This is Absolute Sacrilege to Wine!
Editor: Henyee Translations
Ian's love for wine began when he was a young child. His father was a leather shoe craftsman, who, following the conclusion of the war among species, established a small shop for himself in Chaos City, where he would make custom-made leather shoes. At the end of every month, he would buy a bottle of wine and place it on the high windowsill, drinking only a small glass before bed every night.
As a young child, Ian was extremely curious about the reddish-purple liquid in the bottle. Finally, when his father was out running an errand one day, he carefully clambered onto the windowsill and drank half a glass of wine for himself.
The wine was sold at several dozens of copper coins per bottle, and the flavor was slightly sour and bitter. There were still traces of unfiltered grapes in there, and it was a very mediocre wine brewed by a small winery.