The Secret of the Wine Jar
“Sir Seru, then… I’ll see you later♡”
Morning. Queen Regina III left the room with a happy expression, wearing her crown and golden cloak as usual. She limped slightly due to her sore crotch. The traces of last night’s intense intimacy still lingered on her body, but her satisfaction seemed immense. The way she looked at me was truly, incredibly scorching.
“Now, shall I get to work on what I’ve been putting off?”
I sat alone in the room, staring at the wine jar on the table. Last night, the moment the Queen’s eyes rolled back, her body convulsed, and her pussy tightened like crazy—it was a single sip of the wine inside this jar that had turned the Queen into such a completely broken mess.
‘A single sip broke through the wall of Level 3. Then, if I drink ten sips… no, if I drink the whole bottle…?’
As soon as that thought crossed my mind, I was already ripping the lid off the jar. I didn’t bother pouring it into a glass; I put my mouth directly to the jar and gulped it down.
Gulp, gulp, gulp.
The sweet yet sharp grape aroma traveled down my throat and spread throughout my entire body.
“I drank it all at once. I’ll get stronger, right?”
The intoxication rose slowly. At first, it felt good. My body grew hot, and I felt my blood circulation improving. My penis hardened like a steel rod in an instant, making it feel like my pants were about to burst.
“Good… the effect is good.”
Suddenly, the world tilted. Thud! The sound of my body hitting the floor was the last thing I heard.
…How much time had passed? When I opened my eyes, the sun was already high in the sky.
“…Did I die and come back to life?”
It seemed I had been passed out on the floor for several hours. My mouth was bone-dry, and my head felt like it was splitting. Between my legs, my erect penis was still pitching a tent. I struggled to lift my body and sat on the edge of the bed. The wine jar on the table was empty.
“I did something crazy.”
Only then did I realize. There must have been a set dosage, like medicine. Drinking a lot didn’t necessarily mean it was better. Based on this near-death experience, I spent three days carefully studying how to use the wine jar. I had learned firsthand that drinking it recklessly could actually kill me. The conclusion was simple: drink only as much as my body could handle every day. Like building up neigong, slowly and steadily.
When you drink wine aged in the jar for the first time, a dramatic change occurs. It feels like the energy inside your body surges at once, and your sexual stamina boils explosively. However, the effect didn’t last long. By the next day, most of that intense energy from yesterday had vanished. At first, I felt dejected, but after observing it for a few days, I realized one fact: the effect hadn’t disappeared. It was remaining inside my body and accumulating little by little.
If I drank one glass steadily every day like a medicinal tonic, that energy would slowly settle into my body. As it did, I felt my sexual stamina gradually growing stronger. In the end, this wine wasn’t a miracle drug that exploded your power all at once—it was more like a high-quality nutritional supplement. One that required consistent consumption to show results. So, I decided to drink only as much as my body could handle every day. One glass a day. I would build up my stamina through consistent consumption. Eventually, those glasses would pile up, and one day, the wall would break again, opening up a new level.
That aside, I was also curious about what would happen if I put other types of alcohol in it, not just wine. I sat in my room, staring at the wine jar, and examined its surface in detail. The patterns carved into the jar’s surface: Gaia the Goddess. Grapevines. Grain. Fruit. Honeycombs. I had just passed over them last time. I had just thought they were decorations. Now that I looked, each one seemed to have a meaning.
“Don’t tell me…”
I traced the grapevine pattern with my finger. Then I looked at the fruit pattern right next to it. Round, plump fruits. They looked like apples or pears. Next to that was a honeycomb.
“…Apple wine? Mead?”
The grain must be wheat or barley. I traced the surface and fell into thought for a moment. I had already confirmed the wine. It had the effect of pulling up Yang energy and amplifying sexual stamina. If so, it was possible that wine made from other ingredients might have similar or different effects.
“Should I start by testing apple wine, which is easy to get?”
My decision was quick. I left the room immediately. I headed to the royal palace’s grand dining hall. The afternoon sun was brightly illuminating the palace corridors. Maids were bustling about, and I could hear them whispering and giggling as they looked at me.
“Oh… it’s Sir Seru.”
“Is it really him?”
It wasn’t mockery; they were just fascinated because I was a famous guest. A strange man who was always stuck to the Queen. A black-haired foreigner. The guild leader of the Edelan Kingdom’s bard guild. It wasn’t rude for curious gazes to be poured upon me.
“You all work hard.”
“Ah, yes…! Sir Seru!”
The maids hurriedly bowed their heads. I offered a refreshing greeting and passed them by. But… damn it. Lately, perhaps because of the Earth Yin-Yang Copulation Art, my vitality was overflowing so much that just glancing at the maids made my penis stand up. Their bulging breasts. The contours where their breasts swayed softly, and their nipples seemed to show through slightly. And their slender waists. The curves of their buttocks visible inside their fluttering skirts. My gaze kept drifting, and sexual impulses arose.
‘Why is this happening? I can’t control it.’
The energy boiling inside my body kept flowing in the wrong direction. I wanted to show off my increased sexual prowess. If I grabbed those women and fucked them hard, they’d love it and say I was good. Such thoughts wouldn’t leave my head. I wanted to make them feel the power of my penis.
