly helped him up.

Truman looked at Philon and couldn't help but say, "This is the true magic of time passing; little Philon looks like he was just yesterday."

The little toddler who only reached my waist has grown into a graceful young lady who reaches my shoulder in the blink of an eye. Anyone would be surprised.

"It's like the legend of Rotten Axe Mountain."

"What is that?"

"The story is about a woodcutter who saw two old men playing chess. He couldn't resist squatting down to watch. After an unknown amount of time, the two old men finished their game, and the woodcutter remembered that he should go home. However, the world had changed, and the road he had taken was completely different from the road he had taken. When he returned home and inquired, he learned that 800 years had passed."

"...What an amazing legend."

"Yes. It's similar to 'Urashima Taro,' 'The Shepherd,' and 'The Sleeping Emperor'... So, are you interested, Philon? Sure, after we finish brewing, I'll tell you it as your bedtime story... Here you go..."

Truman fell asleep first.

Frillie and Philon exchanged a glance, gently placed him on the ground, and then turned to begin the brewing process.

-

In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed since the start of the brewing process. After tireless efforts, they finally succeeded in brewing the bubble wine.

"Cooling down in two days, removing slag in one day...that's frighteningly fast!"

"Hmph! Magic, isn't it amazing?" Frillie said with a hint of pride. "That's precisely why I collect magic—because such situations might arise."

"But isn't it putting the cart before the horse to get yourself into trouble every time you try to collect magic?"

"Ugh!!"

She was rendered speechless by Truman's words.

Although it was a bit tough, it was all worth it.

Perhaps it was because Truman was in a great mood, but the weather was exceptionally clear today, with not a cloud in the sky and the sun shining warmly.

"Today is truly a wonderful day!"

Even more unexpectedly, Haita actually walked out of the hut. His gray hair was neatly combed, he was wearing a new robe, his hunched body was straight, and his cheeks were slightly rosy and he looked radiant. He was nothing like the half-dead old man who was bedridden yesterday.

"I don't know why, but I feel so energetic today, it's wonderful!"

...Today is truly a good day.

Right?