Romyia Lowell strolled leisurely with Pierce Lennon in the winery, which was filled with an alluring aroma, not only from the wine but also from the grapes grown inside the estate.
These grapes were used to make wine, and although they were not for eating, there weren't too many restrictions.
Pierce took Romyia to see the grapes and tried a few varieties. Some were indeed so sour and astringent that they were inedible, while others were extremely sweet and had an aftertaste that lingered.
It's a wonder what kind of wine these grapes will become in the future.
Romyia looked at Pierce's relaxed manner and said, "In fact, taking me out today is mainly for killing time, isn't it? Your task isn't that urgent."
"It is urgent, but I know how to investigate and how to proceed with the investigation."
Pierce didn't want Romyia to have any misunderstandings about him.
"Even spending time in the winery is one of my tasks."
Pierce was quite relaxed and at ease in front of Romyia.