“Ahem.”
I deliberately cleared my throat. And shook my head from side to side. ‘Get a grip.’ That wasn’t what I needed to do right now. I quickened my pace. When I reached the grand dining hall, the mouth-watering smell of food preparation spread out. Wine was always served with royal meals. So, naturally, the dining hall was overflowing with various types of alcohol. Even now, various wine bottles were sparkling among the silver trays placed on the long table. I called over one of the attendants.
“Do you happen to have… apple wine?”
“Are you asking for apple wine?”
The attendant smiled and nodded. “We do. Would you like a glass?”
I shook my head. “No. Not a glass, give me a bottle.”
“Understood.”
A moment later, the attendant brought a bottle filled with golden liquid. I took it.
“Thank you.”
I gave a simple greeting and left the dining hall. I returned to my room and sat on the edge of the bed. Click. I opened the wine bottle. And brought my nose close to the bottle’s mouth. A refreshing scent tickled the tip of my nose.
“…It’s definitely apple wine.”
My heart raced for no reason.
“Let’s see…”
After hesitating for a moment, I poured the apple wine into the wine jar. Glug, glug, glug. The liquid rose steadily. “Will you be the same as the grape wine?” I muttered, tilting the bottle until the end. Soon, the bottle was completely empty. The apple wine was more than half full in the wine jar. I put down the bottle and picked up the lid. Snap. The lid fit perfectly. The wine jar was sealed perfectly. Now, only a day of aging remained. By this time tomorrow, I would know the changes in this wine.
The next morning. I headed to the Hall of Holy Sounds. Today, I planned to gather the candidates for the Goddess’s Choir and listen to their voices. The five young ladies of the five great noble families. It was time to evaluate how well their voices suited my music. In the center of the Hall of Holy Sounds. Five singers stood below the podium. The eldest daughter of the Belladonna family sang first. A clear tone. However, her emotions were shallow. I closed my eyes and tilted my head slightly. Her vocal range was wide. But her heart was empty. Next was the second daughter of the Lysia family. Her expressiveness was excellent. But she wavered subtly on the high notes. The youngest of the Saintrose family. Her voice was stable but too stiff. The hymn was a prayer. Stiffness alone was not enough. And the fourth. The young lady of the Letemis family. The moment her voice rang out, my eyebrows twitched very subtly.
‘…She’s decent.’
Her vocal range wasn’t overwhelming. Her technique wasn’t special either. But she had one thing. Along with her pious appearance, her voice was special. It was a voice not easily heard from ordinary people.
‘If it rings out in a hymn… it would suit it quite well.’
Finally, the young lady of the Lumina family. Her technique was perfect. But she was too robotic. I didn’t like things that were too rehearsed. I pictured in my mind how the young ladies’ voices would blend with the melody of the hymn and wrote down the pros and cons of each. The evaluation process lasted a long time, and I scored the young ladies carefully and meticulously. I finished the listening session and closed my notebook. My heart was already leaning in one direction.
‘The young lady of the Letemis family is the best of them all.’
However, the singer selection process still had several days left. Nothing showed on my face. Today’s work was done.
“Thank you all for your hard work.”
A while later. The singers and their attendants left the Hall of Holy Sounds. Inside the wide hall, only dust particles floated in the sunlight coming through the windows. I was organizing the sheet music on the podium. One voice still lingered in my head. The Letemis family. That girl… she’d be fine if I polished her up.
Just then, the door opened. A noblewoman wearing a gorgeous dress walked in. She looked to be around forty. Her skin was white, her breasts were large, and her entire physique was distinctly different from noblewomen of her age. She was voluptuous. A purple necklace hanging around her neck sparkled alluringly. It was the noblewoman of the Letemis family. I heard she was a widow who had lost her husband a few years ago. Now, she was the head of the family, leading it alone. She walked over, the sound of her heels clicking.
“You’re still here. That’s a relief.”
“I had things to organize.”
Perhaps she had sprayed too much perfume, but a thick scent filled the room. “My Lady, personal meetings with the candidates’ parents are difficult.”
“I came because I had something to ask you for a moment.”
She was very confident. “How was our child… today?”
“It wasn’t bad.”
The noblewoman’s eyes widened slightly. “Really?”
“Yes.”
“Thank you.”
The corners of her mouth curved brightly. “You must be very tired from today’s evaluation, right?”
I shrugged my shoulders. “A little.”
The noblewoman’s eyes shone strangely. “Then… how about a drink?”
“Others are watching. That won’t do.”
“That’s why I’ve prepared a quiet room.”
She said softly, “Why don’t you have a light drink and talk before you go?”
I stared at her blankly. ‘This is…’ Only one thought came to my mind. ‘Is this hospitality?’ In the middle of the Hall of Holy Sounds, a space illuminated by sunlight. Her body lines were clearly revealed in that light. Her waist was slender, and the cleavage revealed above her dress was exceptionally deep. I could see it rising and falling slightly every time she breathed. My penis twitched.
‘Damn it… she said she was over forty, but her body is incredible. I’m horny.’
I felt my Yang energy surging downward. My penis was half-hard. The moment she was about to open her mouth, I spoke first.
“The Letemis family.”
A brief silence.
“As of today, you are disqualified.”