My Beloved Dog is the Strongest in Another World

ou boil it…”

“Of course, it will no longer be alcoholic.”

 

Ms.
Helena scowled at this.

 

“Well, I suppose it will be a good enough juice…”

“Ah… Yes.
Lady Tilura will be able to drink it.”
“Yes.
But I was wondering if there might be another way…”

“Another way to…drink the undrinkable wine…?”

 

Ms.
Helena also agreed that Tilura would appreciate some grape juice.

When the wine was that good, it would still be delicious after boiling it.

Still, Ms.
Helena folded her arms and tried to think of a different solution.

The other cooks, who had been listening, also looked like they were deep in thought.

 

“So, adding heat removes the illness? …Is there no other way to remove it?”
“Well, the circumstances are rather special.
But normally, that would be the only way.”
“…I see… It will be quite difficult then…”

 

Even though Ms.
Helena was a brilliant cook, she could not easily think of an alternative method to doing it.

 

“…I might have an idea?”

 

As we pondered on this, one of the cooks suddenly spoke up.

“Really? What idea?”

“Well… I don’t know if it will actually work… But I’ve heard that there are ways of adding heat to wine and turning it into a different kind of alcoholic drink.”
“Indeed…?”

 

After Sebastian’s encouragement, the cook spoke, but with little confidence.

Adding heat to create a new drink… That did sound familiar…

 

“I have heard about that as well.
…It was a drink that they made in a far away place.
Uhh, I think that they distill it to separate the components and then cool it off to make it liquid again…”

 

Ms.
Helena had heard of it as well, and spoke as if remembering the method.

 

“Hmm? I’ve heard…”

“What is it, Mr.
Takumi?”

“No, it’s just that this method sounds familiar…”

 

While I tried to remember where I had heard about it before, Sebastian asked me what I was talking about.

I answered, while searching through my memories.

 

“…Uh…heat…distill…liquid… Ah!”

“Did you remember something?”

 

As I thought of different things, it finally came to me, and I shouted loudly.

Now, they were all looking at me with hopeful expressions.

 

“Ummm, yes, the method of distillation.
Boiling and evaporating.
Something about separating things with different boiling points… I don’t know the details…”

 

I remember conducting experiments as a child.

Uh…we distilled wine to make another drink…

 

“It was…brandy.”
“Brandy…”
“That’s what it is?”

“Yes.
At least, that was what it was called where I am from.
It might have a different name here…”
“…I’ve never heard of it…”

 

Perhaps it wasn’t called brandy in this world.

According to Ms.
Helena and the others, they did distill wine, so they would at least have something similar to brandy.