Mecca (1)

A sigh escaped Kaiser as he looked at the enormous pile of liquor bottles.

After drinking diligently for several days, he'd managed to finish only ten bottles.

Now, just looking at liquor made him feel like retching.

It was possible to use mana to drive the alcohol out of his system.

The problem was that he couldn't distinguish the alcohol from that other component.

[You have released a fragment of a beverage brewed by a god! Your faith loses its light!]

The faith he'd gained fell.

By even more than it had risen.

It had certainly been good liquor, and it tasted delicious, but...

You can only enjoy something delicious for a day or two...